Is that like cow tipping?
I beg to differ. I promise you that every MMPer that reads that sentence is going to come up with a different horror you may have had to face. Personally, I think maybe the former owners were shooting bondage fetish porn in the basement, and didn’t clean up after themselves. But I’m still curious now. 
Not at all.
Everything from the wall at the immediate left of the derelict blue van to the right of the crappy old trailer is getting knocked down, shoved into a pile, and have a couple of lit road flares tossed on…
Isn’t Vista in beta right now, or am I just terribly confused?
I’m guessing gold foil wallpaper in the living room and orange/red shag carpet in the kitchen.
MBG I have had the pleasure of Ioway on many, many occasions. There for a while TPTB felt I should see every corn field and hog farm in the state. I have been in a ton o’ very small Ioway towns. Plus I once watched an Ioway/Ioway State football game in the bar of a Sheraton hotel in Cedar Rapids surrounded by a bunch of drunk wedding reception goers. That was a hoot! Oh, and the Ioway State Fair (AKA Food-On-A-Stick Fest) is really fun. I had never and have never since had so many different kinds of food on sticks as I did in one day there. Then there was the corn maze in central Iowa. Oh and this absolutely wonderful old hotel in a little town in northeast Ioway. Plus being admonished by a pastor of a Dutch Reformed Church for going into a bar on Sunday in northwest Ioway. Oh, and getting to tour the Blue Bunny Ice Cream Factory in LeMars, Ioway. Oh, and I have stayed in two hotels that had big bathtubs right there beside the bed. Both were in Ioway.
Work went kablooey last night. I hate chickenshit management. So after work, I had a Violet Crumble and a Hershey’s Cookies’n Cream Milkshake for dinner, because I deserved it.
Then I stayed up too late reading Honor Bound. I was in the mood for things that go boom! Quite satisfying.
This morning, it feels like the calm before the storm around here. This place is toxic and I want out! I’ll be on vacation next week, so I’m trying to hang on until then. Although I seem to be packing my desk up, and my resignation is written (but not printed) and I’m making a list of pending projects. Maybe I’ll be out the door for real this time.
Congratulations, VunderBob! Those, um, structures should go down nicely. And make a satisfactory bonfire. I like bonfires. Mmm, burning useless things, oh, sorry, where was I? Are the vehicles going away or are they going to be torched, too? :eek: 
Are you and I the same person? Well, I suppose not–my vacation isn’t until the end of August, and I plan on handing in my notice two weeks before that. 
And in a new tale of corporate woe–remember how, a couple weeks ago, they were fixing the roof and we all almost passed out from tar fumes over a period of several days? Well, if I stand up right now, I can see no less than four garbage cans or other receptacles in between my cube and the mailroom (about 20 paces) being used to catch leaks. And the rest of the office is just as bad. Getting something from the printer is like an obstacle course.
I sure am glad they got the roof fixed. :dubious:
I have been to Des Moines and Ames. The Des Moines International (Budweiser) Airport was especially exciting. They sell pork. In the airport.
I really don’t pick exciting tourist destinations when I go south. Little Rock, Ames, Waco, Villanova. I remember the nice lady next to me on the plane pointing out Des Moines’ two or three tall buildings to me with great enthusiasm. She was astonished to find out I was Canadian. Canada seems to be much more exotic to a lot of Americans than America is to us. It’s the polar bears and the maple-syrup-drinking contests.
Did I mention I was almost forced to go to a hog enclosure when I was in Iowa?
I figger 20 minutes with a backhoe to bring them down, and 2 hours with the loader end to pile up the rubble.
In real life, if it was possible to kill kudzu, they’d probably come down on their own.
They only ask if they’ve accepted you. The natives love you!
I present to you: The Butter Cow Lady
Scroll down the page for a Last Supper Pic. She’s famous in Ioway, for being, well for being the Butter Cow Lady.
swampy, I’ve had a few memorable times myself in Ioway. Probably most of them shoukd STAY there… 
Do you set your watch back about 20 years when you go?
LiLi, if you were at the airport, you were just over the fence from my uncle’s place.
The basement was 70s disco style (complete with paneling and red & blue recessed lighting. No porn. The foil wallpaper was silver, and in the half-bath, where the two 100-watt lightbulbs turing it into a tanning booth. But this, we knew going in. What we saw on the walk-through… ::shudder:: May you never, never have to face such a thing.
Oh, come ON and tell us! You’re such a tease! 
And hey, I’m still waiting to hear about Punjabi weddings, Mika. taps foot impatiently
MBG Ioway is ok by me. I don’t want to be there in winter mind you, but the rest of the year, ok. Oh and there was the fool flying around in a helicopter during a tornado outbreak. I was watching it on tv and thinking if anybody ever deserved to get sucked up by a tornado…
Twink, poppy seed red countertops, avocado green appliances, barstools shaped like mushrooms, Carol Brady standing in the family room. Am I close?
You are shockingly familar with what my house looked like when we moved in. The countertops are more of a pinkish yellow (how is that even possible) formica, the appliances most definitely avocado, and the barstools are actually bottle-caps and not mushrooms. But, what we saw on the walk-through… Well, that was brought in from the outside, and not part of the purchase. It was awful. Dreadful. The stuff of nightmares. And another thing. It was T M I. (imagine that “TMI” in wavy, drippy, horror show letters, please.)
Still want to know?
Oh – I forgot (distracted as I was by my horrific memories) – Thanks for the picture, MBG! I (heart) the butter cow lady, now, too! I think I’ll put that book on my Christmas list. Along with the animal artwork from the St Loius zoo someone posted about somewhere on these boards (a Father’s Day thread, I think). The Dope is useful for so many and varied things!
I won’t. No names this time.
Yes it does! I love bhangra!
Holy crap! Sure, who knew it was such a topic of interest? I absolutely will post it, and soon…I’ll start tonight as a matter of fact.
Actually, they’re three hours! And I purposely write them in detail and long. I could abbreviate them, but that’s not entertaining. And since I’m only posting them for the sake of entertainment…
Still, I was going to listen to you and not post it…but the response is overwhelming, and I mustn’t disappoint my fans, dahling. I will try to make it more concise, though.
I’m glad you’ll read it! Tell me what you think.
As for the Discworld game…do you know there’s a Discworld II game? Want it? I’d be glad to loan or maybe even burn a copy and give it to you@
Upon a quick skimming, I swear to Og I thought YOU were pregnant. :eek:
YES!!!
Of course, you should probably spoiler for the easily oogied.
to quote Meridith Willson
to quote Andrew Rashti (of Uncle Bonsai)
so there, you Iowa people!
Twinks dead possum, squirrel, raccoon, rabbit, dog, cat, bear, Jimmy Hoffa. Am I close?