This pathetic, Type A, self-loathing asshole has sown his stupid non-native species ground cover seeds and couldn't resist coming back and checking out how this whole shit storm afternoon originally sparked.
I would say everything went off the rails at 11:46am on May 15, and then totally tipped over shortly after at 11:57am. That's really what I was reacting to with my first post, which itself was quite innocuous. I'll wait for you to go read those posts...
Are you fucking kidding me? You guys spent 3 pages making shitty little comments about what "fucking suckers" we are for taking some small amount of enjoyment in such a "vain," "unecessary," "banal" pastime. You brought in people's parenting ability for christ sake. Joyce makes one small crack back in response and you immediately sprawl out on the ground in the victim pose and it's "Oh no, you're freaking out at me with your dander, lawn jockey!" and "Sheesh! Settle down Mr. Sensitive, with your totally unjustified violent rage." And it stayed that way ever since.
You did the same thing to me all day. In the past few summers I've probably mowed about twice a month on average. I've had multiple "weed incidents" that obviously impacted a neighbor, who works very hard on his lawn but remained as friendly and gracious as ever. It's just that I'm not some angsty, anti-social dipshit, so I understand why other people might have a problem with that situation and I make a real effort to respect that. Somehow here today I became the lawn nazi who insists everyone on the block mow 3X a week, but also, even more unbelievably, the guy who's making up imaginary fiction about others and arguing with straw men! That's insane.
There's something seriously wrong with a few of you folks. That's probably what your neighbors are really stink-eyeing you about. Your shitty lawn is just a symptom of your larger mental health and/or social problems.