Hard Lessons

Bobby watched as the man walked up the dirt road towards their home. A gentle breeze rustled the branches of the apple trees that congregated to his left. Sometimes Bobby would sit and watch the trees for hours. He had always thought that when the wind blew and their branches touched it was almost like the trees were talking to each other, plotting something. But today he didn't watch the trees, his eyes were focused on the man walking up the road. As he drew nearer Bobby could better make out his appearance, he wore battered jeans and overalls and a wide-brimmed brown hat. In his hand he carried what appeared to be an empty bag. When he got near, Bobby got up from where he was sitting and looked this man in the face. His skin was weathered and looked like the leather his mother had dried and tanned out last summer to make clothes for him and his father. The same leather his father wore when they buried him three months ago. "Your mother inside?" the man asked, his pale blue eyes seemingly staring straight through Bobby. Bobby wanted to tell this man from town that she wasn't, that this was the wrong house, that he needed to go away, to leave them alone. But instead he responded with a "yessir", and the man walked past him towards the house. After a slight hesitation Bobby followed the man inside.

Inside Bobby's mother sat at the kitchen table, stroking Buster as he stared forward with his pink, misshapen eyes. A string of drool hung from his jaw, and his red tongue produded slightly from his panting mouth. Under the table lay Marmaduke, with her healthy puppies crawling around her and nipping playfully with each other. Upon hearing the footsteps Marmaduke lifted her head and stared at the man with her sad eyes. She then briefly looked up at Buster before laying her head back on the wooden floor. The man regarded all of this for a minute or so and then said, "I reckon you'd better just give him to me Ms. Langstone, waiting is only going to make things harder on everyone." Bobby's mother listened to these words and then looked down at Buster in her lap. She continued to pet him for a few more seconds, then sobbed softly and held him out for the man to take. "No mamma!" Bobby screamed, "It's not right, we can keep him." The man turned to Bobby, put his arm on his shoulder and said, "Son, it's for the best, he wasn't born right, and his life will only be filled with pain, this is the most humane thing to do for him." He then took Buster from the woman's trembling arms and turned to go outside. "Can... can... I at least walk with you to the river, mister?" asked Bobby, as his mother continued sobbing. The man regarded him for a moment with his penetrating eyes and nodded, "This may be something you ought to see." The man then turned and walked out the door and began walking down towards the river, Bobby right behind him.

Douglas Buford was the man from town that was called whenever death needed to be dealt out. Douglas accepted this and to some extent, welcomed it. He took no pleasure in his work, and no one hated him for what he did. After all, they called him. He handled the tasks that were needed to be performed to keep the cycle going. To some who were suffering, Peace and Death were one and the same.

"Bobby, you know this has to be done" he said softly as they arrived at the river. "Buster wasn't born right, he was born a runt, this will end his pain." Bobby looked at little Buster, panting softly from the heat. 'But I wanted to play with him... we were going to be friends...." Bobby's voice trailed off, as he began to weep. Douglas patted Buster one last time, put him in the burlap sack he was carrying, and tied it up with some rope he had in his pocket. He then tossed the sack into the river and watched as it was carried away and sank under the churning water.

He then placed his arm around the crying boy as they slowly walked back to the house beneath the darkening sky. "I know you loved Buster, Bobby" he said, trying to comfort the boy. "He just didn't come out right, maybe one day your mom will remarry and you will have another brother."

Chameleon

I've always been fascinated with the idea of being all things to all people. Someone who could debate intelligently all night with a Bishop about the full interpretation of the Holy trinity and then perform in a Dark Mass with Anton LeVay in the morning. Someone who could sympathize and cry with the mothers of dead children at a M.A.D.D. meeting and then get liquored up and joyride with some crazy construction workers. Discuss the complexities of International racial relations with professors and then trade racist jokes with the good ol' boys at a NASCAR race. Write a book about the importance of +EV play and bankroll management in gambling and then bet the mortgage on a roll of the dice. Basically live like the devils but be capable of blending in with the angels as necessary. Would this make that person a hypocrite, someone with no true morals, Satan himself? Are the former examples truly superior to the latter? The Catholic Church has already been exposed, at least we still have our Boy Scouts to keep our kids "straight". Did you know that the Scouts were created as this countries' answer to the Hitler Youth? We live in a strange world. I don't really see white or black, only varying shades of grey. And of course, I can't see fade.

Friday..... battle rap time

Yo...... yo....yo.... Ya cant step to me like that cripple stephen hawkin'
I run up in ya home like the bases loaded and ya balkin
Slap ya mom's cause the crazy bitch was stalkin me... jockin me..
If I whipped it out she'd be suckin me, but instead I'm just smackin the hoe
Penetratin her ass with my toe, I know you a mental midget so ya don't know
But I'm the realest nigga since Pac and Big.. like how they chokin on my log while you rubbin your twig
Ya babble bout ya money, drugs, and the weak-ass rhymes you made
You just a dancing monkey, a punk, a muppet to me son.....
I cant see fade

"Slip slidin away...."

When I was five I told my parents I wanted to be a vegetarian. The reason I gave was because I "never wanted to hurt another living thing." I actually abstained from meat for a full year with the exception of pepperoni, which my parents told me was a vegetable. At eleven I wanted to genetically cross breed humans with animals and create an army of mutants to help me become Supreme ruler of the world. Today I want nothing more than a cold alcoholic beverage, a large cheeseburger and fries, a girl on standby to suck me off at my whim, and NCAA tournament basketball on tv. I think I can manage at least 75% of these requests after work today on my own. Perhaps my dark goddess Kali will grant me the other 25%.

Rants and Raves

"It's your god. They're your rules. YOU go to hell."

If my spinal cord liquifies and I don't get up for a couple of years, you have my permission to kill me. Don't skimp me on the morphine drip either.

I'm glad we're worried about the real troublemakers in the world like former chess World Champion Bobby Fischer. Bin Laden, Bulger, al-Zarqawi be damned. With Fischer's mighty castling skills and Nimzo-Indian defense he is sure to conquer humanity.

Ideal deaths for various right-wing pundits

1.O'Reilly: On-air stroke while losing an argument to an ACLU representative/and/or Al Franken on his show. After his repeated attempts to throw his more mentally astute guests off the show fall on deaf ears he turns beat-red and keels over. Hilarity ensues.

2. Ann Coulter: She is sent to combat and is severly wounded by an RPG while attempting to cower in a doorway, violating an order from her squad leader. She is then nursed back to health by Iraqi doctors and sent back to America with a dishonorable discharge. Her political career over, she enters the porn industry, but contracts "SuperAids" while filming Interracial Anal Adventures 3. Without health care, she wastes away quickly, and her shallow grave is dug up by wild dogs seeking food. Finding nothing but skin and bones, they deficate on the grave. Hilarity ensues.

3. Rush Limbaugh: An F.B.I. probe reveals he was the ringleader of an illegal Oxycontin selling operation. He is sentenced to five years in Federal prison. He meets some new friends on the inside, and upon his release he starts up a male "escort" service with Jeff Gannon aka James Guckert. Their business fails due to lack of interest and a strung out Limbaugh is found dead in the NYC subway system early one morning. It doesn't even make the front page.


A couple of thoughts on Barry Bonds.

He has had the most dominant offensive seasons any player has ever had. He has more MVP awards than any player ever. I believe him to be the best all-around hitter of all time. That being said, he is clearly an asshole, took steroids, likely cheated on his wife for years, and couldn't throw out Sid Bream in 1992. He has no world series' rings, and odds are he will never get one. I hope he never breaks Hank Aaron's record and that his life is made a living hell by media and fans until he retires. He has brought all of this on himself by constantly antagonizng people and playing the race card. Fuck you Barry.


My Top ten favorite Hawks of all-time

1. Dominique WIlkens (Was a Bulldawg. Human highlight film. Nuff said.)
2. Doc Rivers (Super nice guy. Solid point. Only weakness was his jumper.)
3. Rasheed Wallace (Best player we've had since 'Nique. If only for a game.)
4. "Pistol" Pete Maravich (Before my time, but you gotta love a white guy scoring 30-40 a game.)
5. Tree Rollins (Blocked a helluva lot of shots, had a great introduction. Treeeeeeee Rollins)
6. Randy Wittman (White boy who could shoot. "Whittman from the corner.... BULLSEYE!)
7. Bob Pettit (Got to the NBA championship, scored alot of points. Thats about all I know.)
8. Mookie Blaylock (Smokes the ganja, gets alot of steals, shot too many damn threes.)
9. Isaiah Rider (Many didn't like him but he was a good player. Also liked to smoke the ganja.)
10. Josh Smith & Spud Webb (Young and the old guard for ATL in the slam contest. Come to think about it, the dunk contest is about the only thing the Hawks have ever won.)

Honorable Mention: The black dude in the starter jacket who used to come to every game with a tamborine and bang it all game. I wonder whatever became of him.

So lets see... I've typed a bunch of worthless shite that no one cares about but me. How rude. Perhaps I should give anyone who ventured this far a reward. Here's my favorite little poker tart in the buff. (NSFW). TTFN kiddies.

10 People I Hate Part Deux

1. Bill O'Reilly
2. Steve Spurrier
3. Colin Quinn
4. Jim Belushi
5. John Ashcroft
6. Ralph Reed
7. Pat Robertson
8. 50 Cent
9. Condoleeza Rice
10. Dick Morris

Yeah, I have been relocated to a high traffic area at work so I can't post with the reckless abandon of my glory days. I'm going to play basketball tonight. I'm going to see some strippers lick each other this weekend. Now I'm going to eat a taco or three. Adios amigos.

creative spark

Sights, sounds, sensations
Blending together
A potion of perception
Do we consume it
Or does it consume us
Drowning in its murky depths
A whirlpool of all things
Yet nothing
Merely shadows cast
By our minds

"Who is, gonna catch me when I fall or even care to
While you thinkin I see you lost up in my rearview
Half you, is down with them Outlawz
Outcast, left far, I'm through like southpaws
But still we keep mashin til our dreams come through
Starin at the world through my rearview" - Tupac

Ten Tantalizing Tidbits

1. Read this. Agree or disagree, the man raises some great points. You also get a glimpse of the type of crap Ann Coulter says that make me wish she would perish in a painful manner.

2. Want a tournament upset? Take N.C. State over Charlotte. Only a 10 seed over a 7 you say? Alright, take N. Iowa over Wisconsin as well. (Complete picks to come later).

3. Oh yeah, Duke ain't making the Final 4 either, bank on it.

4. So you like to read? Want to know more about why things happen and how the world works? Why shit always seems to fall apart? Here are some books for you- 1. 2. 3.

5. Kids.... don't smoke.

6. Are you a guy? Did you used to fantasize about doing all sorts of things to Britney Spears? Stop lying. Unfortunately she has become a used-up piece of white-trash. Don't believe me? Check it out here. (The funniest stuff is at the bottom of the page).

7. Robot: Well, this is going to take a long time, so you may want to get some snacks.
Frylock: No, no, that's all right. I think I can wait for it.
Shake: Well, I'M going to get food.
Robot: THOUSANDS OF YEARS AGO, before the dawn of man as we knew him, there was Sir Santa of Claus, an ape-like creature making crude and pointless toys out of dinobones and his own waste, hurling them at chimp-like creatures with crinkled hands regardless of how they behaved the previous year. These so-called "toys" were buried as witches, and defecated upon, and hurled at predators when wakened by the searing grunts of children. It wasn't a holly jolly Christmas that year. For many were killed.
Frylock: Well, that still doesn't tell me why you...
Robot: I'm not finished. YOU should have gotten a snack. A war-like race of elves from the Red Planet landed on the ice-encased Earth, and they were immediately enslaved by the unevolved Santa Ape to make his confused toys using galactic elfin technology. Toys were made into recognizable shapes and given names like "train, " but these toys were also thrown at predators and defecated upon because they were so stupid. Christmas still sucked, in a big way.
Meatwad: Boy, this IS a long story. Maybe I WILL get something to eat.
Carl: Yeah, I think I'm gonna get drunk while I listen. (courtesy Aqua Teen Hunger Force).

8. Hmmm... so if Afghanastan was Eurasia, and Iraq is Eastasia, what is Iran gonna be?

9. There definitely is a God. And HE loves us.

10.But what ... is it good for?
- Engineer at the Advanced Computing Systems Division of IBM, 1968, commenting on the microchip.

Poker Corner

There are few things I enjoy more than playing a little Party Poker while watching the WPT tour on travel channel. Last night was an exceptional final table that had Doyle Brunson come from a 3-1 chip deficit and whoop Lee Watkinson's ass. Of course, from the hands they showed it appeared that Watkinson was cold decked while Doyle was getting good hands, but it was an impressive showing nonetheless. While this was going on I was putting on an impressive display of my own, winning first place in 3 out of 4 cash tournaments I entered. Unfortunately I only requested one hand history, but lets examine some of my hands.

** Dealing down cards **Dealt to cantseefade [ Ac, 9s ]
Magione folds.
cantseefade folds.

This was the first hand of the game. It used to be that I would try to limp in, or even raise with this hand. Now I try to ease back for a minute and see who the maniacs and who the rocks are. Note that this fold was from early position, I may have got a bit more rowdy from later position.

** Dealing down cards **Dealt to cantseefade [ Kh, Kd ]

This is the second hand of the game, I attempt to limp from early position, hoping for a raise because I'm sneaky like that.

cantseefade calls (15)
cliffwilliam calls (15)
bluechar calls (15)
CajunPlayboy folds.
RockinROBT folds.
kkpb7576 folds.
MasterTrav calls (15)
dejamike folds.
HALFRUNNER calls (5)
Magione checks.

Doh!!! No raises. Please be a nice looking board.

** Dealing Flop ** : [ 9d, 2h, 6d ]

Cool. Not real frigtened of this although there could be some people on draws now.

HALFRUNNER checks.
Magione checks.
cantseefade checks.
cliffwilliam bets (20)
bluechar folds.
MasterTrav raises (150) to 150
HALFRUNNER folds.
Magione folds.
cantseefade calls (150)
cliffwilliam calls (130)

I went with the check-raise smooth call here because I'm not entirely sure where I'm at. I thought about pushing all-in here but I figure I can still lay my hand down if something really bad happens, i.e: board pairs nines, ace falls, etc.

** Dealing Turn ** : [ 7d ]
cantseefade checks.
cliffwilliam bets (200)
MasterTrav calls (200)
cantseefade calls (200)

Can't say I wanted to see that card. Somebody likely has a flush. They didn't make it very expensive for me to see the river though, and I do have the Kd- I'll put in 200 more......

** Dealing River ** : [ Ad ]

Tonk Biatch!!!!- I think I'll go all-in with my nut flush (although a str8 flush was possible) here. cantseefade bets (435)
cantseefade is all-In.
cliffwilliam calls (435)cliffwilliam is all-In.
MasterTrav folds.

Needless to say I won the pot... our buddy had cliff had 8,Q of diamonds. He shoulda pushed on the turn although I might have called anyway. I clearly misplayed this hand on every street, but my errors got me paid off even more. I'll take it.

I treaded water for awhile, staying out of trouble until this happened.....

Dealt to cantseefade [ Ad, Ah ]
MasterTrav folds.
dejamike raises (60) to 60
HALFRUNNER calls (60)
Magione folds.
cantseefade raises (200) to 200
bluechar folds.
CajunPlayboy folds.
RockinROBT folds.
kkpb7576 folds.
dejamike calls (140)
HALFRUNNER calls (140)

Hmmm... I got rockets and two people are betting into me and call my 5x big blind raise. Perhaps they haven't noticed that I've only played three hands so far. That a Y.P. for them.

** Dealing Flop ** : [ As, 7h, 2h ]

Nice. All the elements for slow-playing are not met as there is a heart draw out, but I still want to maximize my profits on this one. Maybe someone is playing the hammer against me?

dejamike checks.
HALFRUNNER checks.
cantseefade bets (125)
dejamike calls (125)
HALFRUNNER folds.

Well I got one sucker along for the ride... time to push all-in no matter what the next card is.

** Dealing Turn ** : [ Jc ]

dejamike bets (540)dejamike is all-In.
cantseefade calls (540)

Hmmm... he does it first. Does he have Aces and Jacks?

** Dealing River ** : [ Js ]
Creating Main Pot with $1975 with dejamike
dejamike balance 0, lost 865 [ Kd 7d ] [ two pairs, jacks and sevens -- As,Jc,Js,7d,7h ]
cantseefade balance 2820, bet 865, collected 1975, net +1110 [ Ad Ah ] [ a full house, Aces full of jacks -- Ad,Ah,As,Jc,Js ]

Nope, he cold-called a my pre-flop raise with K7, and pushed all-in with a pair of 7's with two overcards on the board. It's like fighting a tank with a pea-shooter. Forget what I said earlier, I love Party Poker.......

Summary----------Played on : 09 March 2005 05:12 PMOn Table : Table 11743Game Type : Texas HoldemBuy-In : $30Fee : $3
You finished in position 1
1st place - cantseefade - $150
2nd place - MasterTrav - $90
3rd place - HALFRUNNER - $60

"A freakin 12-gauge, whaddya think?!"

Songs that I should hate but don't:
1. Lifestyles of the rich and famous- Good Charlotte
2. Pieces of Me- Ashlee Simpson

The midgard serpent awoke me from my slumber late one night. I told that bitch to chill but she wouldn't listen. I knew if I was gonna get up somebody was in for a chin checking. The noise continued so I dealt with the hoe. Next morning, while in the cafe Loki comes up to me talking shit about why I beat up his son. "I told that bitch to settle down but she didn't hear so good, you want some too?", I calmly replied. Fortunately for him he did not, so I settled back down to my coffee and toast. Then I heard a low whining noise from the booth next to me. I ignored it for a couple of minutes, but after it continued I turned around to determine who was annoying me now. It was that muthafucking yeti and he was wearing an I-pod and singing an undetermined boy band song to himself. I threw my fucking coffee on him and exited the cafe without paying. You have to let muthafuckers know not to test you. The world aint nothing but a giant cellblock. And I want my cornbread.

sucker

Didn't I lose a hand just like this a while ago... yep. Payback's a bitch. And yes, I did go on to win this tourney.

***** Hand History for Game 1679767912 *****15/30 TourneyTexasHTGameTable (NL) (Tournament 10067658) - Thu Mar 03 18:37:29 EST 2005Table Step 1 983432 (Real Money)

Dealing down cards **Dealt to cantseefade [ Qd, Td ]
Alcalde folds.
BannorBG raises (30) to 30
ArchonEngine folds.
searay330 folds.
studd7card folds.
Colakid folds.
Lost_Larry folds.
Icequeen calls (30)
cantseefade calls (20)
timbomojo calls (15)
** Dealing Flop ** : [ 8h, 9h, Jd ]
cantseefade bets (200)
timbomojo calls (200)
BannorBG folds.
Icequeen folds.
** Dealing Turn ** : [ 3c ]
cantseefade bets (700)
timbomojo calls (645)timbomojo is all-In.
** Dealing River ** : [ 7c ]
Creating Main Pot with $1810 with timbomojo**
Summary **Main Pot: 1810 Side Pot 1: 55Board: [ 8h 9h Jd 3c 7c ]
cantseefade balance 2190, bet 930, collected 1865, net +935 [ Qd Td ] [ a straight, eight to queen -- Qd,Jd,Td,9h,8h ]timbomojo balance 0, lost 875 [ Tc Jc ] [ a straight, seven to jack -- Jc,Tc,9h,8h,7c ]

Alright, Alright, Alright

Its Friday.

Party Poker lowered their blinds and raised their limits on games. Advantage: Me

Katie Holmes broke off her engagement and is back on the market.

I got a pocket full of money and I got the job I applied for this week.

Life is good.

"I was thinking Hobbes...", "On the weekend?" ".... it wasn't on purpose." - Calvin and Hobbes

Dedicated to BTK*

Outside the maelstrom howled.
Branches shattered and were flung to the ground.
Others shook in rabid cycles, marionettes of nature.
Huge droplets of life buzzed through the air like locusts.
The sky was a sea of churning grey.
Inside the tv bathed the room in its soft glow.
Hot, stale air seeped from the vents in the wall.
Carrying along the aroma of hot broth which lingered in the air.
From inside the box of wires and tubes.
Came soothing voices that numbed the whirling thoughts.
And the darkness was deep and complete.

He's pretty cute
Thought the girl at the bar.
She smiled at him, and he returned the favor.
A crooked grin below sapphire eyes.
They gleamed, as if burning with fever.
Crisp clothes, silky hair, witty banter.
Offers were made.
And accepted.
Screams bouncing from the soundproofed walls.
Once he began the world melted away.
And all would be bright and hot and crimson.
On this plane HE was God.
A God of Chaos and random.
Death was his gift to give.
It was the only escape.
He only hoped his eyes would not betray his true mind.
Until it was too late.


*And I hope he gets the chair.
**And no, I'm not a psycho.
***I don't think so, at least.

Blah Blah Blah

"I'm the greatest muthafucker you've ever met in your life"- Overheard from a man asking for change from drive-thru patrons at a Burger King

Random fact: In poker you cannot make a straight without having either a 5 or a 10 in your hand.

Labels, Measures, Scores, Tags, Numbers, Words even. All are essentially meaningless when broken down. They are mere representations of human ideas that help us understand the world around us.

Michael Jackson is actually the resurrected corpse of Ramses III. His nose rotting off, skin turning pale, and child molestation are all consistent with this. It is unknown how Ramses learned the moonwalk but it is believed to have been taught to him by aliens.

Anyone who has ever uttered the phrase "cool beans", or "fantabulous", will either: A. Die of a flesh-eating disease, B. Have a retarded child, or C. Be maimed by a wild animal.

Sarah Jessica-Parker is not attractive. She is too skinny and wrinkly. The only truly "hot" girl on that show was the dark-haired one and she could use some bigger tits.

What is with these shows with a fat, lower middle class balding guy and a hot wife? Whatever happened to legitimate sitcoms on television that don't involve cartoons. Somebody shoot Jim Belushi. Please. I'll pay you. Really.

Old people should have mandatory drivers tests every five years from 65 on till 75 where they should have them every 2 years. Its just common sense.

Now this is just fucked up.

As is this.... but yummm.

"I wouldn't want him living on my street, that boy looks crazy like an axe murderer"- said about me by Kevin Willis circa 1989..... Over and out.

Myths Dispelled

Knowledge is Power right? Who doesn't like to become more powerful? Read and Learn as your omnipotent narrator dispels some myths for you.

1. No one cares about what happened to you at work today

People love to talk about the mundane events that happened to them during their day. Guess what? No one cares. Now if something really noteworthy happens like your boss slapping his secretary or getting caught downloading kiddy porn, that may be a topic of discussion. But if it is just the normal day to day crap, do everyone a favor and keep it to yourself.

2. You are fat because you eat too much food, not because of any other reason

Fat people are always fat for a reason- genetics, big-bones, Dr. Phil won't call them back, etc... This is all bullshit. The reason they are fat is because they eat too much fucking food and are too lazy to work it off by exercising. The truth of this can be proven by the fact that when these lard-asses get their stomachs stapled to where they can't stuff their faces like they used to without getting sick, they lose the weight. You wanna be thin? Eat less and exercise more, its pretty simple. Either that or get your stomach size reduced if you are too lazy.

3. Your singing sucks, no one wants to hear it, please shut your mouth

You ever watch American Idol? Most of those people can sing fairly well, and I still don't like to hear them. So why would I want to hear your annoying voice? Save it for the shower or when you are driving alone chachi.

4. Your dog is annoying and people wish it would go away

The relationship an owner forms with his/her dog is a complex and unique one. It is much like having a child- you coddle and speak in baby gibberish to a creature who's sole purpose is to eat, slobber, and shit. And guess what? Other people don't like your dog. Why would they? It either doesn't like them or attempts to jump up on them and slobber everywhere. Oh yeah, it also stinks.

5. It is impossible to change anyone's mind about religion

This one I can speak on from lots of experience. To me, all religion is essentially mythology along the same way that all other debunked religions of the past were. Did people really live to be 500 years old? Did "God" really do Job like that just because of a bet he had with Satan? Answer: No. Its all bullshit, but you know what, Christians, Muslims, Jews, etc.. all believe in their books and aren't goin to be swayed by reasonable thought. Hey, I can hardly blame them, if I'm wrong, I'm going to Hell, if they are wrong, they are merely stupid.

6. Your kid is crying/acting a fool in a restaurant- guess what, everybody hates you and it

So you got knocked up, huh. Sucks for you. What you have in store for you is a few years of Hell putting up with a crazy little creature who will scream and cry as it is too ignorant to communicate any other way. After it learns a little, it will attempt to disobey everything you say and will scream and cry if it doesn't get its way. Unfortunately, all of this is a Y.P. (your problem). When you take this little beast into a restaurant or movie theatre, it becomes a problem for everyone. While you may still love your offspring for acting this way, others don't. Be a good parent and stay at home or hire a babysitter. Keep your whiny child away from enclosed public places and if it does act up, take it outside immediately. No one else wants to, or should be forced to deal with it.