
It took me a second to process what he said, but then my brain figured out that the meth addict looking Idaho asshole driving his shitbox ’92 maroon Toyota Corolla was leaning out his window yelling, “GO HOME!” as he passed me going the opposite direction when I pulled onto my parent’s street. It caught me by surprise as I was simply driving home after grabbing a mocha for me and a latte for my mom… which I know she won’t drink. It pissed me off. It upset me to the point where I flipped a bitch with the intention of catching up to the self-absorbed and small minded dickhead at the traffic light to inquire about his thoughts on hometowns, state pride, and what the words “One Nation” in our country’s Pledge of Allegiance means to him. Well, that and if he knew I was raised here in the city of Boise which fostered a deep love for the mountains, wildlife, and wilderness in me from the vast amount of time I’ve spent in them… and that I’m only here visiting because my mom is currently laying in a hospital bed in her bedroom dying from cancer. Fuck you… you fucking fuck… who can’t even grow a proper beard…!

Luckily, he wasn’t at the light when I got to it, which meant I didn’t have to figure out what it was I was actually gonna do when I got there! To be clear… I wasn’t looking for a fight… I’m not a fighter… I’m like three feet tall! I mean, I have no problem with scrappin’ if circumstances lead to it and it’s justified, but I generally don’t like the feeling of getting punched in the face and I don’t believe there are really that many circumstances that justify escalating to the point of violence. I may have been 100% comfortable with the possibility of confrontation at the time, but I’m glad it didn’t happen. No… instead I used this individual’s last three brain cell’s reaction to the color of my license plate (on my cute little Jeep) as an exercise in prioritizing what is important in my life, what is the immediate need, and who are the people… and types of people… I wanna surround myself with as I keep marching on day after day.
Yup, this douchebag might’ve put me in a foul mood and made me lose a tiny bit of faith in humanity (and reinforced why I live in the woods of Vermont!), but he’s just one person… whom I will most likely never see again… and I’m ok with that.
With that being said… below was gonna be my post yesterday morning. It was kinda nice for me to see that I could come up with a whole bunch of people who I care about a million times more than the inbred who screamed out his window at a license plate.
Widower Notes n Thoughts:
Dear Mom, Kateri, Dad, Dina, Tommy, Josh, Jacob, Addison Rose, Sadie, Amanda, Matty, Les, Keith & Michelle, Maria, Pookie, Pocker, Cassie, Trilla, Moose, Jeanette, Amelia, Cisco, Chichi, Mary Ann, Todd, Tony, Scotty (The Hottie), MPH, Jake, Kristen, Sarah, Eric, Teri, Diane, Jay, Jason, Greg, Luna, Amanda, Casey, Raph, Mike, Michael, Justin, Juice (sorry I haven’t called!), Lea Jae, Becky, Cindy, Cristina, Jeff, Jeff, Jessica, Kate, Phil, Phillip, Philip, Mark, Sue, Other Mark, Other Sue, Sandra, Bill, Shannon, Tamzen, Hannah, Gen & Jake, Luke & Brady, Michelle, Tim, Carrie, Jeremy, John, Nick, John… and another John with an “H”, Ruslan, Margot (I’m so happy for you guys!), Will, Will (More Black Sabbath…!), Sarah, Jeanie, Keri, Mike, Franny, Gardner, Abby, Michelle, Cindy, Rosie (you can take the rest of the day off!), Davin, Lil’ Eric, Corey, Orrin, Ann, Cindy, Frank, Jaime, Jamie, Tara, Tara (pronounced Tara), Lucy (Little Lion Dog), Bridget, Maggie, Lauren, Nancy… and Nancy, Paul, Rob, Wilson, Tracy, Paulie, Charles, Kate, Will, Holly, Jenny, Wendy, Brad, Maura, Luanne, Carol, Dennis, Tom, Mike, Bob, Jim, John, Susan, Lucas, Greg, Didi, Sean, Angela, Angela & Sean (even though I haven’t met Sean!), Lisa, Uncle Ron (you’re an impressively strong man… fuck cancer), Kris, Rhonda, Sarah, Ian, Martha, Matt, Chad, Julie, Laurie, Laura, Chris, Gil, Leslie, Luke, MaryJane, Vickie (not Michelle’s alter-ego), Frank & Marnie (congrats on the new place!), Dan, Marc, Nadia, Andy, Brian, Nate, aaaaaaand Xander (even though you’re a dog and won’t be reading this),
Thank you.
Love,
Darren
ps… And to those who aren’t listed… I thank and send ya some love, too.
15 thoughts on “He yelled, “GO HOME!”…”
Rhonda lee
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Lauren
A great post. You are correct that the love in your life, far outways the crazies out there. Prayers for your mom and your strength as you support her.
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Darren Lidstrom
It was a nice exercise in aligning priorities!
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Maggie
Oh, Darren! Small minded people who wave their judgement like a flag! They are tiring. I am glad it got your heart pumping but I am also glad he disappeared into whatever hole he crawled out of. You are so much better than that. I think about you and your mom and your family every day. These are the tough days and just one foot in front of the other is an accomplishment. I was touched by your love filled list of names. Friendship has a million faces. Take each day as it comes, my friend.
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Darren Lidstrom
Thanks Maggie. Ya… it’s one of the few posts that I’ve had to “update” so that I could add a few more names!
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Maggie
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jennasnanny04
Hey Darren,
As a former Jersey Girl where anger and road rage are quite inbred, I hear ya and totally understand!! Nice job expressing!! Lol.
And just sayin….saying…. guy was either doped up, drunk or born in NJ!!
Hugs,
Nancy
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Darren Lidstrom
Thanks Nancy. If you would’ve been in the car that guy wouldn’t have stood a chance!
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jennasnanny04
I probably would’ve gotten us both shot at ! Sounds like he probably had a rifle rack hanging somewhere! Lol….
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Darren Lidstrom
Ya… he looked super classy! Nothing makes you look tougher than a gun rack in the rear window of a shitty sedan!
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Elizabeth
I am surprised he had ever even heard of Vermont! I wonder if he would have yelled at a New Hampshire plate with “live free or die?” LOL Well done coming up with that list of people who you love. Many more than the idiot has in his life I am sure.
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Darren Lidstrom
Well… I’m not giving him the benefit of the doubt that he could actually read! I’m pretty sure he just saw green… recognized it wasn’t Idaho… and his small minded instincts took over!
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Elizabeth
Perfect!
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Maria
I think you saw Red right after he saw Green! ❤️
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Darren Lidstrom
You’ve got that right Maria! ❤️
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