The Complaint Department is Open

This was the name of one of my old blogs. We back in business.

Sorry I drive 35 MPH in a 40 MPH zone. Please refrain from tailgating, flashing your lights and honking your horn.

Ex wives. Can't reason with them and you can't kill them.

Landlords. Everything is your fault and they refuse to fix it.

The Long Island Railroad. Human cattle cars.

New York City buses. Human cattle cars.

Coach class on any airline. Human cattle cars.

Websites with pop-up adds that browsers can't block. I could get technical on you as to why, but why bother?

The New York Giants with Odell Beckham Jr.

Taking 30 minutes to travel 2 miles on Long Island because of all the lights.

The movie theater with phones ringing and people talking.

Family court courtesy of my ex.

My ex.

Spam phone calls and emails.

People who pay more than $50 for a watch.

Former hippies at age 60 that continue that look and lifestyle. Dude.

No more Rocky movies.

Anyway, I am a child of the 60's. I just keep bringing the gnar.

Dude.