Thursday, October 21, 2004
A few minutes ago I sent The Father the following e-mail:
Father:My stepbrother believes the world owes him something. He also feels he can "take anyone on", in anything, even though he spends his time playing video games for endless hours instead of doing anything constructive with his life. He honestly thinks he can protect the house if one of his old drug buddies comes around. He said as much on his weblog. I wish I had a motor vehicle I could drive down with to give him the verbal and physical beatings he deserves.
I am somewhat ambivalent about writing about this, but I eventually decided I would rather be safe than sorry. I mentioned over the phone Jeremy's pathetic friend Wade told me about Jeremy's weblog, and that I read it on occasion. I knew he was in town a few weeks ago, but of course made no effort and had no desire to contact him.
It would appear someone Jeremy referred to as a "business associate" from Austin had Jeremy contact other supposed businessmen they knew in the Houston area about a third entrepreneur who was coming to forcefully (that is, with a 9mm) collect payments from these businessmen. This unsavory character called Jeremy first and threatened him. He then found out where the other people were, drove down from Austin, and, according to Jeremy, 'fucked them up'.
Jeremy, of course, spoke grandiosely of the incident, saying such intelligent things as, 'he knows not to mess with me' and 'he doesn't know where I live'. Frankly, Father, Jeremy doesn't intimidate me, and I don't carry a gun around.
You and Terri do or don't do whatever you like with this news. As for me, I'm just glad I'm not living in that house. You don't need this kind of crap in your lives, and Jeremy has no right bringing it. Maybe this guy won't come knocking, but if he doesn't, it could be someone else later. I'm telling you I heard someone might show up with a gun in your neighborhood because I love you and do not want any of you to get hurt as a result of Jeremy's stupidity. If I was there, I'd kick his ass.
Did you watch the Cardinals/Astros game? It was good.
These aren't harmless marijuana users he deals with; he has no business bringing hardcore drama into my siblings' lives. It's bad enough they've been stuck with The Wicked Stepmother, but now they must also apparently contend with The Druggie Stepbrother who can get them killed. If he doesn't care about himself, then fine, but when it affects other people, he had damn well better act like a man instead of the little pussy (sorry, Elliott) he is.
[Lauree Frances Keith concluded this diatribe at 8:38 PM]