My first encounter was with this asshat across the street who gave me a lecture and told me she was going to the Landmarks and preservation because I was destroying my house.

I wonder if it was the aluminum siding.

My first encounter was with this asshat across the street who gave me a lecture and told me she was going to the Landmarks and preservation because I was destroying my house.

I wonder if it was the aluminum siding.

LMAO!

There will be NO Halloween at my house!  I dare somebody to ring that doorbell!

 

You're like that crabby old lady that lived on my block when I was a kid. Wouldn't answer the door for Halloween (even though we see you in there, b!tch!), would complain about everything to the other neighbors. You know what that got her? My 5yo brother and his buddy pelting her with snowballs and yelling "my mommy says you have a big mouth"

 

No...that didn't go over too well with mom when she banged on our door, mascara running and one fake eyelash off and told us what happened.

 

No.  I dont like in a townhouse, a condo or a pre fab community.  I don't like anyone telling me what to do with my damn property.  My nephew wanted to decorate the house, but I wasn't feeling it.  Then he had the nerve to say, "Isn't halloween your Christmas?"  He's lucky I didn't put his ass out at that very moment.

 

The only people that can trick or treat at my house are Mr. FussyPants (baby thing 2) and Chunky Cheeks (baby thing 1)!

 

Somebody needs to learn about the spirit of Halloween.

 

Here, just watch this and replace 'tree' with 'pumpkin' and 'Christmas' with 'Halloween' and Charlie Brown with 'MTS'. And maybe pretend some of the kids are from Puerto Rico.

 

whatever, you get the idea.

 

Charlie Brown Christmas Tree

i was going to say, it'll be a long time before the bulk of brooklyn becomes saltine yuppies. don't confuse a few gentrifying neighborhoods with the whole place.

 

otoh manhattan is well on its way to becoming brazilnyland. that is, a playground of the very wealthy who are stuck with the very poor. soon they'll just start tearing out the pj's...!

 

I'm so mad at this woman and her husband.  I've tried to be nice and ignore them, but not I'm going to have to go Robert Pence on their asses!

 

 

I'm busy at the moment; I'm trying to figure out an approach for dealing with my own crazy busybody. Every attempt so far has just resulted in her raising the stakes, and any next step would have to be one against which she can't retaliate. Maybe I should wait until Spring, when the river is high and fast.

Since the world series is messing up my Fringe TV watching.  I guess I'll check out the premiere of Grimm.

 

I'm so mad at this woman and her husband.  I've tried to be nice and ignore them, but not I'm going to have to go Robert Pence on their asses!

 

 

I'm busy at the moment; I'm trying to figure out an approach for dealing with my own crazy busybody. Every attempt so far has just resulted in her raising the stakes, and any next step would have to be one against which she can't retaliate. Maybe I should wait until Spring, when the river is high and fast.

 

I was just going to borrow some ideas from your playbook.  I'm trying to be a "kindler and gentler" neighbor and set a good example for my nephew.  Hes only seem me "go, off" once and I dont want him to pick up any of my ugly habits.

To set a "kinder and gentler" example, you only need to make sure he's not watching when you do what must be done.

To set a "kinder and gentler" example, you only need to make sure he's not watching when you do what must be done.

I plan on drugging and locking him in his room.  His room is on the back of the house, so he wont see or hear anything.

About twenty minutes ago, a half-dozen police cars passed my house going very fast, with lights and sirens. A few more passed at intervals after that, and then a fire department crash truck. Now, traffic is backed up as far as I can see. I'm curious about what's going on, but the only way I'd be able to get close enough to see and maybe get photos would be on my bike, and it's just too damn gray and damp and chilly for me to feel motivated enough to do that. For that much police response it has to be more than a run-of-the-mill car crash.

 

Edit: Just looked up a local TV News web site.

 

The location is a collection of conjoined 1960s-era warehouses that I think are wood-framed with steel siding, maybe actually wood siding cladded over. Momper is the biggest insulating company in town and does both wood-fiber and injected or sprayed foam, and their warehouse probably is wall-to-wall and floor-to-roof with insulating materials. They have a large fleet of trucks that they park inside, too.

 

Edit: (Monday) The warehouse was 34,000 square feet, and it's completely destroyed. The wind was from the east, and that's why I didn't see or smell the smoke. Today it's changed to the more normal west, and every now and then I get a smell of the smoke. Yesterday the fire crews fought it for several hours until it no longer threatened other area buildings, and then they stood by to let it burn itself out to minimize the amount of contaminated water that was going to a nearby drainage ditch. It's still smoldering, and an excavator is picking at the rubble. The entire roof and two of the four walls have collapsed and West Main Street still is closed. That's one of three major routes westward from downtown. The usual alternative would be Spring Street, but that's also closed for reconstruction of a bridge over a railroad line.

Had a long day and I come home to find the little bastards took all the Reese's Cups... grrrr. Happy Halloween everyone.

Had a long day and I come home to find the little bastards took all the Reese's Cups... grrrr. Happy Halloween everyone.

 

LOL.  You should have just scared the little F------s like I did.

Had a long day and I come home to find the little bastards took all the Reese's Cups... grrrr. Happy Halloween everyone.

 

Take consolation in the fact that today, you probably can go to any pharmacy or grocery and score a year's supply for less than fifty cents on the dollar. :-)

 

I'm think' I oughta' do the same with candy corn. I've always had a sweet tooth for that stuff, ever since I was a little kid.

Had a long day and I come home to find the little bastards took all the Reese's Cups... grrrr. Happy Halloween everyone.

 

Take consolation in the fact that today, you probably can go to any pharmacy or grocery and score a year's supply for less than fifty cents on the dollar. :-)

 

I'm think' I oughta' do the same with candy corn. I've always had a sweet tooth for that stuff, ever since I was a little kid.

 

So what were you for halloween.

Had a long day and I come home to find the little bastards took all the Reese's Cups... grrrr. Happy Halloween everyone.

 

Take consolation in the fact that today, you probably can go to any pharmacy or grocery and score a year's supply for less than fifty cents on the dollar. :-)

 

I'm think' I oughta' do the same with candy corn. I've always had a sweet tooth for that stuff, ever since I was a little kid.

 

So what were you for halloween.

 

I was an old man raking and bagging leaves as the kids and their parents paraded by. The kids didn't pay me any attention, but I could tell some of those young parents thought I was scary. :evil:

Had a long day and I come home to find the little bastards took all the Reese's Cups... grrrr. Happy Halloween everyone.

 

Take consolation in the fact that today, you probably can go to any pharmacy or grocery and score a year's supply for less than fifty cents on the dollar. :-)

 

I'm think' I oughta' do the same with candy corn. I've always had a sweet tooth for that stuff, ever since I was a little kid.

 

So what were you for halloween.

 

I was an old man raking and bagging leaves as the kids and their parents paraded by. The kids didn't pay me any attention, but I could tell some of those young parents thought I was scary. :evil:

 

Lawd!

We ran out of candy the first hour. Had more kids in that time span than all of last year. Wifey went to the corner drugstore to get more and all they had left was xmas candy.

 

It was a merry xmas for everyone

My kids went to one house and the people there gave them green tea packets! Talk about improvising. I feel sorry for the kids after us that got a turkey baster.

We ran out of candy the first hour. Had more kids in that time span than all of last year. Wifey went to the corner drugstore to get more and all they had left was xmas candy.

 

It was a merry xmas for everyone

I'm pretty sure one of my neighbors gave my kids candy left over from last christmas. We threw it away when the kids weren't looking.

We ran out of candy the first hour. Had more kids in that time span than all of last year. Wifey went to the corner drugstore to get more and all they had left was xmas candy.

 

It was a merry xmas for everyone

LMAO!

 

My newphew gave kids floss, with a piece/bag of candy.  All I could say, "you really know how to show the kids a good time!"

 

What I found odd...lots of people out with dogs dressed up.

^ Yeah, one of my co-workers said for the past two years a lady has shown up trick or treating with her dog. No kids, mind you. Just the dog. Another one tells me of a pregnant lady that came to her house last year. No other kids but the ones in her bellah!

 

I'd have sprayed them both with the hose. 'Git off mah lawn. Got-dang liberals!"

^ Yeah, one of my co-workers said for the past two years a lady has shown up trick or treating with her dog. No kids, mind you. Just the dog. Another one tells me of a pregnant lady that came to her house last year. No other kids but the ones in her bellah!

 

I'd have sprayed them both with the hose. 'Git off mah lawn. Got-dang liberals!"

 

So what did you dress up as this year?

 

*** Cute Alert ***

This is the puppy that jumped on the baby earlier this year.  Since the incident, the baby has had play dates with the dog.  His owner dressed him up as soccer player for Halloween.  The dog is sooooooooooo damn cute, it's disgusting!

 

^Is that a real animal? It looks like a Monchichi.

 

My costume consisted of the Darth Vader mask that my son stopped wearing and the pink, fur lined dust cloak to my daughter's princess dress that kept falling off, and my youngest's cow trick or treat bag.

^Is that a real animal? It looks like a Monchichi.

 

My costume consisted of the Darth Vader mask that my son stopped wearing and the pink, fur lined dust cloak to my daughter's princess dress that kept falling off, and my youngest's cow trick or treat bag.

Real.

 

Interesting, my costume was partially inspired by Darth Vader.  Yes, "Butch" is real.

I had a ne'er-do-well, about 12 or so in age, come on the porch with nothing but his "ghetto" (for lack of a better term) clothes on.

I asked him, "What are you dressed as?"

He said - no joke, "A thug."

I said, "Get your punk ass off my porch."

 

End of story

^Is that a real animal? It looks like a Monchichi.

 

My costume consisted of the Darth Vader mask that my son stopped wearing and the pink, fur lined dust cloak to my daughter's princess dress that kept falling off, and my youngest's cow trick or treat bag.

Real.

 

Interesting, my costume was partially inspired by Darth Vader.  Yes, "Butch" is real.

 

 

The puppy makes me thing of that commercial where the girl goes, "that ain't no puppy... it's to small to be a puppy"

 

Very cute though

I had a ne'er-do-well, about 12 or so in age, come on the porch with nothing but his "ghetto" (for lack of a better term) clothes on.

I asked him, "What are you dressed as?"

He said - no joke, "A thug."

I said, "Get your punk ass off my porch."

 

End of story

 

LMAO. That sounds like something I would say.

 

I heard my nephew tell a few kids, "a mask is not a "costume".  No candy for you."

^Is that a real animal? It looks like a Monchichi.

 

My costume consisted of the Darth Vader mask that my son stopped wearing and the pink, fur lined dust cloak to my daughter's princess dress that kept falling off, and my youngest's cow trick or treat bag.

Real.

 

Interesting, my costume was partially inspired by Darth Vader.  Yes, "Butch" is real.

 

 

The puppy makes me thing of that commercial where the girl goes, "that ain't no puppy... it's to small to be a puppy"

 

Very cute though

He is small.  I wear a size 14, he a bit smaller than my shoe.  He has Napoleon complex.  He swears hes a Great Dane.

A friend of mine's daughter was bugging him to dress up.

 

He said, "I'm wearing boots, jeans, and a hoodie and I'm carrying a gun.  I'm dressed as a suspect."

 

(He's a cop).

I love the thug story!

If there are any lawyers on this site, it would be very helpful to receive some legal advice from one of you.

 

 

(I tried to shorten this a much as I could)

I have an 05 WRX that I recently had work done on at Beechmont Subaru. About a week ago, I was in traffic and my battery light came on and my car died. The engine ran good, minus the problem which I believe has something to do with the electrical system. It would not start, so I had it towed to the dealer. My guess was that the alternator went out on it. The "technicians" ran a diagnostic on the alternator and battery and told me the car started an everything tested good. A few days later, they called me and told me that my cam and cranks sensors were probably bad and that my drive belts needed to be replaced. The next day they told me that's what needed to be replaced. I found their diagnosis somewhat odd, but I told them to go ahead and do the work that needed to be done. A few days go by, I receive no phone calls or anything concerning the status of my car.

 

I called them yesterday to ask about my car, and the guy who answered was somewhat rude and said my car would be ready in a few hours. He calls me back later at around 2PM to let me know my car is ready. I go pick up my car, start it up, and notice a slight rumbling noise under the hood. I let it idle for a few minutes and check under the hood just to make sure nothing is visibly loose. I hop in my car thinking maybe the new parts just need to settle in. I literally get no more than a half mile down the road when the noise gets noticeably louder. I pull up at the first traffic light I see to make a left so I can go back to the dealer. While I'm waiting to make the left turn, a weird odor and several weird noises can be heard from under the hood such as a rumble, a rubbing noise and a metallic jingle. I look for the nearest parking lot so I can turn off the car and as I'm pulling into the parking lot, smoke starts coming from under the hood, so I coast into the parking lot, put the car in neutral and turn it off. I sit there for a few minutes, sort of in shock, thinking WTF while watching a small amount of smoke still percolate from the crevices of the hood. After a few minutes I attempted to start the car and it would not start.

 

I call the service guy back, told him what happened and in a somewhat comical tone, he says, "No way, I drove that car today and it was fine." After a few exchanges, he senses my irritation and sends someone to pick me up in a 2011 Impreza which is what they gave me as a loaner vehicle. I get back to the dealer, the service rep doesn't even apologize for the inconvience. He just says "We'll check it out in the morning and give you a call." I rode past there at 12:30PM today and the car was still in the same spot. Rode past again at 6PM and the car was finally gone, but I still haven't heard back from them yet.

 

Now I'm thinking the engine might have blown or have some serious internal damage. If the engine is blown, I want to know what my rights are as for getting the car repaired or even getting the dealer to help me get another car. I'm afraid that if it is something that is repairable, they will tell me what it is and then want me to pay for that. I just paid $1,400, and they screwed up my car. I feel like since they screwed up my car, they should foot the bill (especially after $1,400) If the work that needs to be done now is over $250, which I'm pretty sure it is, I'm not paying it! They will have to find me OR the loaner vehicle before that happens!

 

:wtf: I wanted to keep this car for another year or two because once I move, I planned on selling it. Now I'm in a bad situation and I'm just trying to get advice on my rights and where I should go or look to find them.

 

This is one of the reasons why I hate cars. Biggest f**ckin' money pits ever. I'm also aggravated that they turned something that was probably rather small into a big headache.  :whip:

I got a lot of work done on my car once, including having the radiator replaced, so I could go on a road trip. Well, when I left to drive out to the east coast, I got no further than Washington Courthouse (I was stopping for gas) and the car overheated. Smoke. The whole deal.

 

Turned out it was a hose that blew. Easy fix, but a pain when 1) you're useless as a mechanic, and 2) you still need to get to Autozone and you're in exurban sprawlville.

 

I guess with the radiator working more efficiently, it put more stress on the hoses or something? That's what it seemed like, anyway, because every few days the same thing happened after that. Until I just replaced every damn hose under the hood. Sure pissed me off, though, as I just put all that money into the car, in order to have some piece of mind, then sh!t continuously hit the fan for a while as a reward.

 

I think my experience with car troubles has induced my antipathy toward suburbanization as much as anything intellectual or aesthetic. Getting stranded as a result of auto-dependence has led to some of the worst experiences of my life. I've never been robbed, but I imagine it to feel similar in a way: you're helpless and you end up poorer as a result.

 

Moral of the story is: 1) I feel you on your sh!tty experience. 2) It's possible they indeed fixed something, but the fixing caused something else to give.

I've lived at my address for over 2 years now.  I still get quite a bit of mail from the previous tenant.  I write return to sender, but that doesn't stop.  Though the number has dropped off

 

Anyone have this problem.  I'm tired of it.

 

According to USPS, you can't throw the mail in recycling.  Guess I'll have to keep writing return to sender.  This is getting very annoying.

 

HHS What's going on with the car?

^I have no idea and I still have not heard from the dealer yet. I'm thinking my car engine is probably done, and they're probably trying to decide whether or not it's repairable, or trying to come up with a good fabricated story. All I know is after my car broke down leaving the dealer, when I tried to start it, it sounded like the engine was turning in slow motion, and when I would try to start it, smoke would come from under the hood. *sigh*

I've lived at my address for over 2 years now.  I still get quite a bit of mail from the previous tenant.  I write return to sender, but that doesn't stop.  Though the number has dropped off

 

Anyone have this problem.  I'm tired of it.

 

According to USPS, you can't throw the mail in recycling.  Guess I'll have to keep writing return to sender.  This is getting very annoying.

 

I've lived in my house for 4 years and it was unoccupied for over a year before that but I still get junk mail for the previous owners. I got tired of writing return to sender last year when we got 5 items on the same day for them, so I called the people up and got their verbal permission to throw away anything that looks like junk.

According to USPS, you can't throw the mail in recycling.  Guess I'll have to keep writing return to sender.  This is getting very annoying.

 

Buy a stamp (I suspect they're not hard to find) or consider the unenforcability of the postal diktat.

http://www.bbb.org/cincinnati/business-reviews/auto-dealers-new-cars/subaru-of-beechmont-in-cincinnati-oh-1180662/

I've lived at my address for over 2 years now.  I still get quite a bit of mail from the previous tenant.  I write return to sender, but that doesn't stop.  Though the number has dropped off

 

Anyone have this problem.  I'm tired of it.

 

According to USPS, you can't throw the mail in recycling.  Guess I'll have to keep writing return to sender.  This is getting very annoying.

 

 

You need to call or visit your local post office with a piece of mail so that the PO Manager can stop it from being sorted to the carriers route (the 4 digit number after your zip)

^I have no idea and I still have not heard from the dealer yet. I'm thinking my car engine is probably done, and they're probably trying to decide whether or not it's repairable, or trying to come up with a good fabricated story. All I know is after my car broke down leaving the dealer, when I tried to start it, it sounded like the engine was turning in slow motion, and when I would try to start it, smoke would come from under the hood. *sigh*

 

If your engine has a timing belt (don't know anything about Subaru, but most cars that have them recommend replacement at 100K miles maximum), and if the dealer replaced it as part of the big batch of repairs, it sounds like they screwed up and got the engine out of time. If that's the case, most likely the engine is destroyed. Running with the cam(s) out of time would account for the smoke and sluggishness, and it wouldn't take long to put the engine completely out of operation. That's an inexcusable error on the part of a dealer service department, and they should make it right at no expense to you. Check the local Better Business Bureau to see if there are other complaints against that dealer's service department, and if they can bring any pressure for the dealer to be honest with you about what happened.

I've lived at my address for over 2 years now.  I still get quite a bit of mail from the previous tenant.  I write return to sender, but that doesn't stop.  Though the number has dropped off

 

Anyone have this problem.  I'm tired of it.

 

According to USPS, you can't throw the mail in recycling.  Guess I'll have to keep writing return to sender.  This is getting very annoying.

 

 

You need to call or visit your local post office with a piece of mail so that the PO Manager can stop it from being sorted to the carriers route (the 4 digit number after your zip)

 

Apparently the 4 digit number is only my floor in my building.  Never knew that.  Thanks for the advice.

I've decided Bing Maps should get into historical preservation.  Their maps are so incredibly out of date, they provide a great historical resource for now and thens.  I looked at some vintage aerial photography in birds eye of my neighborhood back before many towers went up.  I've been able to date them to about August of 2005. 

 

Not surprising for Microsoft.  They are always behind

^Agreed - some areas have coverage from two different time frames. Check out the Youngstown area, particularly south and east of downtown and toggle from 500' to 100'. :-(

^ On a related note, I work in an office building with many, many tenants.  Some of them consulates, publishing giants, etc.  Someone is not always happy and standing outside with a sign (on rare occasion) .  Walking out of the building, they just assume you are affiliated and jam a sign in your face or yell at you, even though you might be clueless as to what they are upset about.  Always of course, when you are on the phone.  One time there was cops nearby, and one of the activists brushed against a guy coming out the door (it looked by accident) and immediately the cops rushed on him.

 

I can only imagine when the G8 summits come to town.  I hope they happen nowhere near downtown, but they probably will.

MTV is apparently running a show called FriendZone where they televise folks telling their longtime/best friend that they have feelings for them.  Most awkward television I've ever seen.  I'm 50/50 between disgusted or train-wreck television.

^ On a related note, I work in an office building with many, many tenants.  Some of them consulates, publishing giants, etc.  Someone is not always happy and standing outside with a sign (on rare occasion) .  Walking out of the building, they just assume you are affiliated and jam a sign in your face or yell at you, even though you might be clueless as to what they are upset about.  Always of course, when you are on the phone.  One time there was cops nearby, and one of the activists brushed against a guy coming out the door (it looked by accident) and immediately the cops rushed on him.

 

I can only imagine when the G8 summits come to town.  I hope they happen nowhere near downtown, but they probably will.

 

I've been on the other end of that, accused of being a protester. A couple of years ago at a 4-H fair in the county where I grew up, I was taking photos at the auction where the kids sell their project animals. Most of the animals are bought by local businesses as a way of sponsoring the kids and getting their names in the paper, and many are destined for someone's dinner table. I found myself confronted by a burly farmer accusing me of working for PETA. Fortunately I went to school with one of the organizers of the auction, and I motioned for him to come over. He vouched for me. I don't know how far things might have gone, but the guy who confronted me was pretty menacing.

This is what I saw first thing this morning in my kitchen.

This NOT what was there when i went to bed last night.

 

This is what I saw first thing this morning in my kitchen.

This NOT what was there when i went to bed last night.

 

Makers Mark and Similac?  HUMMM :o .  Do I need to call CPS?

 

If the Baby has a "problem" perhaps you can seek help first here and then here.

Hey, nothing wrong with a dab of bourbon on the gums to help teething (at least that's what my mother believed).