[Moses]

I live on a dead-end street that feeds into another dead-end street. Small neighborhood. Everybody knows everybody. Most of the neighbors are real friendly, they stop to chat if they are out watching the kids or walking the dog. Two of the men are just plain rude, grumpy a-holes. No greeting is offered, no wave returned. I absolutely kill these pricks with kindness. I wave, smile, shout hello as I drive by. It makes them want to crawl into a hole.

My son has figured out the game. While taking my son and his friend to baseball practice, my son told his friend, "Watch my dad make Mr. Newlin wave!". The other kid replied, "Newlin? NO WAY!" As we passed Mr. Newlin, I rolled my window down, slowed to a crawl and yelled, "Hey, Bob! How ya doin'?" I got my wave... I'm sure the bastard thinks I'm nuts.