<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941185070731130359</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:23:11.479-07:00</updated><category term='houses'/><category term='baseball'/><category term='street sweeping'/><category term='rules'/><category term='shoveling'/><category term='nosey'/><category term='streets'/><category term='trash day'/><category term='paris hilton'/><category term='hell'/><category term='old school'/><category term='angry'/><category term='contractors'/><category term='trash'/><category term='road rage'/><category term='baby'/><category term='homeownership'/><category term='owners'/><category term='parking'/><category term='renters'/><category term='snow'/><category term='boston'/><category term='barrels'/><category term='neighbors'/><category term='leaves'/><category term='gutting'/><title type='text'>Writing wrongs in the streets of City of Boston</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestreetsofboston.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941185070731130359/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestreetsofboston.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Avenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06213540434695940940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs7k4BIKVvs/SWPSK8Ky0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXML4AhTNtg/S220/trashbag.jpeg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941185070731130359.post-248172416394005380</id><published>2009-05-07T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T14:46:55.422-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neighbors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='road rage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='street sweeping'/><title type='text'>towns going ons</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Well locally on my street. Its been a sort of blowout over parking. My neighbor pretty much specifically told me that he has a spot, he doesn't live there but it needs to be empty IN CASE he does come.  Now, I live in one of the most congested areas of the city. It seems foolish that I would drive around at 2am looking for a spot just to leave his empty when he doesn't come by like 2x a year. My other neighbor came out and told him he needs to come sweep the street more(see earlier post about sweeping the street). So, I was on my way out for my birthday celebration when this happened so I was mad and I told him never ever to talk to me again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yes, i burned the bridge and maybe it wasn't the smartest thing ever but screw him. Then he said to me(get this!!) " Yanno, I'm not the new kid on the block, Ive been here since 02") yes, he did say that. Now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1. does that matter to me? no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2. will that ever matter to me? No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3. I moved in in 07, is that some sort of mentionable difference? No4. Is that "old school"( old being 6 yrs???) bullshit the way to approach me with some 6 year intimidation? Def no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;So, lines are drawn pretty much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The next day I spent 1k on fence( instillation plus fencing on sale at Home Depot) so now out patios are blocked off and I don't have to look at the tenants ugly faces. And if he is there doing work he can't be seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;On my fourth house street on of my neighbors filed bankruptcy and moved out last month. So this puts us in second seniority. Even if he is "from 02" it means nothing because he doesn't live there so now we are like a jack in a card game. Finally a face card, feels good. Which actually opens up another free spot so it makes the whole thing even more insane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I walk for exercise and of course you can go left or right. I tend to go left because to the right are the crowds. So, going right I need to cross a big intersection and there is no pedestrian crossing sign. After nearly being killed a bazillion times I finally called city hall and they are putting up a sign. It was so easy and they were so nice, I cannot believe it took me so long to call. I'm happy with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;On a completely separate incident but applicable to this blog, I went to prudential mall today. If you aren't from, Boston, this is a high traffic area, tons of store in a pedestrian viewpoint along the whole road but also the only &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;mall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; in the city. It is very hard to find parking so I was driving up and I saw a spot so I zipped over and in. Once I was 99% in this car came to the left from the right and the guy told me it was his spot. So, I was already in the spot because I had been their earlier and he told me to get out and i told him no. So, this guy got out of his car and had a FIT and was screaming at my window to the point of spitting. i pretty much laughed because his head was going to explode. But then I got nervous and I called 911. I have him plate but I'm not sure if I should post it here. But the whole thing was so weird because it totally wasn't his spot. I wasn't even trying to sneak in, I was there. But this psycho went nuts. I have never seen anything like that from a sidewalk or experienced anything like that before so I wanted to write it here. Maybe I should post his plate, what a douchebag....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My my my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941185070731130359-248172416394005380?l=thestreetsofboston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestreetsofboston.blogspot.com/feeds/248172416394005380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thestreetsofboston.blogspot.com/2009/05/towns-going-ons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941185070731130359/posts/default/248172416394005380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941185070731130359/posts/default/248172416394005380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestreetsofboston.blogspot.com/2009/05/towns-going-ons.html' title='towns going ons'/><author><name>The Avenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06213540434695940940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs7k4BIKVvs/SWPSK8Ky0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXML4AhTNtg/S220/trashbag.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941185070731130359.post-7035928357943771987</id><published>2009-02-24T15:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T15:48:20.118-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neighbors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paris hilton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nosey'/><title type='text'>Trash day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;My street is a mess, my neighbors who lived there 40 years filed bankruptcy and are moving out. The roof is leaking water that's about to flood the street and everyone's acting like its not happening. On a positive, I have officially claimed an off street pkg spot. Not sure how, but I have.  Because of the move the last few trash days have been huge, everyone's ditching belongings they are too lazy to move. how it goes....Today was a huge trash day, there were bags and bags out. Apparently it was donations for goodwill. The trash ppl came an emptied the bins but the recycle people had not come yet. My neighbors think they are saving the world for some reason bu recycling milk cartons weekly. So they had their recycle bin out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;When the salvation army truck came in and moved the trash cans and recycle to the side of my stairs.**They could not be seen from the street* They took the donations and left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;apparently, in the meantime the recycling truck drivers by. He doesn't stop unless he sees the full bin  and he didn't because it was behind my stairs! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;again I had to take matters into my own hand,I moved my bin to the back and also picked up their full and disgusting recycling bin and moved it in front of their house. maybe next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I also wanted to try to build new front stairs because mine are falling apart from being old and they are uneven and dangerous and there has already been on incident that ended up in the ER. I had a mason/contractor come out to price a new *vision*. After realizing we only have so many inches into the street on our property he told me how it wont work. We need extra space. Is  he retarded? How can I find 8"? So I told him we cant and I need to know what we can do with what he have. So he looked at my neighbors to compare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;two days later I run into my nosey neighbors asking what we are thinking with the stairs and then the mason tells me their is nothing he can build that goes to any code and I have to talk to the buildings dept. Thanks for the damn help!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;nosey posey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941185070731130359-7035928357943771987?l=thestreetsofboston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestreetsofboston.blogspot.com/feeds/7035928357943771987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thestreetsofboston.blogspot.com/2009/02/trash-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941185070731130359/posts/default/7035928357943771987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941185070731130359/posts/default/7035928357943771987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestreetsofboston.blogspot.com/2009/02/trash-day.html' title='Trash day'/><author><name>The Avenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06213540434695940940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs7k4BIKVvs/SWPSK8Ky0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXML4AhTNtg/S220/trashbag.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941185070731130359.post-2889321689921025608</id><published>2009-01-19T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T17:35:38.261-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neighbors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gutting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paris hilton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contractors'/><title type='text'>report a concern</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A kind reader told me how to tell on my neighbors(see earlier post/comment)Living in an area where you will be killed this is very handy. This contractor bought the house on my block( a fore mentioned), he started gutting it to sell it as 3 condos instead of a duplex. During a period of time when he was gutting the house  he had no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;plumbing&lt;/span&gt;.  This IDIOT decided &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;he'd&lt;/span&gt; put up a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;porta&lt;/span&gt;-potty in the middle of the sidewalk! This was august so the heat  and all the rain at night &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; help( &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt;, it rained every night). Finally one night I went out and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;porta&lt;/span&gt;-potty was spilling all over the sidewalk. The next day I immediately called to see if the idiot had a builders permit since it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; posted. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Surprise&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt;, he didn't. He also had a trash bin in the street taking up THREE PRECIOUS PARKING SPACES. and he had a trash can in front of it and behind it and wood in the street so really 5 spaces were taken by this guy who was just gutting the place and had no intention of living there nor was apart of the community.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;waited&lt;/span&gt; and waited but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;after&lt;/span&gt; the sewerage I contacted the city "officials". Since this is my first homeowner experience I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; know if people CAN do this stuff? but, I learned immediately that they can't. actually when i drove home from work they were on site ticketing the people! I was very impressed and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;bye bye &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;port-a-potty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;nice knowing you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941185070731130359-2889321689921025608?l=thestreetsofboston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestreetsofboston.blogspot.com/feeds/2889321689921025608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thestreetsofboston.blogspot.com/2009/01/report-concern.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941185070731130359/posts/default/2889321689921025608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941185070731130359/posts/default/2889321689921025608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestreetsofboston.blogspot.com/2009/01/report-concern.html' title='report a concern'/><author><name>The Avenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06213540434695940940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs7k4BIKVvs/SWPSK8Ky0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXML4AhTNtg/S220/trashbag.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941185070731130359.post-7636135113993067599</id><published>2009-01-19T17:07:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T17:22:48.891-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baseball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoveling'/><title type='text'>snow=death pt2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It is a week later and we have ~18" more of snow. I feel comfort in being where I'm at. My stairs are shoveled. Even to brick. The front is shoveled....to cement and the car is in a spot, cleaned and I went out today. Its is important to try to get your car out and drive after snow. Cleaning it off is okay but far less than actually driving it around. Sometimes if it is cleaned the snow falls around the car. Therefore creating a reverse-moat of snow. At night if that turns to ice your car can be encased and still be unable to move from its spot in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Today I saw a first in the holding a parking spot.... someone actually used a baseball diamonds' base!I would give it a 4 for creative and originality(5 scale) . That is pretty high. Also, I'm starting to see which neighbors belong to which furniture that is used to hold spots. I have the bakers rack around the corner. The kitchen aide box across the street. The randoms all do the beach chair, which, in this day an age is considered uncreative and almost insulting by some. This also can be the same for a trashcan. My personal best this year was two people sitting in chairs in a spot! They said they were just resting but who really knows..? Is a parking spot worth two bodies? I guess it depends on the ppl?? This is the City of Boston!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I also have a house on my street that was purchased by a contractor. Since he is gutting the house no one lives there. I will tell more of this story later but regarding snow. He has not come once to dig out his "area"! so, after all the packing down of the snow it is shear ice in front of his house. There has to be something wrong there. 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I live in an area where parking is a commodity. If you have a private spot you are considered rich and living easy and if you don't you are in war of wits, time and it may be bloody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Just the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;forecast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;  of "'+ put people all over in a tizzy. People rush to the supermarket to buy milk and bread. Everyone panics and needs provisions immediately. I also find it very strange that even if there is no snow that people feel it is their right to put trash barrels out in the street to hold a spot "just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;in case&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;". In case they suddenly own the street apparently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I was out and about the night prior to the storm and when I came home there were barrels, chairs, and bins all over the street holding spots. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It fits perfectly if I say here that although this is the point of my discontent I hesitate removing them. I know that if I am seen by ANYONE they will tell on me and I could be killed. Taking these actions is no joke, believe me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; heard stories of the neighborhood and words on the street. One neighbor who is so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sickeningly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; sweet. One of those people &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;that are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; so nice and smile so much when you talk that it is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;annoying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;. She is a local. She told me last winter she came &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; and there was an unmarked spot and she took it since it was late and it was unmarked. In the morning she came out and found "Asshole" keyed into her car! So, she was driving around talking out her window and it said asshole right below! And again, she is the sweetest thing ever. When I gasped in disbelief at this story she just shrugged and said " the spot wasn't marked".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;So now the streets are all slush and a mess and there really is no accumulation and yet people still have bins out. This seems super nervy to me on so many fronts. Who are these people that hid in the shadows?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;On another note. One of the people on my street refuses to shovel. After the snow packs down due to foot traffic it turns to ice. I nearly died there one day so I took it upon myself. I wrote on an envelope " Shovel please" and strategically placed it. I should have known, the note never &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;disappeared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; and no shoveling happened. How people can be so ignorant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;stuns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; me. They take the time to shovel a spot and leave their sidewalk shear ice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;and as my last point. we are over 48 hrs to trash day and my neighbors trash is out! Are these &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; insane? She &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; me they were scared they &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; be able to get the trash out in event of more snow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;see: trash chronicles(prior post)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941185070731130359-5563240064405665608?l=thestreetsofboston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestreetsofboston.blogspot.com/feeds/5563240064405665608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thestreetsofboston.blogspot.com/2009/01/snowdeath.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941185070731130359/posts/default/5563240064405665608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941185070731130359/posts/default/5563240064405665608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestreetsofboston.blogspot.com/2009/01/snowdeath.html' title='snow=death'/><author><name>The Avenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06213540434695940940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs7k4BIKVvs/SWPSK8Ky0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXML4AhTNtg/S220/trashbag.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941185070731130359.post-397647340649005926</id><published>2009-01-06T12:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T13:49:00.335-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rules'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='barrels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trash day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neighbors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeownership'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='streets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paris hilton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boston'/><title type='text'>trash chronicles-barrrels and gen craziness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Trash day is always very exciting to me. As a kid and still to this day I like to go to the dump and I love to see trash go on the street and when I come home from work it is gone. However, in the city of Boston and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;rumored&lt;/span&gt; to be all cities, trash becomes another thing to contend with.  My neighbors in house C(renters) put their trash on the virtually in front of my house and property.  This means they were by our stairway and in the summer it stinks by my door. Oh no, the Avenger will not have this, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;keep your own trash in front of your own house&lt;/span&gt; on trash day and whenever else( Ill post about this later, stay tuned)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;They pissed me off a great deal so I would drag out our barrels and move them all over more toward their house and out of our invisible property line and over in front of their basement wall( no door). They don't own so what do they care if the trash is partially in their radius? So then I would come out in the am and they would have thrown down boxes and shit within the radius. They were not exactly with the trash cans and placed more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;towards&lt;/span&gt; our door almost in a new and separate pile. So, of course I would check out the boxes and they were from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Zappos&lt;/span&gt;, Gap, etc. I approved of the merchants but I would pick up the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;boxes and&lt;/span&gt; put them with the barrels. Eventually the evolution moved to them throwing down their bags of trash on the cement when their barrels were full, not in their  barrels and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; within my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;radius&lt;/span&gt;. And this officially pissed me off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Part of the trash understanding is a semi &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;organized pile&lt;/span&gt;. That pile is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all in one spot&lt;/span&gt;. When I would put out my two barrels sometimes one is half full because I plan to put more out the next morning. As if I am redserving a little bit of room for another bag in the morning but it is still ready to go. The next morning I go out and there is trash in my reserve all over the street and No neat pile! so I would have to organize the trash, move it and hope for the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Then, it is understood that you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; leave your barrels &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;in the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; street &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;after&lt;/span&gt; trash day&lt;/span&gt;! Once they are emptied they are moved to the back until their disclosure the following week. Now, house C  neighbors started not putting their barrels and they would be blowing around the street and just generally disgusting. so I had to start picking them up and I would stack them next to their stairs and they mysteriously would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;disappear&lt;/span&gt;. Eventually they stopped &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;disappearing&lt;/span&gt; and they would blow back down. In these instances I would take the barrels and put them in the ally right next to their door. This really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;pisses&lt;/span&gt; me off &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; we all need to only take &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;them out and put them away&lt;/span&gt;. As with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; stupid front area rules( see other post), the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;barrels are a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;damn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; responsibility for every resident&lt;/span&gt;! It's not even the specifics( well kinda it is) but its the fact they know these unspoken rules of city life and do not take part!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, one last thing. if you want to look cool and recycle in an area that doesnt recycle, realize the stupid&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; recycle plastic bin is your responsibility&lt;/span&gt; too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;yes....really....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941185070731130359-397647340649005926?l=thestreetsofboston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestreetsofboston.blogspot.com/feeds/397647340649005926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thestreetsofboston.blogspot.com/2009/01/trash-chronicles-barrrels-and-gen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941185070731130359/posts/default/397647340649005926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941185070731130359/posts/default/397647340649005926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestreetsofboston.blogspot.com/2009/01/trash-chronicles-barrrels-and-gen.html' title='trash chronicles-barrrels and gen craziness'/><author><name>The Avenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06213540434695940940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs7k4BIKVvs/SWPSK8Ky0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXML4AhTNtg/S220/trashbag.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941185070731130359.post-1702790579514624256</id><published>2009-01-04T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T13:41:23.238-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leaves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='renters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='houses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='owners'/><title type='text'>shoveling and snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;After buying my home in the city we had a large snowfall. After the first flake hit the ground my neighbor was immediately at my door telling me i had to shovel in front of my house and out approx 3 feet into the street. This would be the area that would contain a sidewalk if I had one in front of my house. All owners with a sidewalk were responsible for shoveling the sidewalk in front of their house for foot traffic. I was also told that if I failed to do this then I could and would be ticket by the city for failure to shovel and therefore putting people in harms way( namely: her).  I smiled and was very happy to receive the demand and looked for snowflake number two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Throughout my time at my home I have shoveled, I have swept and I have cleaned the area I live.  In the winter I put ice melt and sand out on the stairs and in front and in the spring I sweep it up. In the fall when leaves blow in, I sweep. The area in front of my house takes a great deal of work and if I lag, my neighbors are right here to remind me while their places become delapidated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;This year, in the fall alot of leaves flew into our street and living area and got caught in front of the hopuses.Neighbor A (accross the street) told neighborC (renters next to me) that they needed to clean their leaves because they were blowing down to house A and getting caught in their stairsway. Neighbor A told me this and I just shook my head and agreed. Why did renter/house C not realize they to held some sort of responsibility? Was the surface of the constant struggle or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; renter vs. owner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I immediately grabbed my broom and scretly swept everything back up to house C just to be blown back to house A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941185070731130359-1702790579514624256?l=thestreetsofboston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestreetsofboston.blogspot.com/feeds/1702790579514624256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thestreetsofboston.blogspot.com/2009/01/shoveling-and-snow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941185070731130359/posts/default/1702790579514624256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941185070731130359/posts/default/1702790579514624256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestreetsofboston.blogspot.com/2009/01/shoveling-and-snow.html' title='shoveling and snow'/><author><name>The Avenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06213540434695940940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs7k4BIKVvs/SWPSK8Ky0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXML4AhTNtg/S220/trashbag.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941185070731130359.post-8455816298450697794</id><published>2009-01-04T13:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T13:26:56.604-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Allow myself to introduce...myself...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;" class="entry"&gt;      &lt;div class="snap_preview"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I am the street Avenger, parking Avenger and author of the Trash Chronicles a short series of essays to be posted here regarding(but not limited to,) the subject of neighbors using trash removal.I am out on the streets of Boston constantly watching the inconsistencies and inadequacies of the streets.  Although this may seem a humerus subject to some it is of great importance to others. In this forum will conquer tough topics such as :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*holding a spot in the winter with a baby…good or bad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*keying cars for spots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*leaving notes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*shoveling vs not shoveling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*trash day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I will revel in all contact received by others and personal stories told by anyone! I know we all have out gripes, take it to the Avenger and be heard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941185070731130359-8455816298450697794?l=thestreetsofboston.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thestreetsofboston.blogspot.com/feeds/8455816298450697794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thestreetsofboston.blogspot.com/2009/01/allow-myself-to-introducemyself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941185070731130359/posts/default/8455816298450697794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941185070731130359/posts/default/8455816298450697794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thestreetsofboston.blogspot.com/2009/01/allow-myself-to-introducemyself.html' title='Allow myself to introduce...myself...'/><author><name>The Avenger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06213540434695940940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs7k4BIKVvs/SWPSK8Ky0bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JXML4AhTNtg/S220/trashbag.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
