That's probably the easiest thing for you to say as I am sure you don't live across the street from a basketball court....and no I didn't move here with a basketball court sitting out there...they put it there after I moved here. I am surrounded by college houses that I learned talking to them does no good. They didn't exist either when I bought my house they were all single family homes. I am not violating city ordinances cramming six to ten people up in a house to afford the outrageous rents these landlords are getting, 2200 to 3300 hundred a month. Those six to ten kids most have cars, then their friends cars, girlfriends/boyfriends, family, etc., I've lived here twenty nine years and I am the only house without a driveway...that was never a problem parking out front of my house considering their is a park across the street with no houses....now after twenty some years I am suppose to walk some nights more than a block away to get to my house because they, not me, violate the ordinance of no more than four unrelated adults to a household. I'd go out in the winter and clean off my sidewalk and make a path to my car plus clean up along the curb and they'd never shovel, clear a path let alone clean up along the curb but they loved stealing my nicely cleaned up area. Talking with them got no where, calling there landlord got no where, going to the city got no where as it's the college kids who are spurring the economic boom in the city. I don't care that they party, I am surrounded by them, one or the other usually is, I don't call the cops on most as they don't blast music into my windows. Blasting foul language, calling women bitches and hoes and talking about killing black people gangstra style is really pushing the limits....and it's so loud you can't even think inside your house that makes it even worse. You can't watch television, listen to a radio, nothing except be bombarded by that. Until you experience it you have no idea how you'd respond. There are plenty of parks where basketball courts are not sitting on top of homes, they can go there and blast their music all they want. No body in their right mind is going to go out there and try and talk to people who listen to that kind of music. Back when they had their mini riots going on over there this young girl was pulling another young girl up a hill by the hair of head. She got out into the road with her, they were blocking traffic, parents were all around them screaming hit her, punch her....a African American woman got out of her car, she was shaking like a leaf while pleading to no avail for the bigger girl to let the littler girl go...that's how far that gets. When they found out I was calling the cops they egged my house, wrote bitch several times on my sidewalk and constantly called me names through my windows....so no going out there and trying to talk to them is not a good idea, I learned my lesson.
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RE: Sometimes You Can't Even Catch A Quick Break