I was chatting with my friend Mike this morning who reminded me that a weekly column comes..weekly. I stumbled upon writer’s block and then proceeded to write about things that I am angered at and I realized: “I’m that guy that yells to kids to ‘get off my lawn,’ and heaven help you if your ball lands in my backyard.”
Thanks, Barry. I knew I wasn't alone, but you are my brother from another mother. And thank you - I've been told (by my own family!) that I have adult ADHD, but yes! It's Shpilkes! And more.
Great column, Barry. I know about the “get off my lawn” syndrome. Several years ago a neighbor’s dog peed on a utility pole where I had planted say lilies. “Not on the lilies,” I pleaded and the young lady apologized profusely. At that moment, I realized I had become that guy. It never happened again. Footnote: The woman’s parents now live in your adopted state.
i did not know that!
Great love/hate list. It’s good to be passionate- and to have ADHD. That’s just a creative brain in my book. Welcome to the club!!
Thanks, Barry. I knew I wasn't alone, but you are my brother from another mother. And thank you - I've been told (by my own family!) that I have adult ADHD, but yes! It's Shpilkes! And more.
I love this article!
I hate olives.
I'm the same. Square peg, round hole. We crossed paths too early in our youth but still connected as porch sitters ...if only via your blog.
Great column, Barry. I know about the “get off my lawn” syndrome. Several years ago a neighbor’s dog peed on a utility pole where I had planted say lilies. “Not on the lilies,” I pleaded and the young lady apologized profusely. At that moment, I realized I had become that guy. It never happened again. Footnote: The woman’s parents now live in your adopted state.
I love this one. It’s so you Barry