This is the breakdown of items stolen from vehicles–they actually print it like this.  Apparently, someone was hungry.

Larceny from Auto
Stereo: 4; Tire: 1; Wallet: 2; TV: 1; Phone: 3; GPS: 11; Sunglasses: 3; Cash: $35; Golf clubs: 7; Purse: 1; Tag: 2; Computer: 3; Chicken tender: 1; Wallet: 2; mp3: 2; Briefcase: 1

Is it possible the Inner Harbor fox has made its way west to Ridgely’s? Alert the authorities!

And who’s the idiot who left their police car UNLOCKED? Or better yet–who’s the idiot who stole FROM a police car?

1300 block Patapsco St., Tuesday, Jan. 17, 9:30 p.m.: A police tactical vest, ballistic vest, police radio, flashlight, two magazines loaded with .40 caliber ammunition, a knife, handcuffs and handcuff key were stolen from a parked car.

Man, I LOVE this stuff!

And I don’t think it’s me.

Lately, there has been an influx of non residents flooding the neighborhood.  And I’m not talking about the daily parking violators who work at the hospital/meth clinic/etc. 

I’m talking about the people in cars who drive recklessly fast down our narrow streets, narrowly missing our parked cars in order to take a ‘short cut’, or to miss a light.  I’m talking about the people who take our precious parking–and are incapable of either a. fitting into a spot, thereby taking two, or b. are incapable of parallel parking–thereby leaving their car approximately 2ft from the curb–narrowing the streets even more–all because they are headed to a concert at Cuppa Joe or to the Wistro, or Camden Pub.

This behavior is exhibited most on the narrowest of streets–Dover, Penn, and Fremont.   These streets are barely passable most days, but when someone isn’t parked well–it can be a recipe for disaster. And the Brain and I have seen our share of peoples cars who have been clipped by drive bys, had their sideview mirrors torn off, and who have experienced damage caused by someone else.

The same people who aren’t familiar with our streets speed through them without care re: the lives and safety of the residents who live and walk on these streets.  Especially since the majority of people in the ‘hood have the inability to use sidewalks–and tend to walk down the middle of the street. 

How long until someone is hit and seriously hurt and/or killed due to the recklessness of these individuals?

Thank you SOO much for your kind and awesome comment on my post, ‘we aren’t the only one with problems’.  It’s so nice to see that someone other than me (and the Brain) have issues with parking in the neighborhood.

Technically, (and yes, this is a verifiable item) Ridgely’s Delight falls under the stadium area enforcement zone–which means that, like Otterbien, we should be marked as a zero hour parking neighborhood.  However, as it was told to me, the wrong signs were installed, and it’s ‘too expensive’ to replace them with the correct ones. Besides, it would be met with nothing but opposition by the so called ‘elected’ board members who are supossed to represent all residents–but really don’t give a crap about anyone but their own personal agendas.

I am in total agreement with you re: the abuse of Ridgelys parking permits by non-residents.  I see the same abusers daily parking using either a decal and/or visitor permit–they show up at 7-8am–walk to their job at UMMC or at the meth clinic at Penn/Pratt–and then leave at 5pm.  Coincidence? I think not–especially when they are wearing scrubs and carrying lunch bags. Which means that residents of our own neighborhood are ABUSING the parking priveliges themselves–by obtaining parking permits for their friends/coworkers illegally.  Has anyone else noticed an influx of REALLY nice cars into the ’hood lately–especially during work hours?  

The entire residential parking program needs to be overhauled.  You’re right–visitor permits are stupid and should be abolished.  That is the most  flagrant abuse of the system.  There is MORE than enough public parking available on meters and garages for anyone who is hosting guests to find parking. And employees should be using the UMMC and UMB provided parking garages. 

 The two hour parking rules are not enforced with enough regularity to make a difference–what’s one occasional ticket every couple of months?   That’s alot of cheap parking! And besides, you should see the meth clinic employees scatter like rats when a parking enforcement car is in the neighborhood.

Calling 311 to report abuse is not working.  Contacting someone at the parking authority directly (Gail Desche) didn’t work, either.  They don’t care–but the city also complains about the deficit in the budget–but there is a ton of money that could be generated by merely enforcing residential parking.

I would like to see Baltimore adopt the Philly model of parking enforcement.  Every morning, a parking enforcement agent is dropped off in a zone–and for eight hours–they do nothing else but ENFORCE the parking in that assigned zone.  They are on foot–not like the fat and lazy chevy cobalt drivers out there now who merely circle a ‘hood but never actually get out of the car.  They would be trained on how to interpret the signs so that the maximum revenue is generated per ticket (ie: stadium event, tow away zone, etc).

It’s the bureaucratic crap like this (by both the neighborhood AND the city of Baltimore) that are driving residents out into the suburbs–where parking is plentiful and where meth treatment clinics are required to be 750 feet away from residential areas.

Guess what Ridgely’s—as more of us leave–the problems will continue to get worse. And you have noone to blame but yourselves.

Unless you plan on my taking it.

I hadn’t planned on making any resolutions this year…because, lets face it–they usually fall to the wayside within two weeks–and are a waste of time anyways.

But when I logged in today to write about my lack of desire to have a resolution, I had this anonymous comment waiting on me ,

“Here’s wishing you a brighter, happier New Year!  One in which you aren’t so negative about a neighborhood you choose to live in.  I truly hope you can learn to see more light and less darkness.”

Although I appreciate the happy new year wishes, I’m bristling at the implication that I am dark. I’m not dark–I’m just bitchy.

And believe me, both the Brain and I are looking forward to the day we move OUT of Ridgelys–because, frankly, we are tired of dealing with meth addicts, dog poop, rude employees, and a community board that only works for the entitled homeowners of the ‘hood and worries more about community cleanups than about fixing the real issues.

Here’s hoping in 2012 doesn’t suck as much as 2011–but two days in and I’m ready for it to be over already.