Category: venting

damn you, Inman Park Festival!!!!

First, let me start by saying that this could have been a potentially great weekend. For you see, Saturday, we decided that we would go the Inman park festival. It sounds all nice and fun, cause, hey, we did go there last year, but for some reason, I knew that the day would not turn out as planned. And boy was I right. I went and picked up my friend Daphne, and upon arrival at her house, I started to smell antifreeze. I honestly thought nothing of it, because sometimes things like that are around, not necessarily your car, but around, you know? So we went on our merry way to the liquor store to pick up some festival essentials. Upon procurement of said essentials, we started driving down the road, when I noticed the heat gauge was almost to the top. So, learning my lesson from the last time this happened to me (which was with my last car, and I kept driving it, thinking it was something with the oil, and that getting an oil change would make things all better; but as we all know that was a $2500 mistake… but anyways), I jerked the car quickly over into a parking lot, and turned the car off. Daphne hightailed it to Kroger, because all I know to do is put more fluid in there, so that is what we did. As the fluid goes in, we notice that it is going straight through to the ground, so basically, I have a busted water pump. Nice. But…

the reason your license has been revoked, sir:

This post is in reference to the guy, and anyone else who does this for that matter, who was driving the BMW that barreled through that intersection this morning. You see, the light was out, and it wasn?t blinking or anything. What does that mean? Well let’s see, as we should all know, given that we have a license to drive, and had to pass a test for it, that you must treat this situation as you would treat a four way stop situation. (meaning everyone stops, and everyone goes when it is their turn) So just because you drive a BMW, and think that you are immune to the law because your car is nicer than mine, doesn’t mean that you are immune, in fact, you too must comply with these rules. So stop next time, asshole.

Well, I feel a little better.

BUYER BEWARE my ass

After consulting with a lawyer regarding our rights when it comes to the MASSIVE termite damage and improper supports that were used to support the floors in our house, we have found out that it is pretty much our responsibility, per se. I talked with some lawyers, and they all said the same thing: fraud has to be intentional, which is hard to prove, and negligence is shaky ground (which is also hard to prove). Also, listen up homebuyers, in Georgia, there is something called a “Buyer Beware” law, which means that it is the buyer’s responsibility to check every potential problem out before closing. Honestly, I believe that this is the worst law ever, and it really does only protect the person who is selling the house. In this case, it protects them from spending the $20,000 to fix what should have been fixed before the house was even put up for sale. This doesn’t mean that it isn’t their fault, and it also doesn’t let them off the hook, but it really does mean that the legal system does not work for the little guy!!

ding dong the witch is dead… for now?

In a previous post, I went on about how I thought it was absurd that when you googled my name I wasn’t even included on the first few pages (I think that I said 7, but I am not for sure). Well, maybe the folks over at Google saw my post and thought it would be proper to put me on page one, because that is where I am, once again. Here’s hoping that I stay there, because after all, when I google my name, if I wanted to learn something about me, I would want my site to pop up… just a thought.

Google bomb failed. FUCK GOOGLE. THat’s right, google that… FUCK You GOOGLE.