Casey Pelous

Dear me, in what manner of savage place have you found yourself??

Wait till they find out about these:



And once they've taken all that in, break this to 'em:

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Soen Eber

I suspect its one of those places where they need to put enormous metal pads on the ground underneath every structure, because the environment there which is so actively trying to kill them, also needs to be protected, as it is so precious and endangered. Priorities

And if they didn't everything would start to slowly sink...

Jura Shepherd

Haha, oh no, I'm not offshore (yet).

I'm talking to some people about that though. My mom thinks I'm insane, but honestly, the schedule makes more sense for me (3 on/3 off). It's also probably more pleasant than the treeless, incredibly windy, nothingness known as the Bakken. I'm all over that region. It's harsh. I hate it. I'll probably only be able to handle it for so long.

The term "rig" was confusing I guess. It's just what we call field vehicles. Mine is a stupidly huge suv that has been outfitted with all the crap I need ...and now it will have a kitchenette!

I'm also considering Norway, Iceland, and Greenland lol. What the fuck yo?

Shiloh Lyric

I was really looking forward to this 3-day weekend, and had a lot of plans to get things done. Unfortunately, some silly virus had a better idea and had me down and out. I pretty much lost all of yesterday and most of today.

At least I had Saturday, though.

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Soen Eber

Heavy rains from thunderstorms moving through last night (which thankfully dropped us from 90 to 75 today and 60 tomorrow - yay cool weather! so my visit to my brother got delayed by flashing stop lights within a 5 mile radius of my apartment. In the process I realized Memorial day was the official kickoff of the "We all forgot how to drive" season, myself included (I was mucking too much with my new GPS and when traffic hit a shockwave I almost rearended someone - fun fun as stuff flies all over.

So I get there and things are going pleasant, nice dinner - no complaints. I offered to leave a DVD with them and they said "No, we have to sort a lot of stuff for a yard sale". Mom told me earlier they were going to lose the house because he got gangrene in a toe and has been in and out of the hospital and has a visiting day nurse and he's lost another toe, and they can't manage the house anymore even though Mom has given them $37,000 to help with stuff and I've kicked in $500 in dribs and drabs. Cats helped keep things light and fun, though, and they both enjoyed the Jeeves and Wooster tapes I bought over.

On the way home I stop at McDonalds to leave a reply via the free wifi, and it never got posted. I probably closed the screen by mistake before posting. I accidentally blocked a Somali family from getting out of the right side of the car, but figured it out in time to back up and get a bunch of smiles back from them (the stern look of the father as I pulled in made me go "Huh? What? Me?"). That was good, but then it got me thinking about some of the things I'd done as a kid and the emotions flooded up. I was really, really, stupid and sometimes mean and selfish, and the final incident made me realize how easily I could have become something horrific if I had lived in a certain central European country in the late 30's and early 40's, which kind of broke me emotionally for a while, especially since my family has always had a strong identification with that place. The path I could have chosen still haunts me and brings the emotions up really fast sometimes, even when I'm kind the mental connections can get made if I'm in a certain state, like today where everything is going left when I want it to go right.

So I get home, I am physically, mentally, and emotionally spent.

My computer decided to compliment that mood when I got home. I turned it on, but the cable modem wouldn't light up. Thinking I had messed something up while looking for the DVD's and tapes I flicked the power strip, and cable modem lit up like a Christmas tree but the computer and monitor were dead.

No, I didn't do the obvious. I don't believe in magic switches. Although it could have happened, since the original culprit was 20 years old and didn't have an indicator light for on/off status.

Exploring the rats nest down there which includes discarded cups and plastic wrappers and socks (I'm not very neat, but working on it) and twisted and gnarled cables that would have made a Japanese rope bondage fetishist envious, I eventually traced the modem's power cord to another power strip and reseated the transformer block which was partially out. The manual manipulation of the original power strip while I pulled at it must have caused the power mystery.

So I lie down on the futon to start things up - case powers, monitor doesn't. I had knocked the svga cord AND disconnected the extension cable whcih I had put on when I had fantasies of moving the monitor around the apartment (this was back in the cathode ray tube monitor era when programmers grocked C and Windows 95 and some of them still had the big curly beards they had started in the 70's). 10 more minutes of trying to get it sorted out I threw out the extension, plugged the monitor cable into its unstable adapter plug (unstable because my computer has a different pin configuration and big mealy nuts which means the adapter can never get a firm seat and falls out often).

So ... 40 minutes after I got home I finally have Internet, I've calmed down, and I'm almost thankful to the computer for being merely an annoyance and not a potentially life-changing event (did I mention Memorial day was "We all forgot how to drive" day?)

So ... file this under tragidramedy. I have NO IDEA what buttons are appropriate to mash for this. Maybe all of them.

Signing out.

Brianna Ort

Damn! How do I top that?

Just sneaking in some wifi and waiting for tropical storm Beryl to roll up the coast.

Jura Shepherd

Johnnie Carling

/me Wants!

Robert Jung

Do we share the same room?

Void

so, 1 match away from this....

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Fluttercat

Dear FEMA,

Quit sending me letters. You've already talked to my mortgage company. I'm not paying for flood insurance. I don't care what your cool computer-generated map said when you extended the 100-year flood plain lines. When you can explain to me how my house, which sits more than 10 feet above the lowest point (13 acres across the street) can flood, then we can talk. But I'm thinking that claim would never be paid anyways. Your office probably would have floated away by then and I'd be too busy kicking myself for not building a FUCKING ARK!!

Elsa Ewing

Perhaps I can sell you some nice timber and nails. For just in case?

Johnnie Carling

Id say 11 feet of flood water would do it.

Fluttercat

WOOHOO! I'd have waterfront property! But man my neighbors would be pissed at their new in-lake home.

Casey Pelous

Soen Eber

I've never understood why in flood-prone areas, homeowners don't build a cinder block garage underneath that can be easily hosed out, with the 2nd level a comfy 10 or 12 feet up.

Fluttercat

We bought our place because it is outside of the flood zone. And it still is. The new maps crossed our property at the lowest point for about 2 feet. It didn't affect the rest at all. I'm very cautious about our insurances. I have the car insured to the hilt. The house is insured above full replacement value. We even had earthquake coverage but the insurance company cancelled it and all earthquake policies on the east coast. Flood would be overkill.

Joshua Nightshade

Growing up our house was situated above the flood level, but that didn't stop the carpet from being destroyed in a hurricane that pushed the water through sideways. It might be overkill, but my parents were grateful for having it in the end when we had to unexpectedly repair things.

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Kaimi Kyomoon

Since we live on a hill we don't have flood insurance. But I occasionally have nightmares about exploding water heaters and washing machines.

Darnk Yun

I just got 4 pieces of chicken to stick (like glue) on the grill grate.....and one of the pieces I tried to get off (mine, who's else would it be) completely fell apart into the grill.

only cooking gets me this pissed off.

oiling grates and saying "fuck you" to every piece of chicken I put back on and a nice "yeah, blow me" when I put the lid down must have been odd to look at for the neighbors .

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Shiloh Lyric

I've found that aluminum foil and Pam can do wonders with chicken on a grill.

Darnk Yun

Yeah, but I wanted mine extra burnt and normally some vegetable oil works but I forgot to put some on and yeah.

Brianna Ort

Uh oh.

Beryl seems to have found Myrtle Beach.

Joshua Nightshade

Photoshop is magic.

I did another photo shoot yesterday and didn't realise that my damned cat had crawled into the guy's bag and fluffed herself all over one of his black shirts. She covered it in fur. I went through the pictures today and it was so bad that I can't believe I didn't see it when I was taking the shots. I was pissed and frustrated when I sat down and started cleaning them up, and I've managed to completely poof away all traces of fur. You'd be hard pressed to tell there was ever any on it at all, especially if you didn't read this post.

I've been impressed with my ability to vanish moles and pimples, but this is voodoo on a whole different level.

Taco Rubio

I'm bemused that you own a fluffer.