Rimbo
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True, for pop music, it’s more important (for commercial success) to be distinct than to be quality. And I’d grant you that’s true… for Paul. Only for Paul.
Anyways, maybe if I post something relevant to the thread they’ll take it to the music forum, eh?
Finally got into my new apartment this weekend, Landlords hadn’t had anything cleaned, so we cleaned the entire kitchen, bathroom and pantry floor to ceiling using our own money to buy supplies.
My friend was supposed to talk to the property manager today to ask for either reimbursement and a professional cleaning team to come in, or to give us our first month’s rent comp.
He did neither. He asked for a professional cleaning team, never mentioned that we all spent a bunch of money on cleaning supplies, and didn’t ask for our first month complimentary for the amount of time we put in (easily 15-20 hours over 4 days, cleaning the former tenant’s messes).
I’m realllllly not happy about this.
Rimbo
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I have finally exited Auto Maintenance And Repair Hell,* finally having fixed both automobiles we own. And I treated myself at the end to a set of 17" rims on my car, the Subaru.
I got to know the driver at the shop very well.
*(knock on wood)
I’m buying Maserati Spyder this weekend. I shall also get a polo shirt and hat to complete my douchebagness.
I moved into a 5 person house on May 1st. At noon, 2 of the tenants hadn’t even left yet, and the other 4 (yes 6 people in a 5 person house) had just bailed the night before leaving ALL of their shit. We had easily an entire day’s work cleaning the place (between like 4 of us) and dumping all the garbage into the backyard.
THEN we got started putting in the laminate flooring that my retard housemate promised we’d do shortly before jumping on a plane to Alberta. We have received no compensation for the cleaning/supplies or the flooring, and on top of that the landlords show up every so often to complain that we haven’t finished the flooring yet (it’s still not done, cutting laminate lengthwise without a tablesaw is a bitch, all we have is a chopsaw and a jigsaw).
To add insult to injury the areas that are getting laminate have paneling walls and wooden beam/stucco ceilings, so when we’re done our house is going to look like a fucking hunting lodge in the middle of the student ghetto.
Yikes man, that definitely sucks.
Just got even worse news though, apparently our ceiling caved in and now we have water pouring in from the roof into our sink. Nicely placed, but still fucking annoying.
Don’t you just cut laminate with a razor blade? Not to derail or anything. That’s the advantage of laminate.
Laminate flooring is basically fake hard-wood flooring. You might be thinking of vinyl. But, I assure you, it takes a fair bit of force to cut it with a chopsaw so a razor blade would be utterly ineffective.
Haha sweet, into the sink.
I forgot to mention that apparently our house is insulated with kitty litter, as there are two separate holes in the paneling where dirt just infinitely pours out. One was above the stairs so dirt went in my hair every time I walked past it and one was near the baseboards in the living room. I duct taped both of them shut but for a while it was really freaky. Dirt piles up, sweep it away, more dirt comes out to replace old dirt, repeat ad nauseum.
I really wish I took pictures before taping it shut, but it was definitely the highlight of the tour when people came to visit.
My bad, yes, I was thinking of vinyl. You, as tenants, are doing that yourself? That’s crazy. That’s like pergo, right?
Why you gotta go and drag her through the mud? You’re wrong, by the way, she’s got talent in spades.
You may not like what she’s doing, but you can’t deny that she’s got a voice, a knack for songwriting, and a simply uncanny skill for self-promotion.
I used to collect church marquees. Pictures of them, rather. I’ve always loved them and several years ago I started to collect them. I made a habit of keeping a camera in the car so I could pull over and snap pictures of them whenever I’d pass by (this was clearly before the camera phone became ubiquitous). I had delusions of making vast scrapbooks or something.
Oddly enough, long about the time I switched from film to digital camera, I stopped collecting pics of church marquees. Why? It became easier. I no longer had to wait for processing. Why did I stop?
Who knows.
This week I was back in Virginia visiting my folks and I passed a church marquee that may have turned me around. It grabbed me. And I have no idea what it means, but it was so intriguing it made me pull over at two in the morning and take a picture. Furthermore, it makes me want to start taking pictures of church marquees again.
Here’s the shot:
I have no idea what this means. I’ve puzzled over it and puzzled over it. But that’s why I love these things.
-xtien
I’ll drop it in this thread, sorry. (pop music sucks.)
H.
Excuse me, stewardess? I speak woowoo. It means he invented being dead for only three days.
I had to look up Pergo, but I think our flooring is much cheaper quality than that. It requires lots of hammering and whatnot to get it to lock together (or we’re just highly unskilled, but that’s what happens when you ask students to put in your flooring for free).
I had my dad visit me for six days - the first time in my adult life either of my parents has been out to actually see where I live instead of me heading back to CA for the holidays or whatnot. Probably the best “vacation” I’ve had in years, taking two days off work to bracket the long Memorial Day weekend. Took him around the city to see all the historic districts, caught a Royals “game” (the quotes are due to the fact that it was more of a nine-inning mugging than an actual ballgame), had a barbecue with relatives that I didn’t even know existed prior to last week, went out to dinner with MattBowyer and his lovely wife (who I had to give my dad specific instructions that he was NOT permitted to flirt with or hit on) and managed to get him hooked on both Leverage and Fallout 3.
It’s kind of weird just hanging out with my dad, but definitely one of the more enjoyable weekends I’ve had in quite some time.
That’s fair; you like what you like. But whether you appreciate some pop or not, you can’t deny that some pop artists do possess genuine talent, they’re just not applying it to make prog metal concept albums and stuff.
Next up, Lady Gaga and Justin Beiber’s rendition of 2112…
Oh no doubt, I just think the medium masks it. Let’s wander over to the music forum and have a civil chat about it.
H.
Here’s a good church sign we see on the freeway to work that we should get a picture of. The bolded word is in bigger letters:
HE
DELIGHTS
IN MEN WHO
FEAR HIM
