• exsouthern babtist

    Sounds like you need a Civil Harassment order dooce.

  • timbo

    When I lived in West Hollywood in the early 80′s I had a next door neighbor who slept on a cot in his backyard wearing his army fatigues. He also hung dolls from his clothesline using nooses and would bullwhip them until their clothes came off and then he would very carefully dress them and do it all again. He would put lighter fluid on the meat when he was grilling. I was pretty wary around him, but he wasn’t the reason I moved. I just hated Southern California.

  • http://www.etherdrift.net/arnoldcam arnold

    After reading about some of these neighbors from hell, I feel a little protected in the area I live in. The worst I have to deal with is the annoying guy next door who keeps leaving me notes to cut my tree back.

    Where the heck are you people seeing all these freaks?!

  • http://www.house8.net Cheekychk

    whoah…today’s surfing led (in order) from dooce to our very own house8 weblog to textism.com to a link in textism’s comments…

    Deja vu?

  • bucci

    My dog Max, aka the Silver Hammer just died a month or so ago. He was 13 years, lumpy, nearly blind, just about deaf, had only 1 visible tooth, and stinky. Yes, but I loved him, loved him, loved him. And that night he wandered off into the rain I looked for him with a flash-light in bean field and never found him. And looked the next morning and the next day. But dammit, when a dog has to go off and die like that, the best thing is to have a nice big bean field of a few hundred acres or so to do it in. And if I ever thought my dog was at risk from a person, I reckon I’d do all sorts of things to prevent the harm. I wouldn’t even leave Max with my Mom for the weekend. So, do what you need to do for your sweet pup. And everyone raise a glass to the Silver Hammer.

  • newgirl

    First, many psycho pieces of worthless human flesh have threatened my animals, and one actually carried out the act. None of these were in LA, where I have lived for 16 years. In fact, they have all been nice little family towns with low populations and lots of “values.”

    Second, don’t forget this is LA. There are people, I’m not saying that I know exactly who they are, who will gladly make a total scumbag like that really sorry that such a thing was ever mentioned.

    I’m just sayin.

    You are right about the average cost of a backyard though. Ouch.

  • http://www.crooklyndodgers.com/anita Anita

    Yeah? Well my mother made several death threats to my dog and what do ya know, she actually killed the baby on Tuesday.

  • The Noticer

    Hey! There used to be another post here! History has been revised!!

  • http://pixelkitty.net pixelkitty

    where is the post about the muthafucker who stole your site?

    I ranted about it here: http://pixelkitty.net/archives/2002_11.php#000074

  • http://www.hamlettdobbins.com dobbins

    pixelkitty’s still on the warpath. i’m thinking dooce figured to let it go. the brutal rants are all gone.

  • Rex

    What happened to the ‘motherfucker who stole my design’ post?

  • http://convivial.blogspot.com Heather #2

    No matter how wrong it is to steal a site design, maybe it’s not worth fighting about it with someone who has cancer. I can imagine being too drained to come up with your own sh**. Dooce, you have a great site design and lots of lovely people visiting you daily – a cancer patient might want the same? Possibly just blog jealousy? Dooce, you were right to change the subject.

  • http://www.timswan.com timbo

    Methinks that Pixelkitty stole the idea of ranting about something they never took the time to really look into.

  • http://www.manunderstress.com Manunderstress

    When I was a little we had a dog named Busch (yes, my dad named our dog after the infamous swill of beer) and a whacked gun-toting Lynrd Skynrd style neighbor threatened to shoot him, much the same as your evil neighbor. Thinly veiled aggression as compensation for erectile disfunction, or something of the sort. But Dad called his bluff, and the cops, we kept busch under closer surveillence, and nothing ever happened. But there’s always a fine line in calling a man’s bluff. Play more poker and maybe you’ll be able to tell.