I will have had good news. And I haven’t yet had bad news of a variable nature. What do you want, have had wanted?

OK OK, we watched the US win the gold. And I have not disappeared from the timeline so all is well.

They won gold in this timeline? Damn it! I missed the right stream again.

This is what I get for using a MicroWorld Software product. Is that the name here?

Go into the timestream they said. Have fun playing with reality they said. I just nodded when the End World Agreement came up.

Now I’m getting a Blue Sky of Death.

Am I stuck here?

Why is the damn sky still blue?

So, will the women’s gold medal soccer final be spoiled for me today?

/jk move along…

Is anyone taking bets on the tape delay, by the way?

This is out to all my homies. This is about how people can become assholes when money is involved.

My mom is in Florida, give it up Floridians!

She is using the trust to buy two houses. One for herself and one for the wife and I.

The trust is in the hands of a new lawyer. A lawyer that my brother’s wife has.

And we change the trust. Yet my mother, who is there, decides to buy my wife and myself (her son) our own house.

Now this is even. Because the trust owns the house until my mother dies. And then all of my mother’s property will be decided by the law of the trust.

The trustees are me and my brother. And we are fine with what happens now. So far.

But the wife of the brother has to yell at my wife that she is a greedy bitch. And I do not like this. But I am not surprised. My understanding was that this shit would happen, eventually. I was ready for it. I thought I had the wife ready for it. But no. She got yelled at by the brother’s wife.

So my wife comes home from work. She sits down and cries so much that she can’t breathe. I spent a lot of time taking care of her. I don’t mind. I love her.

So… It is happening, the vultures are there or at least one. The sister in law.

I am trying to distance myself from the shitstorm that is to come.

My feeling is that the sister-in-law feels that she is being shortchanged.

My feeling is that I will still sit back, fix bad feelings. Make people happy. And remind people that MY MOTHER ISN’T DEAD YET YOU FUCKERS!

You shitbirds. you scumbags, you fucking vultures. Hold off before you pick her fucking BONES!

I will console my wife, who takes things very personally. And in this case she’s right.

I will wait. I will gather my info. I will wait. And one day… I will do NOTHING.

Because as much as i hate my sister-in-law, that is as much as I love my brother. And more. And my mother, may she live for fucking ever.

As I said earlier. I expected this shit. I drank because of this shit. I drink because of this shit. Because family is ALWAYS fucked in this situation.

I feel like some kind of Prophet! I swear that I saw this shit coming 3 or 5 yeas ago.

And Like Muad-Dib I can not change it. I see it. And now I must live it.

I am calm. The various angers wash over me, I do not feel the anger. Maybe I’m fucked in the head, Depressed, no feelings. No action.

But I can see a future of fighting and anger, and I want to fix it. Stop it. But honestly, nobody cares what I think.

It’s almost like I’ll be the last one to see the anger and strife… Right before i die. And I want to tell all involved. Just shut the fuck up and LISTEN to ME.
And dead.

Well, it’s a good thing I’m not allergic to wasp stings. Jeez.

I just saw this and have to wholeheartedly agree.

I don’t know why, but every time I go to Bill Harris’ blog to see if he has a new interesting gaming related post and instead see yet another post about how his kid has tried yet another sport and is once again amazing at it, I get annoyed.

Why do I care about this?

It is a blog. Blogs tend to degenerate into the equivalent of diaries which is why we will always need real journalism.

Now I know that people here are already very tired of me talking of me selling the house an moving to Florida.

So here is the fucking thing.

The houses that we are looking to buy in Orlando are all owned by the banks there. And we, right now, have a buyer for the house in Brooklyn.

The issue now is, that the banks there will not allow us to buy a house there until the closing here.

So…

We are screwed here. We basically have to find a place to stay after the closing here. That would be the time that we basically get the cash and give them the keys.

We wanted to give a percentage of the cost of the new house to the bank. But no. The bank in Florida was like, close or no house. So this seems to mean that we (my wife and myself) would either stay in the house after the closing (very bad)(paying almost $3000 to cover their mortgage for a month)

Or we have to rent a place for a month somewhere. And store the stuff that we put on the truck to move. So we’re looking at least 3 to 4 thousand dollars while we wait for the money to come through.

Ask me why I drink.

Mmm, melt in the mouth rump steak with a bit of a Dijon Mustard, white wine, pepper marinade grilled over the coals with corn-on-the-cob and baked potatoes in the coals with lots of butter and garlic. Top it off with an ice cold beer.

Life is truly grand sometimes.

That sounds amazing.

So why do you drink Rich? ;-)

Actually, I’m a bit confused because in your earlier post about the Florida move you said the trust was buying a house for you to live in down there but this makes it seem like you have to come up with the money from the sale of the old house now. So is the trust just covering part of the new house? Could the trust just buy the new house upfront and then you could pay it back from whatever you were going to contribute?

Anyway, good luck.

The trust was changed by a new lawyer. It was dissolved and a new trust is going to be set up when the move is over. Don’t ask me why.

God is sending all kinds of signs to help you save yourself by NOT moving to the hell-hole that is Florida, and you are ignoring them.

  • Yes, I live(d) in Florida. Why do you ask?

What if you shot someone, and sprinkled flew out?!

Bunch of people just got shot outside of the Empire State Building. I’ll get back to you on that.

Has anyone noticed this trend of people (so far I’ve only seen women doing this) bringing roll-away luggage to work everyday? At first I thought maybe they were catching a flight after work, but nope - they lug this thing in and out every day.

I mean really? You lug around so much junk you need travel luggage?

I’d say it’s an isolated incident, but I’ve seen at least a few dozen women doing this.

When I was in college I used one of those for a while. Laptop, books, papers etc. I eventually wore out the wheels pretty fast. Backpack is much better.