couple of things

I only find it acceptable to dress up animals on halloween, therefore this is allowed to be one of the cutest photos ever. Dressed as "the great pumpkin" we have Milo, my friend Emilie's pug. ain't he a stinker!

secondly, allow me to rant for a moment: i'm really sick of homeless people. i mean, the gov't really needs to come up with a better way to get them off the streets, b/c their impoverished asses are screwing up my commute. for those of you who live in suburbia and don't have to deal with street walkers on a daily basis, let me fill you in a lil somethin'. homeless people like to f*ck you up...

...especially the crazies in santa monica/venice. CDOT put cross walks in the middle of major roads, where pedestrians have the right of way at any time. Most people understand they're impeding traffic and try to cross quickly. Well not the "less fortunate." Instead of walking like a normal person and using the limbs that God gave them, our homeless (heretofore referred to as "they") prefer to mosey, strut, or saunter across any major road, at any given time.

They're tricky. Why, you ask?

Because they begin to cross at a normal pace, UNTIL they see you in your car. waiting. In that instance they slow to a brain frying crawl. Sometimes they'll accompany this with a few unintelligle outbursts or point and shout or just glare and pick their asses.

One can see it in their crazy, dirty eyes. They delight in viewing how many cars have piled up beside them; disrupting traffic flows, inciting honks and frustrated glances. In those moments, they're stickin it to the man. The same man who dropped them through the systematic cracks and potholes of society. They're just hoping and praying that an impatient and right-fully irritated yuppie will break through and run them down with their SUV. *cha-ching* - booze n crack for life.

But it rarely happens...we wait, curse them, and move on. their actions don't encourage us to help them, instead it makes us turn against them. they are not for OUR cause of "getting somewhere on time," why should we be a part of theirs, "surviving?" (healthy attitude, right?)

The day a 90 year old woman in a busted wheel chair carted herself out in the middle of the road was the last straw. she wasn't even in a cross walk...just the middle of Lincoln Boulevard, 30 feet away from an intersection. She rolled down the sidewalk and flinstoned her way across four lanes of traffic. took her a solid five minutes and two full light cycles. ?!?!?!?! are you kidding me, where is her case worker ?!??!??

Who do they think they are? We have rules for a reason. i follow them, they should too. now i was dangerously close to becoming one of them this summer, but rose above and a got a job. so i know they can do it too. none of this "victim of the system" crap.

Alas, I am not completely heartless. In a humanitarian effort to rival that of Angelina Jolie (and to transfer this sect off the streets for atleast one day), i have donated generously to the LA Mission's Thanksgiving Dinner program. b/c of me 25 less fortunate people will have a delightful turkey and watery potato dinner on November 24th. *pat on the back*

In the Mission's mailer they provided "meal tickets" where you could write your name, informing each recipient of the generous person that provided their holiday dinner. mine looked a lil something like this...

This Meal Brought To You By:

"cross the street faster"

Posted by missy at October 27, 2005 1:59 PM