I like beef and beans a lot. Lol But hey, nothing wrong with that.
Times are changing, I guess people end up somewhere else. Forums are considered the old school now. Where are people going? I have no idea.
Sounds like the next Umbrella Academy plotline.It's weird I saw this tweet today because I think the same thing pretty much every morning when I wake up. I feel like my default state is dead and through some strange cosmic accident I'm alive somehow. It's like the universe's incompetent bureaucrats got their paperwork all mis-shuffled and forgot I'm not supposed to exist. Like how do I even exist? Me? How? Shouldn't be possible.
Aside from the redesign migration, I think the lost of blogs likely is speeding this up too unfortunately.
Oh man. I hate those things! (trailers). I grew up partially in a trailer. It was new when they moved into it (though a new one is pretty much as crappy as an old one but just smells better). They build them cheap and light (to facilitate moving and weight limits I guess). And then once they have been parked for a certain number of years, it's hard to get them moved again. I don't know if the new ones are any better made than they used to be but the old ones were horrible to heat and cool. The insulation was terrible. In the Summer it was like being inside an oven without AC and in the Winter you could feel the cold air the instant the heat clicked off.@WillYouStopDave
My mother in law used to hoard things, it was really bad. She had a hard time throwing a lot of things away, and when I would try to convince her to she would get agitated. After she passed away, I remember attempting to clean out her home, it was really bad. Eventually I had to give up, there was too much stuff and it is and hour and a half drive one way, it would have taken weeks to clear it out, and to have it professionally done would have cost at least $5000..
Needless to say, the trailer park got her trailer. I was worried they would come after us to force us to have it removed, but thankfully we held no legal responsibility for that trailer. I see it on google earth, and some poor soul bought it, that thing was chewed apart by insects and needed to be condemned.. I mean, I could literally push my finger through the exterior walls due to termite damage. The roof collapsed after she passed away, I imagine someone fell through it while inspecting the place.
Anyway, I'm sorry you have to put up with that kind of nonsense.
Oh yeah. I have noticed the lot fees are sky high. It's like all these people who rent properties get together and conspire for everything to be pretty close to the same price so there's really no good way to live cheap. In some areas anyway. There might be some OK rental prices but it's probably mostly in economically depressed (and likely high crime) areas.Those trailer parks are an absolute rip off though. I think when my MIL passed away they were charging her $500 a month just for the lot. At that point I would rather just spend another $300 and get an apartment.
I love that poem. And the older I get, the more I feel exactly like that -- everything fades, breaks and dies eventually. I watched it happen to my dad. I've watched it happen to our house, which now needs serious repairs. Even mountains are worn down by wind and water over the ages; there is absolutely nothing which entropy does not affect.Just for good measure, I'll put in a poem I first heard when I was in elementary school, surely it too is over the top, but how I feel at times.