Stroll Along

For anyone who missed it, Ypsidixit carries a Treetownerrific posting from an A2 parents’ message board. Ypsidixit doesn’t let you link to individual entries (ah, nostalgia for our own Diaryland days) but it can be summarized thus: an Ann Arbor parent has decided to sell a Jeep Liberty Urban Terrain stroller because it doesn’t have the canopy MP3-playing feature.

23 Responses to “Stroll Along”


  1. AAIO,
    I think that little anecdote just summed up everything you have been trying to say about Ann Arbor.


  2. Ann Arbor: Bo Bo Hell it is.


  3. Does it come with all-terrain tires?


  4. Personally, I applaud this decision. If you’ve already made the decision to buy a Jeep Liberty Urban Terrain Stroller, you better get the biggest, baddest honkin’ Jeep Liberty Urban Terrain Stroller there is…or just get a stroller.


  5. Day ain’t nothin wrong wit listening to yo e-40 and yo easy-e while yo pushin yo girlfriends baby around.


  6. ban strollers on the public right of way


  7. (blush) thanks AAIO. Yep, I wish I had the trackback feature, but as you know Diaryland doesn’t offer that and I’m too lazy to rewrite the whole blog and get a new domain, not that I know enough html to anyways. For the record, I have nothing against kids…love my sweet nephews…but one too many double-wide juggernaut strollers has self-importantly shouldered me off the sidewalk without deviating a micrometer from its sacrosanct path and I finally snapped and spewed forth that posting.


  8. What better time for children to learn that incourteous behavior will not be tolerated, even from their parents, by society at large? After all, these children need to see their parents called bourgoise pig-fuckers if they are ever to develop a rational sense of their place in the world. If that doesn’t work, keep a rolled magazine or collapsable umbrella with you, to whack at the meandering herds. It’s a technique that makes Art Fair speed by much more quickly.
    (And I have to remember to read Laura’s blog more often…)
    js


  9. See the stroller at:

    http://babystyle.com/common/dProductDetail.asp?SIND=1&PMId=11761&cmCL=srch-jeep

    Does Hummer make a stroller? If so, I better get that one for my baby! Otherwise the terrorists win.


  10. When I lived in Detroit a older Sikh man would stroll by every day with what must have been his grand-daughter in his arms.

    I miss him.


  11. thanks for the nice comment js. and thanks to all the folks who visited to read my small blog–I’m flattered.


  12. incidentally the parenting list has been mighty darn quiet since my & AAIO’s post went up (only one anemic little post in the past couple days)…so I wonder.


  13. No, the traffic on that list (of which I am a member) comes and goes. I don’t think they’re all intimidated to silence by your withering BoBo epithets. LOL


  14. I can’t imagine why someone who fancies himself so superior would give a rat’s ass what kind of stroller a woman you will never meet wants to buy. Now, some might think about it and decide that if one wanted to listen to music while pushing a baby, speakers in the canopy might be safer than donning headphones. Not you. Your mind was no doubt cluttered with thoughts of how you are going to get your parents to let you move back in while you try to find a job when you finally get your degree. I don’t understand, since you loathe Ann Arbor and aren’t a parent, where you would find the time to troll on a board called Arborparent. I would think you and yours would spend the majority of your time reading obscure but meaningful novels at non-franchise coffee shops. Let’s make this easy on everyone. Why don’t you make a list of all the child care products we are allowed to purchase whithout fear of ridicule and tell us where and when it is appropriate to use them. That way no one will be confused by the idea of free will and we can all live happily in accordance with your standards. Thanks.


  15. I buy Whole Foods fig preserves and Fromage D’Affinois, myself, so I’m hardly qualified to provide a list of approved products - renting and relative youth are probably the only things between me and total Bobo-dom. And any scenario in which I graduate soon is not on the top of my worries list, I regret to say.


  16. Deep breaths, Amy. In. Out. In. Out. And no potty mouth please–let’s set a good example for the next generation, shall we? (jeez louise, hope the Prozac’s handy).


  17. Umm…AAIO didn’t troll on the Arborparents board, Amy. Why dontcha Google up that hip Internet lingo and maybe write down the definition before mounting another inept attempt to use it.
    I for one am glad to see that the little ones are being raised by friendly people with a good sense of humor who are polite to strangers and who don’t take themselves too seriously.
    Lord have mercy.


  18. Amy…Amy…calm down, sugar. Try to wrap your brain, unriched by obscure novels read in non-franchise coffeeshops since you’re too busy baking vegetarian smore’s for the wee ones and wiping the resulting poop smears from your non-porchified sofa, around the prospect that your precious ones aren’t the axis of our worlds and we don’t particularly appreciate being shoved off the sidewalk by your ostentatious stroller while being forced to listen to what people like you think is hip music. It’s never too late for a hysterectomy, dear. Think it over.


  19. Mercy sakes. Amy is not a little rude here. Amy, this site is meant for fun, a good-natured poking at Ann Arbor. Perhaps you should lighten up a tad. And an apology to AAIO is in order for your crude and profane reply. Could you not have expressed your disagreement in a polite manner?


  20. What Laura said. This Amy chick is clueless.


  21. I don’t think I was crude or profane. Was it the use of the word ‘ass’ that upset you? I apologize. I understand that this blog is meant to just poke fun at Ann Arbor. Actually, I agree with a lot of the things you say here. But when someone posts something on a parenting board they don’t expect to be made fun of in several other forums online. It pissed me off to hear this very nice person express her humiliation to me in being made fun of publicly. I do apologize for my above rant, it was a little much. I must have cleaned one too many poop smears that day. But also, you guys seem to assume that because we have kids we are somehow lame or inferior. I don’t think my kid is the “axis” of the universe, I don’t sit around on Pottery Barn furniture listening to Yanni and reading crap romance novels, and I don’t push people off the sidewalk with my stroller. Just because I can’t hang out at The Elbow Room anymore doesn’t mean I am a huge dork. “Daughter of the Confederacy”, I am just curious, and this is a completely serious question, what kind of music do you think “people like me” listen to? You sounded just as angry and serious in your comment to me as I was in mine. Hysterectomy? I mean, come on, that is much more crude than anything I had to say. Maybe I should be sharing my Prozac supply with you?


  22. Meh. Either way, self-indulgence rules in the blogosphere. Especially in those blogs which use a hipper-than-thou acid tongue, blinding their like-minded square-frame-glasses-wearing audience with what seems to pass for wit nowadays.

    Oh, and how about putting full entries in your RSS feed? This town sucks enough already, and you want me to view your ugly-ass design to read more reasons why it sucks?


  23. I’ll take some prozac, if the offer is still open.