Comments on: A Small Case of Attempted Murder

By: ali

ali — Wed, 27 Aug 2008 23:40:56 +0000

i tried so hard to run away as a kid…but i always ended up getting too hungry. i wasn’t smart enough to actually, you know, bring food with me or anything…;)

By: maggie, dammit

maggie, dammit — Wed, 27 Aug 2008 04:27:38 +0000

On the lamb.
Get it?
Cuz goats are kind of like lambs and you were on the lam and –
oh, jesus, never mind. I shouldn’t try to be funny, I don’t do it well. Quit inspiring me.

By: Lisa

Lisa — Tue, 26 Aug 2008 21:52:19 +0000

So…I can’t turn you in and get reward money or something?
Well, then why am I here?

By: Jennifer

Jennifer — Tue, 26 Aug 2008 10:08:06 +0000

Well thank goodness you straightened up! Look how close you came to a life of drugs and criminal acts and gambling. Whew! You just never realize how close you are to a disastrous life.

By: Margaret (Nanny Goats)

Margaret (Nanny Goats) — Tue, 26 Aug 2008 06:33:01 +0000

Abalone: i DID live next door to the hardware store! You must be from Sacto too!

By: Abalone

Abalone — Tue, 26 Aug 2008 05:42:42 +0000

Did you live in the house next to the hardware store? lol and you ran a whole block over. hehe good story

By: Margaret (Nanny Goats)

Margaret (Nanny Goats) — Tue, 26 Aug 2008 04:18:11 +0000

Melly: sounds like the inklings of great post on your own site!

By: melly

melly — Tue, 26 Aug 2008 03:56:05 +0000

My sis and I kidnapped the 3 year old twins (boys) from down the street, put em on the backs of our tricylces, and ran away to downtown smalltown usa. We rode through the drugstore isles and Mr. Vicar called mom. I was 5, sis was 4. We got spanked with the back of a hairbrush…and the twins were not allowed to play with us anymore. We were “outlaws”.
Funny Post Margaret!!

By: JelO

JelO — Tue, 26 Aug 2008 03:35:10 +0000

Lol that’s pretty intense… You’re pretty violent as it seems.. That was hilarious.. You’re a juve on the making… haha

By: honeywine

honeywine — Tue, 26 Aug 2008 02:39:27 +0000

Now, you’d be on Judge Judy, though!

By: Jenn

Jenn — Tue, 26 Aug 2008 01:29:48 +0000

Excellent story– and amazing how those little things as a kid loomed so big and terrifying we wondered how we’d ever survive…
As a fellow kid of the 70s, I totally understand the “suck it up and move on” philosophy we grew up with then.
Plus, I like to think the pain was good for our character… Or at least for our storytelling.

By: Delaney55

Delaney55 — Mon, 25 Aug 2008 23:41:07 +0000

Back then parents didn’t sue, kids actually played outside, and liked it, and penny candy actually cost a penny.
Too bad kids now a days don’t get to experience life like we did then.

By: Mojo

Mojo — Mon, 25 Aug 2008 22:50:40 +0000

And then 10 years later you graduated to cars … and Bummer.
Remind me not to go anywhere on foot if I ever get to Sacramento.
‘Cuz I wanna live to laugh at more of your misfortunes. (*wink*)

By: MJ

MJ — Mon, 25 Aug 2008 21:31:17 +0000

Even when I was a kid, neighbor parents would dole out time-outs while they called our respective parents. Like double punishment… but, you’re right, no suing.

By: Brittany

Brittany — Mon, 25 Aug 2008 20:36:36 +0000

I miss the days when not people didn’t sue people. Life was so uncomplicated then.

By: Chelle B.

Chelle B. — Mon, 25 Aug 2008 14:13:19 +0000

Oh.My.Gosh you just triggered my own repressed memory of when I, too, ran away at age 7!
Mine wasn’t nearly as perilous as yours, but still… I made it at least 5 blocks before the fuzz picked me up.

By: Twenty Four at Heart

Twenty Four at Heart — Mon, 25 Aug 2008 06:55:19 +0000

So you were a little shit?! Me too.

By: floridian

floridian — Mon, 25 Aug 2008 04:11:45 +0000

I once dropped a garage door on the head of a six-year-old hemophiliac boy.

By: Munch

Munch — Sun, 24 Aug 2008 22:39:38 +0000

I never grew up in the 70s, but if I did I imagine something like this would happen to me all the time. Love the entry.

By: Meg

Meg — Sun, 24 Aug 2008 22:22:36 +0000

One family’s cookie jar money is another family’s beer fund.
Nice story.
Thanks for the shout out. I appreciate you reading the mammary post. Seems like the posts where I actually write do worse than the posts where I publish lots of pictures and silly captions.