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Post by acejack on Apr 11, 2012 15:23:51 GMT -5
No. I was in Angel Park apts. Westcliff and Durango. Up by the golf course and the Sun Coast Casino. Used to stop over there and grab a parlay before I headed over to the Tap House on Sundays. My Daughter takes her tennis lessons one block North of there at the Darling Tennis Center. You probably watched it being built right before you left.
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Post by Mikey33 on Apr 12, 2012 15:28:42 GMT -5
This is where you tell them you are going to the ATM, but really call a lawyer.
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Post by brownsphenom on Apr 12, 2012 15:40:06 GMT -5
O.K. I have one. The bastards that got past the gate at my apartment complex and stole my Acura back in Vegas. Only to be called 10 days later and told it was up at Ewing Bros. towing/salvage yard. So I drive up there (in a borrowed car) and find it completely stripped from header to floorboard and sitting on 4 spare tire donuts. Everything gone. Nothing but a metal shell. A pro job obviously to part out the car. So the people in the office tell me it's been sitting here for a week and I owe them $158.00 or something. I said the cars no good to me, it's stripped. So they tell me I can PAY them $110.00 to TAKE my title. Otherwise they turn me into collections. So You guessed it. I ended up PAYING to have my car stolen. Fuckers. I hate the assholes that took my car, the cops that found it on the street and then called the tow yard (but didn't call me) and the tow yard for CHARGING my ass to leave my raped vehicle with them. (the car was an 87 Integra California Special but was in near mint condition. The interior was spotless and the exterior was damn close. I bought it from a guy that babied it and never missed a service. I had 200,000 miles on it by then but it didn't burn a drop of oil and purred like a kitten. Because of the blue book value I only had liability insurance on it so it was a total loss for me) SUCKER---most tow companies are crooks and hope people like you come into their store. They could have a got salvage title after 30 days. You should have let them have the car for scrap, which they were going to get anyway. Now they got your $100 as well. My friend was in a car accident the other day. The Trooper called a tow truck cause the front bumper was partially torn off. I came there to help him and spoke with the Trooper. I tore the bumper of the rest of the way just as the wrecker was pulling up. I told the wrecker driver his services were no longer needed. He had the nerve to say we owed him $50 for coming out. I told him to take a shit and roll in it. We didn't call him the Trooper did and we don't need him. While he was arguing with me I told my buddy get in your car and leave, we owe this ass nothing. Some of them prey on people who let them.
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Post by acejack on Apr 12, 2012 20:08:30 GMT -5
Some asshole shot up our old neighborhood bar! www.lasvegassun.com/news/2012/apr/12/3-shot-southwest-valley-bar-police-say/That place was a serious haunt for us when we first moved here. We would go up there 5 of 7 nights a week. It was like Cheers. I met my writing partner there. I hit my first royal there. I watched Charlie Frye's entire career there. The worst part is, now I have to watch the news for the next 3 days because there's a better than outside chance that we knew someone involved.
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Post by BrownstotheBone on Apr 12, 2012 20:32:53 GMT -5
O.K. I have one. The bastards that got past the gate at my apartment complex and stole my Acura back in Vegas. Only to be called 10 days later and told it was up at Ewing Bros. towing/salvage yard. So I drive up there (in a borrowed car) and find it completely stripped from header to floorboard and sitting on 4 spare tire donuts. Everything gone. Nothing but a metal shell. A pro job obviously to part out the car. So the people in the office tell me it's been sitting here for a week and I owe them $158.00 or something. I said the cars no good to me, it's stripped. So they tell me I can PAY them $110.00 to TAKE my title. Otherwise they turn me into collections. So You guessed it. I ended up PAYING to have my car stolen. Fuckers. I hate the assholes that took my car, the cops that found it on the street and then called the tow yard (but didn't call me) and the tow yard for CHARGING my ass to leave my raped vehicle with them. (the car was an 87 Integra California Special but was in near mint condition. The interior was spotless and the exterior was damn close. I bought it from a guy that babied it and never missed a service. I had 200,000 miles on it by then but it didn't burn a drop of oil and purred like a kitten. Because of the blue book value I only had liability insurance on it so it was a total loss for me) SUCKER---most tow companies are crooks and hope people like you come into their store. They could have a got salvage title after 30 days. You should have let them have the car for scrap, which they were going to get anyway. Now they got your $100 as well. My friend was in a car accident the other day. The Trooper called a tow truck cause the front bumper was partially torn off. I came there to help him and spoke with the Trooper. I tore the bumper of the rest of the way just as the wrecker was pulling up. I told the wrecker driver his services were no longer needed. He had the nerve to say we owed him $50 for coming out. I told him to take a shit and roll in it. We didn't call him the Trooper did and we don't need him. While he was arguing with me I told my buddy get in your car and leave, we owe this ass nothing. Some of them prey on people who let them. If I was half as smart as you I would have just spit in their face and walked out. I mean fuck'em right? ...but I just wanted to wash my hands of the entire situation. Not interested in dragging my fucked up vehicle title through red tape in the foreseeable future. By the way. I've believed from the get go that the cops are in cahoots with the towing yard thus the WAIT to call me. I thought I made that clear. My bad.
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Post by Voodoochile on Apr 12, 2012 21:36:24 GMT -5
SUCKER---most tow companies are crooks and hope people like you come into their store. They could have a got salvage title after 30 days. You should have let them have the car for scrap, which they were going to get anyway. Now they got your $100 as well. My friend was in a car accident the other day. The Trooper called a tow truck cause the front bumper was partially torn off. I came there to help him and spoke with the Trooper. I tore the bumper of the rest of the way just as the wrecker was pulling up. I told the wrecker driver his services were no longer needed. He had the nerve to say we owed him $50 for coming out. I told him to take a shit and roll in it. We didn't call him the Trooper did and we don't need him. While he was arguing with me I told my buddy get in your car and leave, we owe this ass nothing. Some of them prey on people who let them. If I was half as smart as you I would have just spit in their face and walked out. I mean fuck'em right? ...but I just wanted to wash my hands of the entire situation. Not interested in dragging my fucked up vehicle title through red tape in the foreseeable future. By the way. I've believed from the get go that the cops are in cahoots with the towing yard thus the WAIT to call me. I thought I made that clear. My bad. Pretty sure the towing companies are contracted by the city or county. I think they award new contracts every year or so. I'm sure it differs from state to state. So in a way ya they are in cahoots. ETA: The towing companies the PD etc use
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Post by BrownstotheBone on Apr 12, 2012 21:52:45 GMT -5
Yea. I think they sat on it for a few days...
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Post by acejack on Apr 15, 2012 15:53:22 GMT -5
Decided to say hello to the neighbors again today. They've got half The Big Island running around the neighborhood, parked in fire zones having a little luau in the backyard. While we were packing, I found my bass guitar in it's case where it usually is and thought it would be fun to plink around for 10-15 minutes. Start out, the ominous open B. Dun-dun-dun... dun-dun-dun, then we move up the scale to those prime tones that really shake the house apart. One minute of silence. Then the theme to Star Wars, Adagio, like I'm pouring my heart into it. Then some Type O Negative. I hit the distortion and it sounds not so much like a bass or a guitar but a demon being tortured. It doesn't rattle shit as much but it's a terrible sound. Going up and down the G and D rocking out some Aenema I go into a 5 minute high end jam session. I wish to Christ I had the Bad Horsie plugged in, I would have taken these fucks back to Woodstock. I decide to finish up, my fingertips are pink and the tendons in my wrist and hands are burning. I go upstairs and receive a look like: "I thought you were going downstairs to work." from my wife and the funniest question ever from my daughter: "Dad, were you playing Scott Pilgrim's guitar?" -- Yes, yes I was.
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Post by Voodoochile on Apr 15, 2012 16:18:45 GMT -5
I have no idea who the fuck Scott Pilgrim is.
I have learned from some of the shit flats posts that I'm not going to Google it either.
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Post by acejack on Apr 15, 2012 16:53:42 GMT -5
He plays the bass. I don't think it'd be your thing.
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Post by flats on Apr 15, 2012 17:18:07 GMT -5
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Post by acejack on Apr 18, 2012 18:06:25 GMT -5
I knew when I set that pastrami sandwich up there I would end up forgetting it. I just didn't think it would work out so well. Driving home from Heidi's Deli, some Escalade cocksucker on Blue Diamond is riding in my blind spot and he's making it clear he's not going to let me pass him. Some putz in a hybrid is ahead of me and I can't get around him on the right. So I fucking floor it, the Caddy matches. We're getting up to 70, 75 and I've got enough room, but it's going to be an ugly cutoff. Put on my blinker and make the change before it clicks twice. He lays on his horn and gets right up on my ass.
Apparently the Xterra's luggage rack is only rated up to a wind speed of 80 because I suddenly hear plunk plunk above my head and check my mirror to see a white bag containing a pastrami sandwich, two bags of chips, a pickle and napkins explode on his grill. He slows down and I keep going. I duck through an orange light at Decatur and he's a memory.
All I can think now is damn, that pastrami sandwich would have been good about 10:00. Oh well, I'll heat up some chicken strips and have another nice laugh instead.
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Post by acejack on Dec 13, 2012 22:06:14 GMT -5
Everybody in this fucking valley can suck my hairy ass. Three drops of rain brings the entire highway system to a standstill. Not only that, but apparently stop and go traffic is the place to check your Facebook and share a picture of the brake lights with all of the people you went to school with.
Then a fucking monster truck pulls in behind me and illuminates our entire cabin with his headlights. My daughter asks if we're being pulled over by the cops. The reflection of my brake lights shows he's replaced the little Ford insignia on his grill with the Decepticon logo. Then I notice his license plate reads "DCPTCON". I wish I could kill people with my mind. 2 miles and 20 minutes later I pull over to get off and as he passes, I see his entire truck is wrapped in Transformers. I wish I could kill people with an RPG.
Then I stop into awful Albertson's which apparently doesn't think they need actual checkouts open at 5:30 and the retards have formed two lines for the four self checks. I scope out the people in line and decide to get behind the finely dressed black gentleman who has only two bags of Doritos and his wallet already out. Efficiency, I like it. Should be out of here in 240 seconds.
Dude gets up to the register, swipes his Albertson's card, scans the bags of chips, pulls out his welfare card and swipes. *BZZ* "Tender Declined", he tries it again, *BZZ* "Tender Declined", looks at the card, tries again *BZZ* "Tender Declined", looks around, swipes *BZZ* "Tender Declined" *BZZ* "Tender Declined" SIX FUCKING TIMES. Finally the lady walks over to him and either explains that he spent all of his fucking stamps or you're not allowed to buy Doritos with it. I'm hoping it's the latter because if this asshole is out of money on the 13th that means 18 days I've got to worry about someone in a Perry Ellis leather jacket breaking in and stealing my Omaha Steaks. He'll know too, because the cooler full of dry ice is still on my front porch.
I hated like 30 other people today, but I have to quick purge all of this negativity and go decorate a Rice Krispie Treat Christmas train. And then hope someone doesn't come and take it.
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Post by Voodoochile on Dec 13, 2012 22:20:12 GMT -5
It's pretty cold here right now 33 degrees is not the norm.
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Post by acejack on Dec 14, 2012 4:00:59 GMT -5
It's 46 here right now, I love it. Crack a window in my office and it's like free air conditioning. I wish I could bottle it and save it for July.
Rice Krispie Treat trains are way better than gingerbread houses. Everybody gets their own train car and do what the fuck you want. A grand evening of singing along to Rudolph and Frosty it was.
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Post by acejack on Apr 30, 2013 2:41:14 GMT -5
It's 90 degrees at the end of April and we're apprehensive about our neighbors. The guy across the street from us shook my hand and said "I was worried about who would move into this house" and looked to both houses on either side of us.
One neighbor is a white guy with a tattoo of Jesus Christ from shoulder to below who yells fiercely at his ginger kids who wear "JESUS ROCKS" shirts. The other neighbor is a black guy who has a backyard that looks like he had a pit bull tied to a sprinkler head and doesn't ever drive his unplated Acura anywhere but is picked up every day by a 2009 Mercedes. Across the street are two lesbians who like St. Louis a lot. They have a Cardinals flag flapping in the wind as I type this.
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Post by G&T on Apr 30, 2013 10:01:43 GMT -5
Sounds like a great neighborhood. I'd move from where we're at for two reasons, get even farther away from a major city AND warmer weather. St. Louis is a great place. It's called Defiance on the SyFy show Defiance. Talk about bad acting, but i had to check it out for Julie Benz, who was married to Dexter and killed by Trinity(John Lithgow).
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Post by BrownstotheBone on Apr 30, 2013 11:57:09 GMT -5
Vegas is a lot like Los Angeles. Nobody is from there. It's a retarded potpourri of weirdos from around the world.
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Post by acejack on May 1, 2013 0:35:19 GMT -5
"Sideshow of freaks here in this hopeless fucking hole we call L.A."
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Post by acejack on May 1, 2013 0:45:11 GMT -5
"Oh, won't we party hard when L.A. goes ker-splash."
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Post by acejack on May 1, 2013 3:38:35 GMT -5
My now ex-landlord Rajasekhar (Raj).
My father once told me "Always be careful doing business with people from other cultures. They don't think like you do." I know, he was a terrible mean old racist. He also happened to be right.
We toured and signed the papers for our house with a realtor, also an Indian but a "way cool" dude who told us that the guy who owned the house wanted to rent it to another Indian and he had turned down 4 good applicants (who paid $75 app fee) but he was going to put him in his place if he turned down our app.
We should have ran. For whatever reason your first instinct is always right and it's folly to try to convince yourself otherwise. Afterward he called us and said "Oh by the way, I'm not your property manager. But don't worry, the owner lives on the East Coast and just cares that the check arrives on time. He's got people in town that will take care of anything that goes wrong."
Nothing he said was true. The owner was the most nitpicky anal asshole you could imagine who came to town every 3 months and wanted a tour of the house every time he did. We let him check out the downstairs once and told him to fuck off for one reason or another every other time. My favorite was "My father died yesterday. I don't feel like straightening up the place on your behalf. Catch you next time you're in town."
So today we transfer possession and he's being a nitpicky fuck. There's 3 spots of something in the microwave and he's saying "Ohhh the microwave isn't clean!" There's handprints on the white switch plates of my kids' rooms and he's like "What about this right here?" I smacked him down with 8 fucking things that were wrong with the house in a slightly upset manner, which fucked him off for the time being.
He gets a call from his wife and he's talking to her "indianindianindianindian -actually- indianindianindian" When he gets off the phone I ask him "Isn't there an Indian word for actually?" He explains that it's a bit of "Brindian" and actually is a word they use a lot when they learn English. Like saying lift instead of elevator. Okay, so there's no word for actually.
He explains to me that India used to be part of the British Empire and a lot of their culture is influenced by the Anglos. I tell him that one of my favorite prints is a map which states "the Empire on which the sun never sets" which shows a world map with Royal Protectorates colored with the British flag. He gets cocky and reminds me that the United States used to be one of those. I tell him that my map was done in the 1880's.
I imagine he's still going to be a smart ass and try to spruce up the house with my deposit. Luckily for me he's using the same realtor this time around as he did with me, which is illegal under Nevada law. Sorry Raj, you should have done your homework.
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Post by Deleted on May 1, 2013 6:22:25 GMT -5
Raj. LOL.
Those folks are born liars -- they lie so much they don't even know they're lying. And when they get caught in a bold-face lie -- they lie about it.
Once you figure them out they're ridiculously easy to manipulate. It starts will bullying.
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Post by Voodoochile on May 1, 2013 6:35:55 GMT -5
Anytime I get someone from India on a tech support call I always fuck with them. I start BSing with them and ask if they know Raji (unless there name is Raji). It drives them nuts, it's like asking someone from the states if they know John. Everyone knows a John.
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Post by acejack on May 2, 2013 2:09:33 GMT -5
Javvy- Total bully. Anytime I pushed back at all he totally pussed out. He showed up unannounced at our house once (which is illegal) and I walked out the door assertively and he minced back down the steps like a fucking tulip.
Voodoo- Tech support is the bane of my existence. "Hallo, can I have your serial number pleeeese? Thank you, you have 89 days of free phone support left." I'm such an asshole to them. I hate them like Anakin hates the Sand People. Not all Indian people of course, but Indian people who do Belkin/Cisco/Roku customer service. Fucking robots. My wife told me the other day she loves when I have to call support because I'm apparently funny hollering at ESL people who make small wages acting as corporate shills.
eta: Sorry mikey, I guess I'm a dick after all.
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Post by G&T on May 2, 2013 7:29:50 GMT -5
Hello, my name is Ted, how may I help you today?
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