Trailer Park

Flipping Cars and Tripping Neighbors.

~ Ron Walker ~ 1 Comment

Well, life here in the park is interesting sometimes. After two weekends of quiet we finally had some activity today. At 11:40pm this Saturday night a vehicle flipped over by
itself about 100 yards down the highway from us, probably drunk. The driver refused medical treatment and I don’t know what they ever did with him. I started to get the GoPro out but about 5 mins later some idiot knocks on my door at 11:38pm wanting to borrow a phone to try to wake his dad up that lives two doors down.

According to the young man he just got out of jail Friday and was staying with his father. He left 15 mins ago and came back and the father had locked his doors and would not answer. So genius decides to call the Sheriff to help him get his dad’s attention so he could get his stuff. Geesh!

He had been incarcerated for drug paraphernalia. I answered the door with my gun behind my back and Max standing there growling at him. I though Max was going to make a happy meal out of the boy.

It all ended well and he went on his way after using the phone. What idiot knocks on a door of people you don’t know at almost midnight, especially right after getting out of jail. It took the Deputy 25 mins to arrive, and then the Deputy takes him to his grandmothers house cross county.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NI0lxZ8x4UY&feature=em-upload_owner#action=share

Comments always welcome.

I hope the Motor God smites him.

~ Ron Walker ~ 1 Comment

We have some dunce that travels our main highway apparently heading home from work around 9:30-10pm nearly every night. Some nights I’m outside enjoying the air when he comes by. It is a jacked up Mudding truck (a local sport in this area) with what sounds like straight pipes for exhaust. It also sounds like he is driving in 2nd or low gear (automatic) as he passes the trailer park at about 30 mph. He is in no hurry, opting to get some perverse pleasure out of the blasting of those pipes. I have to admit I have said a silent prayer that maybe the redneck motor God will smite him one evening.

I picture myself standing in the yard, or sitting on the porch as he blasts past and a bolt of invisible lightning causes the motor to burst itself into a billion jingling pieces of metal inside the engine block. Then I can sit there and sip my coffee and watch as he drifts slowly to the side of the road. It will probably never happen, unless his perchance for driving by in low gear with high rpm’s finally takes a toll on the ragged POS.

Maybe if I made an effigy of that truck and stuck pins into it I could at least feel really good if it blows up the engine while I insert the needle?

Comments always welcome, If I can hear them.

Bonfires and Beer you can hear them from here.

~ Ron Walker ~ 1 Comment

Actually I can’t hear them from here but it made the title rhyme. Listening to the Police Scanner tonight the local rednecks are out in force. Someone just reported his own brother who is having a drunken bonfire in a field next to his home. It seems he is bothering his brother by running around in the field drunk driving his pickup truck and shooting his gun in the air.

That seems to be a common theme in this part of the country. Beer, Bonfires and things that go boom! Just for a Saturday night chuckle let’s view how “not” to make a bonfire. Gasoline makes fumes that explode violently when they have sat long enough. Maybe they should start printing that little tip on the side of the Beer Cans. I once watched a rural volunteer firefighter almost perform this same stunt after a few brews, only he didn’t stand on the pile and pour the Gasoline. Apparently the brew kills those brain cells really quickly. Without further delay, let’s see how not to start a bonfire. 1:44 mins long but worth the laugh.

Warmer weather brings out the nut cases also. Speaking of which there have been at least three mental emotional calls in an area within a 5 mile radius of us. Could it be in the water? If so I see some cases of bottled water in my immediate future.

Comments and chuckles welcome,

It’s working so far…

~ Ron Walker ~ 1 Comment

Well, it’s been about 2 weeks now since I blocked the shortcut through our yard that some lazy people were taking. It had worn a driveway through part of our yard before we moved here, and I got tired of mud being splashed up on our new vehicle. So I parked the big ole Durango smack in the middle of the shortcut in the yard (after all it is our yard they are using.).

I am slowly filling in the worn areas with leaves and dirt and hopefully grass will grow again.

I have noticed some of the three or four vehicles that used to use it looking as they drive by but no verbal reactions so far so I think all is good. People are just so lazy these days and don’t respect the property of others.

I guess we can say for this project, “All well that ends well”.