My Influence on Today's Misguided Youth... RS

My mother has three godsons.  I have a good relationship with the oldest one who is 19 and a college sophomore.  He was a little clingy when he was younger but now I really like him and we talk often.  I'm kind of a big brother to him which is cool since I have no brothers.

Anyway... he has a younger brother who is 16 and is also a very nice kid and also on of my mothers godsons).  I guess he is coming to the age of rebellion now however.  I'm not sure of the details but this past Friday he hit his mother in the face....

His mother called the older brother to tell him what his younger brother had done.  He was very angry and called me basically to try and calm him down.  I jokingly told him that maybe he needed to go home this weekend and show his brother how to really beat someone down since he obviously didn't do it right (seeing as how his mother was still standing).  I thought he would find that funny....  Apparently not...

Fast forward to Monday...

I got a call from my mother telling me that the older brother drove home from school on Friday night (three hours), rolled up in the driveway at midnight... stepped out of the car (standing 6'3" and weighing 250), walked into the house...dragged his younger brother out (who had been playing video games) and beat him in the front yard with no evidence of mercy or remorse... then got back in his car and drove back to school.  According to his mother he never even said a word to anyone....

Obviously I am partially to blame for this.  I called him and asked him what the hell happened.  He told me that he knew I was right and that he had to address the issues before it became habit for his brother....  I know that when this actually becomes a family conversation this kid is going to bring up the fact that he talked to me and took my advice....  This is going to send my mother through the roof because it is going to look like I gave the order for the hit on her younger godson.  I asked the older brother not to mention me in any of this and he agreed but when the heat becomes too hot he could sing....

This is going to come back to me somehow....

RS

Inn of the Dove... LB

I was driving by this small motel last night called the Inn of the Dove.  In PA they are all over the place.  They are small suite style motels that focus on couple getaways.  All the rooms have hot tubs, king sized beds, champagne, strawberries, etc.  And I thought to myself yesterday.  I would NEVER stay there.  I feel there is not a washer/dryer equipped to remove all the many years worth of excretions out of those sheets.  I imagine the hot tubs being so grimy that the jets create a foamy top like a pint a Guinness.  The whole concept to me is wrong. 

But the same goes for any motel really.  I think of all the folks using those places to carry on their torrid affairs and I can literally begin to feel the shame.  It's uncomfortable like crumbs in the sheets.

-LB

Public Shaming... LB

Yesterday while walking through the mall.  My arms heavy with bags filled with stuff intended to boast my fragile ego, hair flowing in the wind and my fly... wayyyyyyy down!  I didn't notice it until I reached the parking lot and felt the cold wind on my crotch. 

This is a marked improvement to the time I was in a rush to leave a dressing room and forgot to put my shirt back on.  Just threw on my wool peacoat and kept it moving. It took me a good 10 minutes to realize that the silky fabric against my skin was not my shirt but the lining of my coat.  By the time I realized there were already a group of 13yr olds staring.  I was 13 at the time too... No one bothered to get my number, and not a pedophile in site.  Even chunky teen needs to feel special every once in awhile.  Pedophiles man... never a good one around when you need them!

-LB

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