The Totally Radical Thread for Crotchety Old Bitches

Same here. Our 'Shelter' is the laundry room on the bottom floor that is supposed to squeeze 12 people plus pets when it barely has room for a water heater and coin operated washer and dryer. A high end F1 or low end F2 would likely tear the buildings down. Not the safest place I have lived in regards to tornados.

Shelters seem to be a disparate and random thing. Some places have them and some business have them.

One of the safest places I know if is Paypal next door which has a tornado bunker. Good thing they have that all glass large window type façade.

While houses can be ripped up by tornadoes just like trailers, twisters don't have an appetite for the former like they seem to for the latter.

(Not in Tornado Alley now, but I used to live in northern Illinois. You bet your ass I jumped at the sound of that gawdawful 2-tone siren, even when I knew it was just the weekly test.)

People around here lie all the time about their address to keep their kids in the desired district. I work with a woman who lives on the north side of town and she drives her kids to a school in one the neighboring towns on the southwest side. Different town.

My neighbors take their kids to a school far enough away for it to be a pain in the butt, but they do it because that is where they want the kids to go to school. The house just happened to be the right one at the right price

Welp. I already knew this, but I now offically officially never want to live in a tornado-prone area.

I'll stick with the earthquakes and volcanoes. Seems safer.

I would love to do that, except that my school checks and I have to leave town before that's possible to make sure I get to work on time...blah.

This is annoying to figure out.

That tornado that came through central Arkansas around this time last year passed within about 5 miles of our house as the crow flies...and was the second tornado to come through that exact path, hitting the same towns as the first. We were in the northwestern corner of the state glued to the TV and on the phone with my wife's parents making sure they were alright, they live less than a mile from us.

Thank god they were. That makes me happy to hear.

I remember that night too well. I was stuck at work when I got the phone call from my girlfriend saying her brother and parents were dead. I was working at the institution then and was just trying to keep my clients safe.

Oh, that's horrible...were they in Mayflower or Vilonia, or somewhere else?

Vilonia. I had friends in Mayflower that were hit as well. One lost her home when that oil pipe broke and spilt all over the place. Her land was contaminated. Then the high winds from the twister knocked down her new construction for the place she moved to.

Whoo! So it's looking like I'll be home before my birthday and done with the Army! I can finally see the light at the end of the tunnel, and it is glorious.

In even BETTER NEWS, hopefully I do get out on the projected date. Because then, it gives me time to finally attend something I've always wanted to go to - MARDI GRAS.

edited 27th Jan '15 4:39:59 PM by MarkVonLewis

Apropos of nothing, seen on the Baen Bar forum: Countries of the world scaled by population.◊

CIF - three letters than can inspire many a sane person to visceral, gory slaughter.

Well I'm about half done with them, luckily they didn't kick back my armor so I got that going for me.

So, I'm in training right now. It's pretty much review for me, "learning" something that I've done a few times before that in reality almost never needs to be done. But our poor instructor ... our schoolhouse is 25 miles away from her kid's school. Her house is 2 miles away from said school. Her husband was at home when the school called, saying they didn't get a permission slip for some school trip, and he wanted her to leave work to drive to the school instead of doing it himself. When all he was doing was sitting at home playing video games.

Something tells me there's a divorce in her future ...

Sitting at home with my Parmesan white sauce beef mix and angel hair pasta and two beers. One PBR and one Red Stripe. Two of my favourite beers.

Add in a Terry Pratchett audio book droning on while I eat and I am happy monkey for the night.

edited 29th Jan '15 10:54:22 PM by TuefelHundenIV

I'm hungry but i don't know for what.

I hate that feeling.

in other news, heading up to tahoe this weekend!! should be fun!

So that fever and sore throat husband and kids have had all week...?

Yeah, it's strep.

I swear our immune systems aren't even trying anymore. It's been five weeks of non-stop viruses and bacterial infections. I'm about ready to homeschool the kids just so they don't bring back all the goodies from their daily wallow in the bug breeding grounds. I am not even kidding. :P

ETA: Burger. My little guy was made of burgers. Also cheesecake.

edited 31st Jan '15 1:45:30 AM by mona.soyun

Well, at least I don't have to worry about moving because I can't buy a house.

Before, the issue was my student loans were in deferment, but were still far in excess of my income.

Now, half of my student loans have been put into repayment status, however because of my income, my repayment status is $0.00 a month. My other loans are still in deferment because they don't do income based payments for income that low.

So, the mortgage lenders give no fucks. If I'm too poor to pay on my student loans, I'm too risky to buy a house even though I have a perfect history of paying for my almost $600 a month rent and the houses I am looking at will be even less than that a month for everything...

Fuck you grad school. You left me with $80K in loans, over qualified, and forced me into collections for fucking up my financial aid when I took a semester off to take care of my dying father.

Amazing how everything I do to try and improve my life is the direct cause of fucking me over later.

That really sucks. I'm sorry. :/

In your place, I'd try to reframe it, like you said: now you don't have to worry about it. The decision's made for you, and now you can focus completely on moving out of state. You won't get trapped by a house.

Maybe you can look for a better rental...?

Well the new apartment management company is trying to play games with rent. We went to pay our rent and they tried to tell us we owed more because a single box was not checked on the rental agreement despite records of rent from the previous company and additional notation indicating why. Especially interesting is they claimed 'Their lawyer' said it had to be this way. But somehow same said lawyer magically missed nearly 10 notations indicating several pages worth of addendums. You know legally binding alterations and additions to the contract that are legally part of the contract and all that. The funny thing is they totally "forgot" to consider those magical check marks meant something. For a company that was so suddenly hung up on a check mark on a box they conveniently ignored several more that contradicted what they wanted to try and do.

Needless to say I was fairly furious at the bullshit and took the rent check back and left the office it wasn't due yet to begin with. There was some yelling while they continued to lie and make excuses to my face which just pissed me off more. So at the end of the week I asked my wife to go back with the check while I was at work and instructed her to get copies of all the addendums that they had. Low and behold when we asked for the records that missing page appears and suddenly they have to consult their with supervisors. Kind of funny that didn't cross their minds the first time when we pointed out there were addendums contrary to their desire to illegally squeeze money out of us.

So for the most part as I suspected the new company is a pack of jack assess trying very hard to screw everyone they can. From where I am sitting is a mix of incompetence and malice. They can't even perform basic maintenance on the doors which caused my key to snap off in the lock while it was nice and cold outside and I was pottying the dogs. Nor have they fixed any of the simple things like the exterior lights that have been burnt out for months.

That's some S1 level not-doing-our-job shit right there.

I think it is them trying to game the system and extort more money by saying but a lawyer said this. When we decided we needed all of the records and it was pointed out they had so thoughtfully left off a lot things rapidly changed.

I am already in the cheapest place already while avoiding mold and larger roaches.

I have been fighting for years to get out of this hell hole.

I will be 30 in two years. I can't get a house. I can't get above the poverty line. I don't want to be one of those people who is working past 70 because they couldn't get anywhere but I don't really see what other choice I am being given. I went to college like my father asked and now my future is fucked for it.

I really didn't want my kid to grow up like I did.

In about 2 weeks, I'll be 25. And if I got the same gene my mom and her dad had, I'll begin going grey in a couple years. Suppose it'll match how I feel - I feel like the Army has prematurely aged me.

Most of you are easily half my age. And I mean it. Easily. HALF.

I also remember how difficult it was to learn how to live like an adult, get an education, deal with the consequences of some bad decisions and just plain take care of shit when I was half my current age. Frankly, it isn't easy now either. But you pick up the pieces and you keep moving on, because that is all you can really do.

You all need to pull back on the grumping. This thread is no fun any more.

I made a new drink tonight - the Cherry Spider Margarita. Basically using Tarantula Azul tequila, margarita mix, and some grenadine to give it a cherry flavor. Kinda like a cherry limeade that will get you drunk.