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Cake day: August 1st, 2022

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  • That sounds lovely. I hope I get my own shopping cart. That reminds me…it used to be so cool to watch people collecting bottles at the park every weekend. My cousin's grandpa would get this huge bag filled by all the kids. And all the grandpas and homeless would challenge each other to go get all the cans. The hobos had proper hobo vehicles… Walmart carta, home Depot carts…Smart'n Final anyone? Target 🎯 ofcourse was probably the best. Man, if you had a cart you had it done in San Diego. You just find some cardboard and you got a motor home without the motor.

    But it's too late for us. Now if you're homeless you can't even get a cart. They got the dang locking wheel thing.





  • You can walk in my neighborhood… downhill for about 2 weeks a year. Here in Kenmore WA, the rest of the year is certain death if you leave the house on foot. You would become a human popsicle most of the year. Then after you walk for literally 45 minutes you get to jack in the box and that's the end of your travels. Are you going to walk back home? Uphill and in freezing weather? And that's the way we combat homelessness here. They literally can't ever set up camp…you either. You're pretty much trapped inside an insulated box with a running tap on the gas pipeline grid. If that infrastructure dies, you are as good as dead too. The air handler is running the entire year. Winter for heating, then the two weeks I mentioned for cooling. Plus, outside your house is basically fungus eating everything…you car, your tires, dead wood, live wood. The roof. Everything is coated in a thick slimy mold layer.

    What was the question again?



  • Our local druglord is offering drug protection for kids at schools! Yey! And at $5 bucks, their service is way cheaper than the war on drugs that the cops keep peddling!

    Before I can get the kids to their first drug training, I gotta get the truck fixed, and what better way to do that than Joe? Joe may be the drunkest one eyed blind rheumatic paraplegic mute there is, but he’s kept all our cars running pretty good since that one time we accidentally ran him over. The car was making a noise and then it was just fine. Since then we go to Joe’s for regular maintenance. Well, it’s the alley behind Joe’s actually. It might not last, Joe seems to be getting slower and slower and much less talkative. Like the first time we ran him over, he was just blasting his mouth off. Last time he fixed my truck he wasn’t moving around as much and there were more flies around him than usual. Anyway, Joe is the way!

    And don’t let Google trick you. They just want more of your data.