Re: Re: 4/12/2013 WDT She only works 2 days a week and neither of them are Friday. My Mom is having a hard time right now going though some shit. I just called to check on her. Here is the jist of the convo: Me: So how are you doing today? Mom: Well, pretty good. The plumber is here (read: Neighbor friend that is helping her out) fixing the sink. And, I'm about to make a drink. Me: No fair. I've got 3 hours to go. She also mentioned she was making homemade spaghetti sauce to which I said that I bet the house smelled good. She agreed and remarked that is smelled like a bunch of Wop's lived there. We are part Italian folks. The apple does not fall far from the tree. Now I return you freaks to talk of Parker's junk. You people need to move on, seriously. Ew.
Wife just came back from the grocery store with lobster tails, steak, beer, and bottles of wine. I think she's trying to seduce me.
I dunno, Michael Schumacher openly cried on international television a number of times talking about Ayrton Senna, and he's German for christs sake. Also isn't Dale Jr a bad example based on all the bad #9 tributes, poetry, t-shirts, etc? Also I'm watching a car movie. Why is Dr. Phil being asked about the psychology of race car driving? Is he even a real fake doctor?
One. Hundred. Percent. Bullshit. What attention whore afflicted with Münchausen syndrome is making everyone feel bad for the hell of it? How sad indeed.
One of the only car movies worth a shit: Used Cars From the guy that brought you Forrest Gump, starring Snake Plisken. This movie is an homage to the character actor. They're all there. It's only missing that guy. You know that one guy, from the thing.
Serious question: How addictive is cough syrup? I know it's killed a few rappers, and is generally becoming some sort of problem, but is it habit forming? I know someone going through a bottle every two weeks, and at that rate will go on for years, but that scares me.
Less serious question: What is your threshold for calling the cops on loud neighbors? We have paid 3 visits to an apartment next door to tell them that starting band practice at 1am is not cool, and perhaps you all remember the scream fucking, loud TV watching, shitty power-punk loving upstairs neighbors that I rant about all the time. Boyfriend and I have started calling ourselves the neighborhood listen, but have only called the cops once (on a different neighboring house), opting instead to leave shitty notes, bang on the ceiling with a broom, and show up in our PJs looking cranky. We made the choice to live in the student ghetto, but didn't realize quite how bad it would be. So when are we justified in making a noise complaint, and when are we just curmudgeony old bastards? I have too much neighbor rage to make good decisions.
In my opinion, without hearing the noise myself, you probably have a right to be annoyed, but no matter what you do you'll (to the annoying neighbors) will always come off as the narc neighbors who never have fun and can't handle a bit of noise. Its hard to say whether you should file a complaint. If in the end it quiets things down it may be worth it. My threshold for calling the cops is when your neighbors wake up and do coke at 9am on Easter Sunday then proceed to get wasted, yep thats my line. Didn't call the cops but I was pissed.
Speaking as a guy who's gotten many a noise complaint, both warranted and unwarranted, the best bet is just try and be cool with them and work out a "schedule." Not that you have to play nice nice with them, but any attempt to swing your authority dick around will just end up making it worse, because college kids tend to suck.
I got to reading the back of the schnapps bottles in the liquor store on base today so I ended up with sour apple and butterscotch. Half and half and I have a caramel apple! It's delicious y'all.
Channing Tatum or Jason Statham... I'm torn for entertainment tonight. Magic Mike or Lock Stock and Two Smoking Barrels? And, to accompany, red wine or rye on the rocks? So many decisions.
Monkbeer. It is fucking delicious, and it gets me drunk. What isn't there to love? Tomorrow I am helping my friend move. Hooray. I am excited for six degree weather, rain, and snow and ice all over the ground. I have been promised Chinese food and all the beer I can drink. Tomorrow's breakfast will consist of bacon.
I don't have Snatch (heh). I have Crank, though. Or Transporter. Or Transporter 2. Or The Italian Job. Or Expendables. Or Expendables 2. Fuck, I love Jason Statham.
Is rye whiskey fashionable? It use to be an old mans drink but it seems like its coming into style again. Maybe people wanted to try something different than good ole bourbon.
Yup, rye is back. It was deader than Jonathan Winters for a while, but back from the dead. Unlike Jonathan Winters.