Wednesday, May 6, 2009

I keep promising pictures but am just to unorganized to post them yet.......

I am so unorganized. Part of that has to do with not done moving if that can be real. I have some items that I have been carting around now for years, still in storage and am looking for places to put them. I just placed an ad at craigs for some items, a Mr. Heater and an electric impact gun with impact sockets. Some fellow offered me $15 cash right now, call me. Of course, he didn't tell me which item he was willing to part with the $15 for and I didn't consider that a serious offer so off to the trash.

I got another inquiry about Mr. Heater asking me if I still have it, to which I replied with my phone Number and the affirmative. That inquiry was sent from an iPhone, so I think, what do I think, I'm amused is how I feel.

I actually plan on a yard sale maybe first week of June, when tis pesky liquid sunshine stops falling out of the sky. I could have one now, but likely more people will come if it is sunny out.

I have created a small memorial in my bus with pictures of my departed dog and actually wrote a small sign that says "In Memory Of Buster" and attached it to the big picture I have had of him in bus for the last year or so. I'm not over putting him down and am getting all kinds of advice on getting another dog etc. I just keep telling those folks that I am sitting with how I feel for now. I am just coming out of a big batch of sadness. I know there are many more feelings associated with the grieving process. Anything I do, needs tempering with time. I process at different speed.

Speaking of that, I am reading a book by Thom Hartman about ADD. He has a lot to say and some of it rings true and I have a lot to say about it to.

I am also taking an on line defensive driving course and must get there now, to make some progress on it, first lunch though.

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

My fellow tenants, Hello?

Tenant B the dominator, master manipulator of people I suspect. He and I have the same kind of bread now. He wasn't eating it before, it was another brand, now my bread is in his cupboard and down quite a way and the only one left was his bread which I am now eating. Difference is he pays full price, $4.19 a loaf and it is likely fresher. I don't care, I put mine in the freezer and I get 3 loaves for $5 or $4.50 if it is Wed. or Sunday at the overflow bread store. He now puts his bread in the freezer but wasn't paying attention to what he took out, or was it me? I suspect he likes to share food. He doesn't want to have a house meeting because he doesn't like them; his past experiences are bad he says, someone always tries to take control at the meetings. This fellow worries that I want to take charge, but that is not what I am thinking. I am thinking we can air out our differences. He says I can air my differences to him personally, but when I tried that, he shut me out by walking away and closing his door.

I am learning not to care or feel that I am being trampled here. I am planning on staying here about a year, until I can whittle away at my overage of personal items and then find another room for less in a more stable household.

The other guy is room mate A whose sister owns the house. she installed a projection TV that dominates the living room and is adjacent to the front door when one walks in to the house. It is big, 5 feet across and 2.5 feet deep with about a 65 inch screen that RM A plants himself in front of watching TV progrmas that he has seen about 5 or 6 times, making lewd and abusive comments to the characters on the screen. Sometimes he makes abusive comments to our neighbors like he did to the movers who had parked in front of our house yesterday. He claims that he started out nicely, but that's not what I heard. What I heard was abusive language from the start and it got worse from there. when I went out to go to work, the guy that had been the recipient of the abuse, started in on me.

Later, when I came home from work I mentioned that I took a load from the guy next door and my room mate said that guy was like that to him too! Oh surprise! I think the numbers of meds he takes bends his outlook somewhat. he has been "sober" in AA now for 20 years, but the only requirement for AA is the desire to not drink. They frown on anyone who talks about any other concerns. A lot of AA'ers do nt' ever see the need to deal with other issues, not all, but some. I have run into one of those here.

Oh and Room mate B appears to have a co-dependent relationship with room mate A. I've noticed some instances where they both say things like, "oh, he has a lot on his plate, that is understandable". I told one of them, "hell, everyone has a lot on their plate! WE are not given anything we can't handle" that is a saying around AA. Anyway, I've got to do dishes. It looks like I am back for a while. well see. Pictures coming soon

Monday, May 4, 2009

Have I written about my new living situation yet? No, well let me tell you

Aside from the fact that Buster got to live here ony about one month, a place with only two steps into the front or back doors, something that I was promised when first moving to Oregon, but lied to by my former landlord.

I need to go back a little since I haven't been writing. I moved out of the place over ner SE 35th and SE Powell in Portland to a place near SE Foster and SE 101st. I moved in with two other room mates and another dog. Buster and she got along real well and Jerky the cat told the other dog just who she is too.

The former land lord's property manager sent me a bill on top of my deposit for an additional $45 and that is with no mention of my $1050.00 deposit. I wrote them a letter back reminding them that the Oregon Tenant Landlord laws state an accounting is due showing how the deposit money was spent. Two weeks later I got my accounting and a check for $860.00 which with simple math says $190.00 missing. They detailed what that was including that $45 they tried to charge me for additionally. They said paid in full. This I felt was satisfactory. What really bothers me though is they are preying on the unsuspecting or possibly others who didn't clean the shit out of the their place by sending a bill of $$'s due. That's lying through omission as far as I can tell, down right deception. And that is to say that the Great American Capitalistic experiment is failing! It is failing because big companies and large corporations are cheating the rest of us, making us pay double. It's crap and a new revolution is called for. Of course, a non violent one, but a revolution indeed! We are going to have to revolt against all that is done in the name of corporate America like repeal the ruling that corporations are people too! That's crap, because it gives them money and similar rights that we as human beings have been fighting for centuries. It is strong language and we need to let them know them know we aren't going to take it any more. I think Obama is pretty good, but he is just another politician. And you know what I think about politicians. let em refresh your memory! Politicians= Liars. Not just some, but all of them. How could they be honest, they promise us anything to get into office, promises they can't possibly keep, which makes them liars!

I had a run in with my union rep on two occasions while she was driving through the yard to park her bus. She went by my position at about 20-25 mph, the yard speed limit being 5mph and most people safely driving 10mph. She swore when I confronted her tice that she was doing no more then ten, then proceeded to side step my statement by telling me other people don't obey the limits. I said, when you hit a bus,. the truth will come out and if you are not going ten, that will come out too. I saw
her today, going ten mph and there was a marked difference. Another driver fueler had a word with her and she listened to him. I follow his lead and drive between 5 and 10 mph while taking buses to the fueling station. I'm glad she is paying attention to her speed now!

So, my living situation is to strange, so strange that I can't write about it now, since I have to go to bed. More later, perhaps tomorrow. "You say you want a revolution, well we all want to change the world".