To the two guys and wives at Trader Joe's who were Reuniting (and it felt so good).

Yes. I'm happy that you both found each other after 10 years or some crap. I feel the same way when high school folks find me on Facebook. BUT, can you please move so I can pay the nice cashier woman so that I can get out of the way so other XMAS EVE shoppers don't kill us both. Your standing directly in front of the credit card machine means I can't leave because I can't pay. You're a tool.

To the Man who Stopped his SUV in the Middle Lane of I-5 Yesterday after the Woman in the Civic Tapped His Bumper.

Dude. Pull over to the side, you moron. You do realize there is traffic behind you,yes? Also, when the semi almost took your car door off because you got out IN THE MIDDLE of the freeway, I was rooting for the semi. You're an idiot.

I'm not Mean. You're just a Sissy.

People keep telling me how mean I am, mainly because I am rather blunt. Seriously? You should hear the stuff I don't say.

Oh wait. You can. Godbless blogs!