I started this thread because I was inspired by my neighbors cackle. The way she laughs makes me laugh and I am becoming more comfortable with my neighbors to the point I want to post about them.
Anyways...
my neighbot laughs Just.Like.That. :lol:
Quote from: Arturo on August 12, 2017, 02:10:21 AM
I started this thread because I was inspired by my neighbors cackle. The way she laughs makes me laugh and I am becoming more comfortable with my neighbors to the point I want to post about them.
Anyways... my neighbot laughs Just.Like.That. :lol:
"Smokey's mom." :lol:
Not a current neighbour but when I was living in an apartment some time back one first floor guy inside what seemed to be his bathroom was talking to another who was outside. He was butt naked and you could see everything pressed against the frosted glass window. I don't know if he was aware of it or not and if cared.
Bahahaha
So a homeless man has settled near my house, he set up a tent, brought an old rusty oven (I think?) and a bunch of garbage. I don't know how I feel about that yet, he walks with a weird gait and could pose a threat.
Problem is even if someone comes to remove the homeless and send them to a shelter, they always come back. I foresee a problem for the neighbourhood.
Silver, is there any conceivable way to befriend the guy? As a seemingly benevolent neighbor he could be valuable to you....and perhaps you to him. Homeless people are not all bad guys, some are most worthy but their lives have, for whatever reason, gotten out of synch with what we believe to be the acceptable norm.
Any initiation of that sort of thing would be done with considerable caution of course. There are those among we HAFers who would have to take time off from work if we had to come to Brasilia for the purpose of ensuring your safety and peace of mind.
Quote from: Icarus on August 20, 2017, 12:01:47 AM
Silver, is there any conceivable way to befriend the guy? As a seemingly benevolent neighbor he could be valuable to you....and perhaps you to him. Homeless people are not all bad guys, some are most worthy but their lives have, for whatever reason, gotten out of synch with what we believe to be the acceptable norm.
Or born into that condition, as is the case with many in developing countries.
I don't know Icarus, too much has happened in my life for me to assume that people I don't know are seemingly benevolent. I'm not saying I think all homeless people are bad or somehow less worthy than those who do have a roof to live under, but desperation can drive people to do bad things. And they have reason to be desperate.
The person who has settled near my house seems to be a little erratic, and that among other things could be indicative of drug use. Cheap crack is a huge problem around these parts. This is just an assumption, I haven't personally seen him use anything. Either way, he seems to be unpredictable.
QuoteAny initiation of that sort of thing would be done with considerable caution of course. There are those among we HAFers who would have to take time off from work if we had to come to Brasilia for the purpose of ensuring your safety and peace of mind.
:P But Brasília is around 2,200 km away from where I live. ;) That would only take away from my peace of mind because I would worry incessantly that the HAFer is safe themselves.
Quote from: xSilverPhinx on August 20, 2017, 02:03:19 PM
:P But Brasília is around 2,200 km away from where I live. ;) That would only take away from my peace of mind because I would worry incessantly that the HAFer is safe themselves.
I think Gene and I could handle it. We'd be like Ben Matlock and the guy who went on to costar in Walker Texas Ranger. Do you have hotdogs in Brazil? If we're going to make this work Gene is going to have to hunt for hotdogs while we're solving the case.
G85 would be useful too. He is a warrior....yes?
Quote from: Icarus on August 20, 2017, 10:07:53 PM
G85 would be useful too. He is a warrior....yes?
Yes. And he's been drafted, again!
Quote from: jumbojak on August 20, 2017, 04:00:12 PM
Quote from: xSilverPhinx on August 20, 2017, 02:03:19 PM
:P But Brasília is around 2,200 km away from where I live. ;) That would only take away from my peace of mind because I would worry incessantly that the HAFer is safe themselves.
I think Gene and I could handle it. We'd be like Ben Matlock and the guy who went on to costar in Walker Texas Ranger. Do you have hotdogs in Brazil? If we're going to make this work Gene is going to have to hunt for hotdogs while we're solving the case.
Yes, we have hotdogs. I hear they can be quite ferocious :grin:
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On the other side of the street, two doors down, is "The Noisy House."
OK, the house itself is no noisier than the others but somehow it (and us) are cursed with noisy people living there. It started about 15 years ago when it was bought by a bloke with the noisiest bucket of bolts of a Ford diesel van I have ever heard. Not normally a problem, except that his wife had to leave for work (in a bakery) at 4am. She kept her car in the garage, he parked in front of the garage - so he had to move his van for her to get out. Always a struggle to get it started, then he would move it and leave it ticking, er, rattling over for 15 -20 minutes until she got clear and he had slammed the garage door shut and moved the van back. This persuaded me to fork out for double glazing ahead of my budget schedule, as much for sound insulation as for heat. They sold out and moved a month later.
Then the place was rented to some petrol head. He had a suped up Ford that was his pride and joy. Every dry evening and week end it would appear half out of the garage. Then out would come the laptop and the car would be running and being tuned for two or three, or four, hours. Just how much tuning can you give a car!? But, rumble, rumble and vroom, vroom from its 3" exhaust pipes would regail us the whole time. OK in the winter with the windows shut, but when it was warm . . .
After a year of that the first family with kids moved in, well, single mother, three kids and a string if boyfriends who were regularly dispached during shouted, hour long, rows in the street. And both the eldest girl and middle boy could not speak at less than a shout. Or scream in the case of the girl.
Then the landlord had to rebuild the kitchen and bathroom after he evicted them.
Then the present family. Shouty kids again, shouty mother, shouty father who likes sitting out front with fags, beers and his shouty mates shouting at his other mate over the road and with his car stereo on steroids with all the doors open. Makes me pray for wet and cold weather.
As I said, a house cursed to have noisy inhabitants.
Keep the faith Glous. When you get a little older your hearing will go away and when the noise becomes a bit much you turn off your hearing aid. :teadrink:
Quote from: Icarus on August 21, 2017, 11:00:16 PM
Keep the faith Glous. When you get a little older your hearing will go away and when the noise becomes a bit much you turn off your hearing aid. :teadrink:
Yesss
Quote from: Gloucester on August 21, 2017, 08:36:44 PMThen the place was rented to some petrol head. He had a suped up Ford that was his pride and joy. Every dry evening and week end it would appear half out of the garage. Then out would come the laptop and the car would be running and being tuned for two or three, or four, hours. Just how much tuning can you give a car!?
With a Ford? You'll never get it right. At least it wasn't a Honda. You could've been charmed by the sound of a Whoopi cushion through a two inch exhaust.
Quote from: jumbojak on August 22, 2017, 02:38:48 AM
Quote from: Gloucester on August 21, 2017, 08:36:44 PMThen the place was rented to some petrol head. He had a suped up Ford that was his pride and joy. Every dry evening and week end it would appear half out of the garage. Then out would come the laptop and the car would be running and being tuned for two or three, or four, hours. Just how much tuning can you give a car!?
With a Ford? You'll never get it right. At least it wasn't a Honda. You could've been charmed by the sound of a Whoopi cushion through a two inch exhaust.
:D The Honda. Hereabouts we call that setup a "four inch fart can".
Not the neighbors, but the house, two doors down. Alleged druggies lived in it before we moved here, fighting in the street, arguing over who used the most dope. Anyway, the next family renovated the place and rented it out. That went bust, they sold it, and it became a halfway house. That flopped, and the next family to move in renovated it again. They moved out, and the family that lives there now, the "husband"- it's a lesbian couple with three daughters- is a contractor, and renovations ensued again. I think that on the entire street, there might be three other houses to get some amount of renovation, but that place has been
worked. On a side note, the neighbors between us get shunned by us after the wife vandalized all of our cars (didn't see it happen, can't prove it, but we know). They don't like the lesbian couple because they are that way, so when we talk back and forth between houses (not that often, we usually go to one or the other's house to chat), the in-between-neighbors duck their heads or go inside. They're a couple of really nice people. I wish
they lived next door!
Hey you guys, whassa matter with Hondas that you so dis them?
Nothing wrong with Hondas. They build excellent vehicles. I drive one under their Acura label. But their four cylinders sound ridiculous with a performance exhaust. Even when you see a seven second Civic it's hard not to shake your head when you hear it make a pass. It sounds like it's passing, well... Gas.
Not just Hondas, I was laughing at that example. Here in California (probably most anywhere, as well) I see these Subaru WRXs with these huge wings (spoilers) on the back. If it was meant to provide down force as speed, it wouldn't flap up and down. I see them where the wing is more than a foot above the roof! ;D
This guy may drive a Honda.
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What if Mr. Wilson from Dennis the Menace and Ned Flanders were neighbors?
Bonus Question: What if they were YOUR neighbors?
I think I'd like either one of them better than my current neighbors.
Quote from: Father Bruno on August 24, 2017, 03:02:31 PM
This guy may drive a Honda.
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I had a Honda years ago when they were still made by Mercedes Benz in their local factory, so the quality was quite good.
Born and bred in Detroit, currently live just outside the city. My father worked for GM for 32 years (engineer with Cadillac), and I've been working with the automotive industry for the last 20 years. So I've only driven mostly Chevy's; plus one Dodge, two Ford's and an Oldsmobile.
I don't have any against Honda's, BMW's, Aston Martins, etc...in fact I work for a Korean company that manufactures aluminum alloy wheels, but my biggest customer is GM, and I also do some work some with Ford (I live in Dearborn which is the location of Ford World Headquarters) so driving anything other than an American brand car would be a no no with the bosses, and certainly deeply frowned upon by our customers.
Plus, I'm sure my dad would haunt my dreams if I drove anything, but an American brand car.
When I bought my first Ford my father had already passed away. It was a Ford Windstar, as I was a young dad with two little kids, so it seemed at the time the most practical vehicle for me. (You know you've grown up and finally matured when you choose a car because of it's practicality)
I had just purchased the vehicle, and on my way home stopped by my mother's house to pick up my daughter who she was watching for the day. I proudly pointed it out to her through the front window, sitting there all sparkling new in her driveway (Metallic green)...she smiled at me and said, "It's nice honey, now why don't you park that in the street, seeing how it's a Ford and all"...she was joking of course, albeit sarcastically.
Funny part is my mother's longtime neighbor came outside as I was leaving. Her husband had worked for years at Ford, and he and my dad spent their days in a friendly over-the-fence spat of which brand was better, Ford or GM...anyway the neighbor yelled over to my mom, "Hey Betty, never thought I would live to see the day a Ford product was parked in your driveway, Victor would consider that a win over Walter" (Victor was her husbands name, and Walter was my dad's)
My favorite vehicle was the Dodge...it was a 1973 Tradesman with a 360 V8. Green with tear drop windows along the rear. Inside was customized, twin leather bucket seats, with deep green shag carpeting, and a separate compartment in the back. (No seats in the back, just wall to wall carpeting and lots of pillows) (Shag carpeting was good as it soaked up spilled bong water)
Most importantly it had a state of the art stereo system, well for it's time (1982)
My father hated it,...and for good reason, as it got me into all sorts of trouble, but my friends and I certainly had some really good times in it.
Fuck, I could write for days about that van and all of the crazy times we had in it.
My dad was a Ford guy for many, many years. He had a 66 F 100 when I still called microjak, and kept that truck for the rest of his life with the intention of getting it running for me to drive when I got my license. Shortly after I was born though he got a Nissan hardbody pickup and the thing would not die. He drove it to work at the lumber yard for over a decade after getting out of farming and that's on top of taking it everywhere while the was still farming!
After he died the truck was passed on to me. I wasn't old enough to drive on the road but it carried me around the farm and back and forth to the school bus for a few years until I stupidly ran it hot one day. I really wish I hadn't done that. That truck would still be on the road if it wasn't for teenage stupidity.
Since then I've always had a lot of respect for Japanese vehicles. My Toyota carried me to college and back five days a week an hour each way. I carried me to work for many years after that and I abused that car. Claire can tell you the sad state she was in the day I parked her. 300,000 hard miles and it was the transmission that let me down. The car was still drivable but had lost overdrive and was more like piloting a small aircraft through traffic than driving a car. She rattled and moaned, and you had to make constant adjustments to the heat to keep the car from running hot. I really miss that car.
One of my all time favorite cars was a 1971 Dodge Dart. Slant six engine, carbureted, primitive igniton system. It got better miles per gallon than my current Honda Element with its' sophisticated engine and all high zoot computer engine control modules.
My next favorite was a Hillman Husky from way back in the dark ages. After that in third place was my Mazda MPV. It was a damned good minivan that I drove for years with no trouble whatever except that the radiator kept crapping out and I bought several new ones before a suspiciously cheap Chinese radiator was installed and lasted as long as I had the bus.
My wife's Subaru Outback was perhaps the best of the numerous lot of cars that we have owned, including some rather expensive other brands. She now has a Prius and wishes that the she had the Subie instead.
Quote from: Arturo on August 12, 2017, 02:10:21 AM
I started this thread because I was inspired by my neighbors cackle. The way she laughs makes me laugh and I am becoming more comfortable with my neighbors to the point I want to post about them.
Anyways... my neighbot laughs Just.Like.That. :lol:
Okay, this made me laugh because I, too, have a neighbor that laughs just like that.
Technically I am bordered by 5 different other neighbors. I only really know one of them, she's a transwoman who's in the university LGBT club with me.
I also know that some of my neighbors have a tendency to smoke some strange drugs that they're not supposed to be and it gives me headaches just smelling it.