Started by Innerreach, September 05, 2022, 09:03:15 PM
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Quote from: WOTR on September 06, 2022, 12:33:01 AMWere you inspired to get your computer from storage because BG was resrrected?A condensation line just run down the outside wall with a little insulation? You must not be working in the great white north.
Quote from: Innerreach on September 05, 2022, 09:03:15 PMhttps://vocaroo.com/1jg9VHLsQdxW
Quote from: K_Dubb on September 06, 2022, 10:33:14 AMOMG HOT AF 👁�👅👁�
Quote from: Innerreach on September 06, 2022, 08:08:56 AMHonestly, Bellgab's return didn't have much to do with it.We only have to insulate condensation lines in the attic here in Texas.🤠
Quote from: WOTR on September 06, 2022, 03:27:56 PMTexas? Makes sense. Prevent the condensation inside. Here, it gets heat traced if necessary. (And the distillate from the high efficiency furnaces has to be neutralized and put down a drain rather than a gravel pit dug outside...)At work, we have a small ductless split that tries to run in the middle of the winter. There is a ton of heat added to the environment that the particular office was built in (industrial environment.) Somehow, when it hits -40 outside, things still continue to struggle through. I have been expecting the compressor to crater for the last couple of years- but I guess I must have ordered some kind of a winter package with it.
Quote from: albrecht on September 06, 2022, 03:42:21 PM(Excepting that weird cold-snap that even nailed some people's water heaters without power for a few weeks and dumb people didn't drain them and cut off water to home in case of worse event!)
Quote from: Jackstar on September 06, 2022, 06:22:28 PMThe more appropriate word here other than "dumb" is "ignorant."For example I am neither, so not only am I not ignorant and that I know things needed to be done to the water here I'm also not dumb as in "silent" and that I'm happy to stay out loud to whomever may be interested in knowing that the water heater still works pretty good I'm amazed and I'm thankful to God above and whatever hands in boots on the ground that did something about it.That being said I haven't done anything around here, and I ain't going to; and that doesn't make me dumb or ignorant, that makes me... strategic.It amazes me that people imagine everyone's priorities are the same. I don't even know what would go through the thoughts in the mind of a person who had multiple empty houses over a winter to take care of, like how many just go from one house to another doing all the same appliances in a circle, or do they just carry all the tools from one place to another and just why does it seem so complicated... why not just have five families? Oh, never mind. Each additional mouth fed equals another liver that could be sold later on the back end, but with the COVID restrictions maybe that income stream has been knocked down in value.Gasps of horror from audience over yet another tasteless joke in 3... 2... WON-TON... BONE BROTH... I have seen the future and this is how it begins: making sure not to offend anybody. Go.
Quote from: Lilith on September 19, 2022, 02:19:22 AMI really enjoyed your podcast.
Quote from: Jackstar on September 19, 2022, 06:58:00 PMI was just waiting for brig's endorsement. IN 3... 2... 1... (Singularity Event) *click* BUZzzzZ*
Quote from: Dr. MD MD on September 19, 2022, 07:24:30 PMYou think she's a fan of schizophrenia?
Quote from: Innerreach on September 19, 2022, 06:52:20 PMOne day.
Quote from: Dr. MD MD on September 06, 2022, 06:58:46 PMThat's nice. 🙄
Quote from: Dr. MD MD on September 19, 2022, 08:01:45 PMI had enough of your jibber jabber,
Quote from: Dr. MD MD on September 19, 2022, 08:01:45 PMfool.
Quote from: Jackstar on September 19, 2022, 08:22:33 PMThat's probably why all my videos on YouTube just came down. Would you like to make some more veiled threats or is that enough for today? If only you knew how happy this word makes me these days. \o/😇🌟🌈👍😃💫💗✂️🔱🍇
Quote from: Dr. MD MD on September 19, 2022, 08:54:32 PMVeiled?! Sounds gay.
Quote from: Innerreach on September 19, 2022, 06:52:20 PMI'd make them more often if I had the time and energy.
Quote from: Jackstar on September 19, 2022, 09:26:31 PM B*y, you sure are out of touch with how outtatime our consensual reality really is. It's so bad, it ought to be against Divine Law...And worf on the street is, after the next server reset, IT WILL BE. Now, I'm not speaking in any kind of Divine capacity right now; & thank God for that, do you think they pay me any extra when I get to do that? NO! Not at all, don't get even one virgin, let alone 77. (Imagine the bill for the shoes alone.)But what I do get is a very warm and comfy place to sleep without any guilty conscience helicopter parenting over my head, next to that pendulum with the Sword of Damocles stenciled on it in sharp bas relief, with little duckys and bunnys running for their lives from it also etched on the side... in slightly less sharpened bas relief because some people don't like it all that sharp. Some people prefer the hammer to fall than Damocles in Autumn, anyway. You probably don't know what I'm saying, so just go back up there and look at Barbara Eden clutching her pearls behind a veil again, coz like, I'm going to. You Young People have no idea of the pressures I'm under, honestly—and this is quite by design, I can assure you.
Quote from: Dr. MD MD on September 19, 2022, 09:33:15 PMIt's ALL been getting in lately.
Quote from: Jackstar on September 19, 2022, 10:06:47 PMI just imagine myself back in high school where nobody talks to me unless I'm being set up for the bees, and it just seems like old times.
Quote from: Jackstar on September 19, 2022, 10:06:47 PMI have to be able to breathe, for example.
Quote from: SredniVashtar on September 20, 2022, 04:39:20 AMMany of us would disagree.
Quote from: Jackstar on September 20, 2022, 02:34:09 PMOne of the most reliable signs that what I am doing with my life is totesworth the effort.Another is the relentless boiling out of the woodwork, all this karmic energy from years and years gone back, that I, mysteriously, get carbon-copied feedback reports from Spirit on, from time to time as we all of us do, and lately--far, far more often. (The tadpoles coming out of the window panelling, -actual- tadpoles wriggling, are getting downright arrogant.) I'm not the only person around here who communes with The Spirit World, but I am the newest, and the locals have come to be aware of the impact I am having on the environment, and most people whose opinions really matter--and especially, most stakeholders that are concerned--seem to be reasonably fond of me here. (Certainly they've gotten a lot more polite.)It would seem that witnessing the ongoing self-destructive cycle of -certain- key monkeyman players (especially around here--people are lining up around the block) is in part, a matter of seniority. As one of the longest-lived field-tested and -qualified Adjudicators available in my area (and certainly the most notorious, as well as arguably the most well-known as being perhaps, allegedly, balls-out insane), it would come to me -firstly,- in any general call for, ah, shall we say, "reinforcements," by which I mean the following.Let's say, someone has to get beaten up. This is more common that one might think, given that, there are -a lot- of tough-ass bruisers in this part of the world, as well as no small amount of bitch-ass little wanna-be thuggie little piggies. (Present company & Company & Co. excluded, of course.) And in the jungle, when you're in The Jungle, Baby, sometimes... you gonna die. Well, I'm not gonna kill anyone on purpose, that's been established by my verified record of lifelong pacifism, and anyone who asks, I'll tell them: I am lazy, and if we're gonna start killing people, don't ask me until it's time to cinder the the surface and glass it all to rock candy. For an individual, I would prefer public humiliation--deemed by many to be a fate worse than death. And, it is. Especially for some folk from around here.Shreddi, shall I stop breathing? Well, I can become Lord Of The Underworld here, no sweat, although I much prefer being Master Of The House. As the sole Resident, as well The Resident and The Caretaker, if I -were- to die, not likely but sure, let's say I did, well, here I am already in a church, already on a cemetery, and already I am surrounded by legitimate choices to make phylactery out of. They'll never get me out of here if they start to murderin'. For one thing: Shields. (Go bearers.) For another, I know how to become a Lich at point of death and live for Eternity as an Undead Magi. (It's not that hard. I've read a few books. And if I am actually dead, well, shit, why not? What, I need to save myself for Heaven? Already been, Shreds. Already done that trip. Nice place. Rather more niggers than I expected, but that's okay--I am one too, better buckle your shoes and start tap dancing, Buttercup. Because in The Land Of The Six Rivers, any man with even a question as to how The One Drop Rule applies is gonna be suspect. The Whites in His area (THIS IS GOD'S COUNTRY. PERIOD.) are -very- serious about it. And they know I didn't come over on The Mayflower, and they know that my continued survival and residency here is an embarrassment to... some. I don't wanna name names. Some of them probably -are- actual liches. And now, the rest all know it, if anyone does. Socially awkward at best these days, to be sure. War is hell.) Now, do I want to stop breathing and spend my days beyond the veil of death, casting magic missile into the darkness of the house, as a tormented soul cursed to protect The Spirits that roam here, as they now do protect me in Life? Well, if you want me to be strictly honest about it, fuck no. I like being alive. I like breathing. I didn't quit smoking for nothing. So Shreddy, what can I tell you? Take a number for the murder line and STFU. Have a seat. On that stump over there. Next to that beehive. Oh, you're leaving? Well... bye.Welcome to my daily experience of living here in (RED/GREEN) Castle (Blank), (Blank-U.S. State): it's not just any jungle out there, it's My jungle. I have established dominance. I have taken The High Ground. There are people out there, they just cannot believe it. They can barely hold their shit together as they contemplate it: they've got a madman Sourceror Paladin living in a haunted church on consecrated Native burial ground, and no one can do a damn thing about it to get rid of me, no matter how much they beg, plead, bribe, or threaten -- this IS My House. This IS My Land. And I got it the old-, old-, Olde-Fashioned Way: I inherited it, I was then challenged for it... and I took it back, on my own, with none but my Creator and His Will behind me on support. There's a Will and a Trust and a bunch of lawyers and family and Family involved, sure.But without the blessing of God, there is no fuckin' way I would still be here. They hauled me out on Christmas Eve, it took a bakers' dozen of dudes with thugs with weapons to take me away. And now, ~9 months later, just look at me now, Dad. Ha! Ha! HAH! He is pretty impressed. "Sure you got the place, but can you take care of it?" I can hear him saying that to me as if he were alive. (He is.) He's not on this plane of reality, but, so what? Good. I don't want him taking any of my beer, that goddam deadbeat freeloader would drink me out of the house if he were -really- here instead of just frontin' like he was. In any event, taking care of a place, to my mind, consists in no small part of being able to keep a place... and in this place, there are -several- people who disagree with my various hat-wearing statuses of, The Caretaker, The Resident, & The Beneficiary... and if they knew that I were The Soul Beneficiary as well, I mean it, toteslegit--some folks would probably have themselves a fuckin' aneursym.Because I am that legit. FU MC Hammer. ROT, Foster The People, there's no one coming up to squat on this land. THIS IS MY HOUSE. THESE ARE MY RULES. I AM THE AUTHORITY HERE. Now, I know that sounds like it's a bit of bullshit, but it's the deal I have made with Spirit.I made a deal with God. (What? Clergy. Get over it.) These ~4.1 acres might not be much, but they ARE My Demesene. I'm the responsible party, possession is 9/10ths of the law, and I have been given to understand in no small measure what that means. For example, while the legal owner of record is My Mommy's Lawyer (not his/her real name, obviously), that individual is not present here, and is owning the land and it's associated buildings (henceforth to be referred to as, "The *Kuczi Land*," and yes, you may savor the envy, because this SHIT IS REAL) as held in Trust because, that's how my Mommy wanted it, and who am I to argue?The fact that plenty of people disagree is of no problem to me whatsoever. Their derision and scorn and total, abject disbelief just makes the victory all the sweeter. And clearly, God agrees: I was told that wildlife is using My Land as a refuge of safety, and the Spirits on guard here report that they have been quite successful at scaring away those who would wish to trespass here. Which is good.I am too scary, myself, to be wasted on the riff-raff. I would prefer not to face down villagers with pitchforks, but if they come, they better bring a lot of fuckin' forks, that's for fuckin' sure.MY KINGDOM. RAWR. GRAPEFRUIT MAD(e).
Quote from: albrecht on September 20, 2022, 05:04:54 PMtry not paying any property taxes etc. Then tell me how the ownership goes. Or don't send the proper amount of grain or fish in whatever situation. Same deal.