Look, I have a complicated relationship with the cyclists who travel 32nd Street and thereabouts. I know it’s not politically correct to say, but you’re mostly in my way. Mine is a reasonably trafficked street, but it only has two lanes, so when you’re riding your bike between moving cars and parked cars, with yourContinue reading “To the punk who gave me the finger while I walked my dogs”
Category Archives: socially awkward
Get over yourself, poets
I don’t pretend to know anything about poetry. I didn’t even know we were going to a poetry reading Monday night. I thought we were going to a music open mic thing. Rob’s friend Rion had a couple of pieces he wanted to perform. He asked the MC if profanity was OK. “I think misogynyContinue reading “Get over yourself, poets”
Dogs in the graveyard
Early in Isis’ behavioral modification efforts, our trainer suggested we meet at the local cemetery. I thought it a strange place to take one’s dog, but was surprised to see a lot of people walking their dogs there. It’s near an official trail, so people naturally consider the graveyard to be a logical extension ofContinue reading “Dogs in the graveyard”
Unflappable
I had about four hours between appointments 20 miles from the office. Plenty of time to return in between, but where’s the fun in that? I brought along my laptop and planned to eat lunch/kill time at Starbucks. On the way to Starbucks from appointment #1, my car started making a funny noise. It soundedContinue reading “Unflappable”
The girl with the Isis tattoo, part 2
Getting a tattoo, it turns out, is a lot like buying a house or a used sectional couch. When I first saw our blue sectional couch in the corner of the townhouse where it was living with college girls, I thought it was in near-perfect condition. But when we got it home, I noticed thatContinue reading “The girl with the Isis tattoo, part 2”
Our dogs’ first fight
The other day, while Mia and Leo were tussling on the back patio, I heard the tone of their conversation change. Mia’s growls sounded meaner; Leo let out some hurt-sounding high-pitched barks. I looked outside and saw that Mia’s jaw was tangled in Leo’s collar. I know that you’re supposed to separate dogs by grabbingContinue reading “Our dogs’ first fight”
My tattoo defense
My parents have each asked me not to get a tattoo. “Don’t get a tattoo, don’t get a tattoo,” my mother chanted when I broke the news and tried to explain my rationale. Big surprise. I didn’t think they’d be all, “Yay, tattoos!” But tattoos are so mainstream at this point, I didn’t think they’dContinue reading “My tattoo defense”
Adventures in animal rescue
The doggies were in the backyard yesterday afternoon while I was working at home. They started barking like crazy at the fence, and I figured the golden retriever next door was giving them the business. But then they ran inside the house and started barking out the front window. Then they ran back outside andContinue reading “Adventures in animal rescue”
Is my dog the annoying kid on the playground?
Leo’s been going to the most wonderful doggie daycare. They have webcams where I can watch him romp. He is under constant human supervision and gets naps and snacks, has his teeth brushed and practices his manners. He even gets report cards. He was going once a week at first, because I like bringing himContinue reading “Is my dog the annoying kid on the playground?”
Bad Car-ma
My second car, a Honda Passport, was stolen without a trace in 1998. My next car, a Honda CR-V, was with me for 9 years without any incidents I can recall. (Oh wait, I’m such a liar. A tire blew out once on I-5 and it was broken into on Feb 2, 2005. Second worstContinue reading “Bad Car-ma”
Kari Neumeyer 