TSCLT 7.0: Hemis, Harleys, Hooters-n-Harridans

[EmpressJosephine]

 

[Que]

"Good fences make good neighbors." -Robert Frost

"Common areas in a P.A.D. makes wealthy lawyers and H.O.A. management firms sprout like the weeds the landscapers never quite get ahead of." -Me

I used to do a fair amount of work for a lawyer who specialized in H.O.A. and Condominium disputes. Mostly, I just gave property valuations on units that were being seized through foreclosure for unpaid dues.

Once, he needed me to "appraise" a unit, mostly to get access to a unit to get interior pictures for a lawsuit over structural damage. The guy had cut out the trusses to give himself vaulted ceilings. No engineering, no lambeam to hold up the house of cards that was no the common roof. The city inspectors had already revoked the occupancy permit and had sent engineers to place cables winched by a come along to the corners to keep the walls from blowing out and 5aking out adjacent units. I discovered he had also tunneled into the attic area behind another unit to give himself some extra storage space. Pretty inventive; sadly he had no understanding of structure.

Another time, an area with vast riparian areas that were not economically buildable because ravines were to steep featured one hillside with a slope that made carving out eight lots with a D10 feasible, where the other side was marketed as one yuuuuge lot that would require a long, ridgeline drive, then a small pad was feasible in a saddle. During one of our boom-and-bust cycle the development company that still owns all of that decided it was now economically feasible to bring in some big Earth moving equipment tear up that mountain and turn it into 13 Lots. I was hired to tender the argument that the group of homeowners that I representative on the one Ridgewood suffer a diminished value if they had to look at 13 reasonably nice houses versus one potential eccentric's mansion. Several of the homeowners had been told that it was unlikely that that other lot would ever be developed so basically they had what would otherwise look like a view of preserve land.

I successfully argued that each of the Lots on my side of the mountain would be diminished by $250,000 if the project went through. They abandoned the idea.

Win for the coyotes, quail, dove, scorpions, and rattlers. I did it strictly for mercenary reasons but it makes me grin every time I find myself in that area. I think of that as my own personal ridgeline.

 

[von_Bismarck]

"Good fences make good neighbors." -Robert Frost

"Common areas in a P.A.D. makes wealthy lawyers and H.O.A. management firms sprout like the weeds the landscapers never quite get ahead of." -Me

I used to do a fair amount of work for a lawyer who specialized in H.O.A. and Condominium disputes. Mostly, I just gave property valuations on units that were being seized through foreclosure for unpaid dues.

Once, he needed me to "appraise" a unit, mostly to get access to a unit to get interior pictures for a lawsuit over structural damage. The guy had cut out the trusses to give himself vaulted ceilings. No engineering, no lambeam to hold up the house of cards that was no the common roof. The city inspectors had already revoked the occupancy permit and had sent engineers to place cables winched by a come along to the corners to keep the walls from blowing out and 5aking out adjacent units. I discovered he had also tunneled into the attic area behind another unit to give himself some extra storage space. Pretty inventive; sadly he had no understanding of structure.

Another time, an area with vast riparian areas that were not economically buildable because ravines were to steep featured one hillside with a slope that made carving out eight lots with a D10 feasible, where the other side was marketed as one yuuuuge lot that would require a long, ridgeline drive, then a small pad was feasible in a saddle. During one of our boom-and-bust cycle the development company that still owns all of that decided it was now economically feasible to bring in some big Earth moving equipment tear up that mountain and turn it into 13 Lots. I was hired to tender the argument that the group of homeowners that I representative on the one Ridgewood suffer a diminished value if they had to look at 13 reasonably nice houses versus one potential eccentric's mansion. Several of the homeowners had been told that it was unlikely that that other lot would ever be developed so basically they had what would otherwise look like a view of preserve land.

I successfully argued that each of the Lots on my side of the mountain would be diminished by $250,000 if the project went through. They abandoned the idea.

Win for the coyotes, quail, dove, scorpions, and rattlers. I did it strictly for mercenary reasons but it makes me grin every time I find myself in that area. I think of that as my own personal ridgeline.

Tl;dr.

 

[Que]

Not a problem. It is the sort of post that Bob routinely files away to either trot out or mischaracterize later as it suits him. *You* can ask *him* for the link later when *you* have time to compare archives with *him.*

 

[SpeareChucker]

How do you know when a dachshund is pissed at you...

They sit right in front of you with their back turned to you.
If you get up to get a cup of coffee...

The back follows you wherever you go.

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Home. Brought the rest of lunch with me and ate that at room temps. *belch*


Had a head butt with the maintenance weasel today - and quite the lying worthless weasel he is. A woman who's had a couple of problems with her place - they didn't double-check it after we turned it over to them. There was a wee bit of water in the water heater pan. The drain works. No one had noticed this until the woman had been there for a bit. We had discussed it yesterday, and I told her after I bailed the water out that I'd be back to check it today. Well, st000pid beat me to it. And he determined it was the tank drain valve. And then he broke it. So half my afternoon was spent trying to get the damn thing to quit leaking seriously and back to its wee drippage. I then told the doofus, "don't fuck with it," just like you'd tell a dim child or most Litsters. I think he managed not to . . . yet.


And the architect came through. Seems like 3 out of 8 of the floors that The Le(a)d Guy oversaw were presented is right and aren't. Like, one isn't close. So they'll be back at it again, starting next week.


While I was on my knees at the water heater - and my fucking legs are some kinda sore tonight - Betty, the tenant comes up behind me and leans over and bumps into my shoulder and ear. I looked askance. It was . . . bewb!!! I considered whether I had just been Sexually Harassed, but then I remembered that "sex" was in it and felt . . . grateful . . . .

 

[Que]

I used to really hate those temperature and pressure relief valves. I used to carry a couple in the trunk of my Mercedes which I affectionately nicknamed Ace Hardware. I also kept a spare garbage disposal and my bucket-o-knobs-and-locks in there.

Whenever you are involved in the sale of a home in modern times there is a half-witted home inspector who comes through and fiddles was everything trying to find something anything he can put on his report to justify the hundred fifty to two hundred dollars that he's charging to inspect this home that any idiot who's ever lived in a home could pretty much do better than he.

When they mess with that valve more often than not it develops a leak. Which is why I like carried spares. I would often call them back for a re-inspection before the low-life had a chance to get back to his house.

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Dickhead fucked up the front door lock I had fixed just last week.


And Betty says he runs his cunt mouth about all of us and what shitty work we do.


He's right as fucking rain about Butcher Boy Wire Jockey.


No matter . . . .

I have these wheels:

 

[bellisarius]

I'm beginning to think there's nothing wrong with that job that a good fire wouldn't cure.

 

[Wat_Tyler]

I think that I suggested that last October.


Sad thing is, today I met the woman who used to live there in the burned building. Took half the place outta there. The soundness of the masonry firewall saved the other half. Story was, there was a meth lab.


Momma says one of her kids was playing with matches. She lost her two-year-old in it, along with her right hand.


I won't forget that story any time soon . . . .

 

[bellisarius]

Sad story indeed.

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Yeah.


Tomorrow may be a long day, what with having the concrete guys in action and then driving back home.


I wanna crash at my house and see the little pointed-eared fuckers.


Nothing like your own pussy in your own bed . . . .

 

[Luk]

Nothing like your own pussy in your own bed . . . .

That hasn't happened since you ran out of 'ludes in the 80's, dipshit.

 

[Que]

I go through times when I am overly particular about pussy but I never particularly care whose bed. Probably because hotel sex was always hot with the wife, and I found it easier to get laid on the road, I kind of expect sex to happen in Hotel Beds which when you think about it makes sleeping in a hotel bed kind of gross but it never feels that way at the time. Nice clean hotel quality top sheets covers a multitude of sins.

Car sex has a nice patina of the urgency and hawtitude, but I am far too old for that nonsense. I sould probably, at a minimum, carry a pick-a-nick blanket.

I am trying to remember the last time I had sex in my own bed. I should probably get a better bed and perhaps a collection of etchings. Just in case.

 

[SpeareChucker]

Busy night Que?


You seem to own page one...




Wat.
You know that this is the job that will never end.
You are either in Lago or you need to wake up from this nightmare...



Holy shit!
Just saw a spot on Democrat Candidate comfort foods,
none of them which gives them any high ground on Trump's diet.

I swear by Buddha's beautiful big brass bouncy balls that
clueless Mayor Pete's confort food is - *drumroll*

Beef jerky...

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[Que]

Busy night Que?


You seem to pwn page one...




Wat.
You know that this is the job that will never end.
You are either in Lago or you need to wake up from this nightmare...



Holy shit!
Just saw a spot on Democrat Candidate comfort foods,
none of them which gives them any high ground on Trump's diet.

I swear by Buddha's beautiful big brass bouncy balls that
clueless Mayor Pete's confort food is - *drumroll*

Beef jerky...

​

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FYP.

Slow night.

It's probably kind of like tow truck drivers in the snow. At some point the snow gets so deep and the temperature so cold that nobody goes out and gets into trouble.

Trouble is my business and in troubling times, business is good. People tend to stay home with the air conditioner blowing on them and out of trouble when it gets to a certain temperature.

After a while though people decide that they can't just live in a cave and venture out. This year that happened about a month late because we had a very cool May which as Frodo will explain is because of global warming.

 

[SpeareChucker]

Phro is know known as Iran's American Walter Duranty.

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Happy Friday!!!


Get a few minutes to drink coffee, and then it'll be hittin' the ground runnin'. Got to start by packing up and checking out.


I'll do lunch today at the downtown place with the cute waitress with the culo magnifico. Maybe I'll get to see Mayor Kitteh while I'm there.


Weather looks good for the concrete boys. Insh'Allah that it be so. They gotta finish-n-go.

 

[SpeareChucker]

Good morning.

Rain is back on for today.

yeah...​

 

[Que]

I have more or less decided not to bother with work. I decided I wanted a fish tacos so I ventured out. My onboard thermometer tells me it is 82 at 230am. Because I've done some work in the daytime because of some personal errands and obligations I've gotten acclimated to the Heat and the 82 felt quite comfortable to me.

On my way past to Mexican food joints to the place that does fish tacos less than superbly but better than the other two I passed an elderly man that I've noticed from time to time. I think he's living in that faded cream F150. At one time he was parked on what was a vacant lot behind me which when I first noticed him kind of worried me because that was when the block wall (and a nice chunk of roof) had blown down which is why I had a sight line to him at all. He would work his way around the truck as the Sun moved in order to be able to sit in the shade and around noon time with sit in the truck with the doors hanging open. Recently I've noticed him down the street from me usually parked in front of a house that I'm not sure anyone currently lives at.

He had the doors open and was awake as if he had been tossing and turning. Sucks when it's hot to try to sleep. I had one of those urges that I think we all get and thought to pick him up some breakfast. I've noticed him but I've never spoken to him so it seemed odd to approach him at 2:30 in the morning with a warm huevos, chorizo y papas burrito that my inner muse insisted he would appreciate.

He did appreciate it and accepted it graciously in a way that suggests that it is probably not uncommon for people to have noticed what I have noticed.

I'm curious about his story but I didn't really feel right stopping to interview him in exchange for the burrito.

 

[bellisarius]

Good morning folks. Looks to be another warm one here in the great SW.

Breakfast with the Feds a little later and then I have to sort out how UPS managed to lose the new end mill I ordered. I'm assuming they'll never track it down and will work with the shipper to get a new one.

 

[SpeareChucker]

I just cannot stomach the thought of a fish taco...,


or do you mean that you are cruising the red-light district?

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Keep it over there, please.


I think that we need to start finding competent tradespeople and then put them into business. That's the only way we'll get any loyal decent subs.


I was doing some reading, and you know what? The subject never fucking happened.


Ever . . . .

 

[SpeareChucker]

They probably delivered it to the right address, in the wrong town.

Dr. John

 

[Wat_Tyler]

I'm kinda surprised how many there are of my street address scattered around the country.



I wonder how many of those locations sell fish tacos???