That song is terrible, and ought to be burned. A co-worker of mine knows three ten-year-old girls who sing it incessantly, combined with provocative movements. :rolleyes:
I’ve scrubbed the kitchen, bleached all the drains, and done the cat litter and garbage. Now I must start some goulash, clean the fridge, tidy everything, and then sweep, vacuum and mop.
And then go to work.
Also I should eat breakfast.
I’m telling you all of this because blogger seems to be down, and I need a list.
Navy school. Land-based training units for their nuclear power program. At the time it was known as Knoll’s Atomic Power Labs, but I’m not sure what it’s called now. In Saratoga, we’d try to pick up the Skiddy-Kitties, but usually had no luck.
Mika, I can, as long as I’m allowed to use my other hand to move the pinky.
It seems like I read once that nobody can do that with the pinky, but you can train yourself. Magicians apparently do; it’s one of their sleight of hand tricks. Anybody know anything about that?
Meeks
Here’s some horseracing trivia for you all – Lincoln County, Kentucky, is home to Sportsman’s Hill, site of the first counter clockwise horse race conducted on the first circular track in America. The historical personage William Whitley is responsible. (I’ve been writing scripts for programs on Kentucky history and culture for 10 years; it’s about time I started inflicting some of it on y’all.)
Sickie Update: Le Hub has decided to limp into work for a few hours. We’ll see how that goes.
Actually, the biggest problem I have with my HOA is that they don’t exist - they just think they do. When we bought our house we were told explicitly that there was no HOA. Apparently there was one, but it went defunct in 1976 and nothing has been done with it since. The state revoked thier articles of incorporation and dissolved the HOA in 1985. Then last year a couple of boneheads (read: retired old farts with nothing better to do) “reactivated” the association with the excuse that the neighborhood owns some common land and it should be insured. Now, of course we have an Architectural Committe, a Community Gardening Committee, etc. (We got a letter about the dying tree in the front yard from these folks, giving us 30 days to correct the problem. Since I already had contracted someone to cut it down, I of course had to cancel the appointment and remake it for 31 days later.)
Long story short, about 35 homeowners (out of 586) voted to reinstate the HOA. They DID send out an absentee ballot to everyone, but the ballot didn’t include the option to vote “no”, so I’m guessing that it probably wasn’t strictly legal. In any event, when they place thier lien against my house I’m going to sue them. Them the “Board of Directors”, not Them the HOA, because my argument is that Them the HOA doesn’t legally exist. We’ll see what happens. Either way, I’ll have fun calling the retired people nasty names.
I might even take a crap on thier doorsteps sometime.
Welby, seriously (and I hate being that way in an MMP), sue the “HOA” as an organization AND the BOD members individually. They (re)organized in a legally dubious manner, so the organization exists, but they have as much jurisdiction over you and your property as the local Moose Lodge.
When I was trying to sell White Elephant Manor in Indianapolis, one of my neighbors tried to make life rough for me by claiming he was the head of the (nonexistent) HOA. He was offended that my BiL parked his totaled car in my vacant driveway. I was pissed at my BiL for doing the same thing, because I had an agent showing the house at the time…
Speaking of The Who; I used to love them. I still do, really. It’s just that, well I like other music too. Roger Daltry could really belt out some tunes.
I went and saw the The Who on their 1982 Farewell Tour. That concert was awesome. I had most of their albums, but some have sort of disappeared. I don’t know where they went. I haven’t listened to them in years because I no longer have a turntable. Albums, for those young whippersnappers out there, are black flat vinyl disks or records.
My boss has given me permission to start my vacation four hours early tomorrow. Yay for me! I have lots to do. Shopping for my house/dog sitter, laundry, packing, and cleaning.
FCD loves Trane, too, because when he needed cooling back in his old wire mill days, Trane more than impressed him.
We got the quote - $8K, not counting the optional air filter. Yeah. We were expecting $5-6K. We’re going to contact other companies - I know these guys aren’t the only Trane dealers. Plus I’m thinking Lennox and Rheem. I’m not allowed to consider Carrier, tho - and since I’m not much of an HVAC expert, I’ll bow to FCD’s preferences here.
I’m just about to dash out to therapy. I’m hungry - I may need to grab a snack enroute. Back later. Behave. And someone run the vacuum in here - the carpet is a disgrace!!!
Bobbio, I considered that, but decided that suing the “HOA” would give them a kind of legitimacy. My argument is that it doesn’t exist or was formed illegally, therefore has no right to appoint someone to place a lien against my house. If that fails, my next attack will fall under the ever-cool Doctrine of Laches which says, in short, if you haven’t asserted a right for a certain period of time, you can no longer assert that right. I will, of course, point out that the “HOA” (if that really IS its name) hasn’t filed a lien or charged dues for 30 years, and so no longer has the right to do so.
If it doesn’t work, I’ll just pay the damn fee and list my house for sale.
