Visual confirmation on Spawn of Satan.  The fuck-head and his two friends were playing with a toy gun that fires plastic pellets at things you aim at.  I kept hearing this ping out of my window, thought I would investigate.  Decided to go and work on my boat.  Two males and a female (teenage-ish) were trying to be 'cool'.  I glared at them like the cranky old woman that I am, and went to work on my boat.  The two guys thought that I wasn't seeing them ducking and aiming at me.  I was thinking 'go a head, give me an excuse to call the police'.  Then my thoughts wandered to going to the trial, the judge asking for proof that they were a menace, me providing this journal with the sufficient documentation of my battle with the SoS.  It was quite apparent that the two boys were just getting into girls, and vying for her attention.  I had it with those fuckers, and decided to go for a motorcycle ride.  I made sure that when I started the bike, I gave it some good few revs and glared in their direction.  Is it unhealthy to such a fucking dislike for someone else?  Couldn't he have given in to my wishes and fallen into a well somewhere?