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Hi, my name is Randy Hill and I am just one of thousands of people around the world, tired and frustrated with the lack of consideration that is displayed by a growing "demographic" that I call, "the great unwashed and ill-mannered." People who can't seem to get outside their little world long enough to see the stress that they create on the rest of the population.

I've created this blog and online store as an outlet for this pent-up frustration...and also to have a little devious fun while I'm at it!

Have fun and keep it down while you're in here. Thanks.

[When Randy isn't whining about noisy and rude people, he dreams up designs in his studio at Hill Design Studios. A native Texan, Randy resides in the wilds of the Pacific Northwest with his wife Dawn and four cats]

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Grandma Rage

By Randy | July 11, 2007

I was on my way into work this morning and came to a place on the street that changes from two lanes to one lane. It’s your last chance to beat all the slower traffic.

I revved up my car and went for it. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a red car racing me for the same destination. There was no way to beat this car so I willingly fell back behind them. As the car passed me, I looked a little closer and saw an 80+ year-old woman driving the car.

You just never know, do you?

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