I refuse to be the only insomniac in the city.
what I am doing right now: listening to my daughter snore, waiting for people to reply.
so after a solid year of completely ignoring each other's existence, our neighbors' apparent chaotic family turmoil spilled over to our house a couple of weeks ago -- short story is their young child came over for help, my girlfriend and I helped, and mom came over next day to thank us. we exchanged pleasantries, introduced ourselves, shook hands, and she casually mentioned that they will be starting a band soon and will start practicing in their garage in the backyard. I share that ummmm we work overnights and attempt to sleep during the day, but she politely said something about checking with the police about the noise ordinance already while they were over. yeah, while cops were called to make sure no one was dead, they ask how late they can practice. with a knot already forming in my stomach, I think, how bad can it be? next day I am jolted awake after four hours of sleep to what I can only describe as three more hours of speed metal, nothing against it, just not exactly restful and I do not understand why it has to rattle my windows and I get to hear the lyrics perfectly to be effective practicing. I go over to ask same, I receive an earful about how I know nothing about bands or practicing and no, they cannot turn down their amps and boy, the cops get really sick of receiving complaints about things that aren't against the law. I am sort of flummoxed, reassure that I wasn't going to call the cops but I was just asking about muffling options or timing options as a friendly neighbor that just helped your kid and needs sleep desperately, the door is slammed in my face. the next day, its louder, and then we hear some random shouting for a good hour or so. I open the door to run to freddie's real fast and the woman is on her porch, clearly intoxicated, screaming "FUCKING HOMOSEXUALS!" at me and other things I don't understand, while her kids are chalking pictures on the street and smiling. I don't even know what to do, just got in my car and left, and I have not seen them since, but there is a makeshift fence up now on their porch. point taken. the practicing continues, every weekend day. *yawn*
maybe its just the first time someone has been so openly hostile toward me as a person and about my relationship, not just some picketer somewhere. maybe I am just still lamenting and feeling helpless about those poor kiddos growing up with that. I really want to buy a large rainbow flag and put rainbow lights all around our porch, one big gay portland house, or anonymously sign them up for a bunch of sexuality and parenting oriented newsletters, but I am truly afraid they'll try to like, poison our dogs in our backyard or something.
sigh. that's all. thanks for letting me get that out.
Who is your tattoo artist?
Show me the work they've done on you!
Hey peeps, it's time (well, past time) for a general clean-up of my yard. I need to have trees and shrubs pruned, beds cleaned, and some compost and barkdust spread, and the debris removed ... i.e. nothing too technical, but I want a good company to do it, rather than hiring off of CL or the phone book. I'm checking Angie's List as well, so I'm really after personal recommendations of a service to contact. Thanks!
Is anyone elses Comcrap Cable tv down in the NE 11th ave and Ainsworth region? I just got this fucking box replaced.
A game that will test the deep and abiding psychic connection we have had over the years.
I don't know if it will work, but tell me if you think it is worth trying:
In the past, I have had posts here where people post pictures. This would be like this, only the goal is to post pictures that somehow reach a psychic convergence in thematicness.
And, of course, I would screen the comments, so that no one could see what was being posted for about...8 or 12 hours.
Does anyone want to do this, or is this just more proof that the G Fish has been riding that Kava pony a bit too hard?
Where are the best places to buy Kava Kava in town?
I can get it at Fred Meyer, but it is in pill form, and pretty expensive.
Although, of course, if I get it too cheap and potent, there is a good chance I won't ever leave my apartment again.
Thanks for the suggestions on Trader Joes for my smoked mozzarella hookup... you guys rock!
...now here's the next question: Anyplace local (bonus pts for close to or IN Vancouver again!) I can pick up chopsticks... but with rabbits/bunnies on them? I would ideally like more realistic ones. It's going to be a gift for the boyfriend's mother.
Ready... set... sqwee!
If you're in the market for some tech support or general computer help, I'm your man! Not only will I not charge you what the box stores do (hello, geek squad), but since you're my favorite damn community on LJ, I'd be willing to discount it further for you wonderful people!
Client with the following:
-needed wireless network routed throughout her home (set up for five computers)
-installed new OS
-configure new said OS to operate with previously purchased components
The woman I helped told me that Best Buy (aka Geek Squad) offered to do this for her for the super low low rate of $180 freakin' dollars. What a steal!
What I charged? $45.00. Yes, that's right. Forty-five freakin' dollars.
So ... just an fyi. Shop around. I also won't jerk you around if I can't fix it. I'll lay it out and tell you that I can't. In fact, because I'm just so damn nice and pissed off at these other tech support helper people that they charge so much, I don't even charge if I don't do anything. Advice is free.
So ... yeah. I'm totally serious - shop around. There are much more competent and able people out there to help you and not completely screw you over.
Name something for me to do tomorrow with my two year old. Other than the Zoo/Children's museum. Been there, done that, want to try something new. Has to be within Tri-Met territory, preferably something not too far on the east side.
If nothing else we'll do Build-A-Bear, and ice cream. Just trying for an adventure. Can't really have an adventure at the mall. Or, can we?
There has been a lot of buzz in Washington DC in the last few hours.
Because in approximately 36 hours, Ralph Nader will announce his candidacy for president. This will happen on Meet the Press this Sunday with Tim Russert. This will be followed by a televised celebration being held by the GOP.
So, since no one objected, and several people thought it was a good idea, we are going to play a game.
The game goes like this:
1. Close your eyes and meditate on the thoughts and feelings of your fellow damnportlanders
2. Find a picture that shows what is going through our shared subconscious.
3. Post it.
4. Tomorrow, I will unscreen the pictures, and we can see what we came up with.
Also, play nice.
When looking at the Oregonian classifieds for estate sales every week, I notice a lot of auction listings. I'm always interested in checking one out but kind of intimidated for some strange reason. Something about competitive buying makes me anxious. Has anybody ever gone to one? Are they worth it? I'm not really in the market for restaurant equipment, cars, or antiques. Is this all that they offer? Has anything bought something really awesome or just really cheap and care to share their experience?
Anyone have a recommendation on a great place to get a tattoo removed locally? I would like to alter a piece that was done by a great artist. With that in mind I would love to preserve as much of the rest of the piece as possible. Any recommendations or warnings you might have would be greatly appreciated. Thanks in advance.