Bad Nick Goes Flying

 Posted by at 12:02 am  Nick's Blog
Aug 162015
 

Readers keep asking me what happened to Bad Nick, and if I’ll be posting any more to the Bad Nick Blog. I enjoyed doing it and I miss being able to spout off about all kinds of things that Miss Terry tells me I can’t talk about in the Gypsy Journal or this blog. But I have a confession to make. I’m a whore.



As much as I enjoy visiting all of you every morning (or whenever you happen to log on), and as much fun as we have here, when it comes right down to it, I do it for the money. I am not retired. My job is to write things that people will enjoy reading, and when you buy one of my books, or subscribe to the paper, or click on one of the ad links here, it’s my payday. And for the time it takes me to write and make a blog post, which I may make $15 or $20 in ad commissions from, I can write a chapter in a book that makes a lot more money and sells for a long time. But eventually I suspect we’ll hear from Bad Nick again. I miss the obnoxious guy.

However, I’m happy to report that there was a Bad Nick sighting on the kite field at Long Beach yesterday. If you’ve been reading me for very long, you probably know that I love well mannered dogs. But I have little patience for undisciplined mutts or their clod owners who are too dumb or too lazy to make their animals behave.

We were at the beach setting our Revolution kites up to do some flying yesterday afternoon and a couple came by with a dog that barked and barked nonstop at anything and everything. They stopped right behind me and stayed there for a long time as the dog barked incessantly.

One of the experienced Rev flyers came over to ask me how long we had been flying and to talk to me about joining the American Kitefliers Association, and I could hardly hear him for the noisy dog. I moved away a little bit and they moved near me again, the dog still barking. I finally turned to it and said “Shut up!” Both the dog and its owners ignored me. Another Rev flier came over to give me some tips and the dog still barked, while its owners just stood there

Finally I surrendered the field to Bad Nick, and he asked the woman, “How long have you been hearing impaired?”

“What do you mean?” She asked.

“Hearing impaired. Deaf. Handicapped.”

“I’m not deaf,” she said.

“Oh, then you’re just really rude and don’t give a damn that your dog is driving everybody around you nuts with its barking. I get it. Sorry. My mistake.”

She suggested I do something that I’m far too moral and not nearly limber enough to do, but they did leave, and the beach was a lot quieter. So score one for Bad Nick.

The kite festival starts Monday, but they are starting to get things set up already, and there were a few giant kites in the air yesterday.

Kites in the air small

They were getting this big boy set up near us.

Inflating big kite small

And here it is in the air. The tail alone is a hundred feet long and it was anchored to a car to keep it in place.

Big Kite small

And this is just the start. In just a few days the kites will outnumber the seagulls at Long Beach. And hopefully they will outnumber the yappy dogs, too.



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  8 Responses to “Bad Nick Goes Flying”

  1. Regarding your quote of the day, I guess yesterday wasn’t one of your greatest accomplishments. I would have loved to have heard that exchange between you and the dog owner.

  2. You are so right about the yappy dogs. We also don’t like the dogs that are not on a leash in campgrounds. Just this morning during our walk (on the pavement driveways) a very large dog made a bee line for us. He came out of his campsite and was barking and growling. We stopped dead still and some one from the campsite came over and grabbed his collar so we could walk away. We are not afraid of dogs but definitely do not like dogs to accost us. Since we don’t know the dog and he/she doesn’t know us, there is the very real possibility of being bitten. So please dog owners, be aware you know your dog but we don’t know the dog nor does the dog know us. Be courteous and have your dog on a leash and under control.

  3. If there is one thing that really gets on my nerves is a dog that continually barks and owners that don’t have the brains to stop it. Makes you want to put a shock collar on the owners and the trigger switch on the barking dog. Bet they’d shut it up pretty quick. Three cheers for Bad Nick!
    Be safe and Enjoy!

    It’s about time.

  4. Hurray for Bad Nick. Those folks are either clueless or as you said just plain rude. Yappers, both canine and in some cases human get on my nerves.

  5. You definately scored a BIG atta-boy on that one Nick. Sometimes it is unbelievable how ignorant and rude some people can be. Thoroghly enjoy your blog and the Journal.

  6. There’s nothing worse than someone leaving a yapping dog in their coach. You wonder if it it’s hurt or something. When you say something to the owners they don’t even care.

  7. Well, we do live among those who feel entitled somehow…guess that one thought Elizabeth died and made her Queen?? Heh…something else!! Glad they left!!

  8. You know I am back living in a sticks house (no bricks here, hehehe). My neighbors have three dogs that they keep tied up outside. Those dogs bark all the time. I get so tired of it. Sometimes I holler “Shut up!” but I really don’t want to say anything to the people, because they help me and Jim around our house so much. I guess it is the price of having such good help so close. But really? I wish those dogs would Shut the “F” up!

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