I'm getting tired of the apartments I live at. It's suddenly OK to threaten people with guns, and blare crappy music that could be heard inside. All because our resident asshole decided he wanted to hear his crappy music 100 feet away. Somebody I don't know who called and complained, and now we can't smoke weed on the patio because asshole boy will call the cops. 2 Weeks ago it was drunken screaming at 3 in the morning, that's ok. To wake up the building and threaten to get a gun. I'm sick of the bullshit, and am thinking about moving. I guess it's ok to be a drunken asshole, but try to be friendly with people, and get fucked.

that doesn't sound good, fargon. Is it easy to find somewhere else?

Not on the river. Now that i've slept on it I believe the best course of action is let things play out. The people involved will probably not get their leases renewed, that means that we will have to listen to the drunken crap for a few more months. There goes the summer. I'm staying inside and away from people till they are gone.

Call the cops on the fuckers. Let them deal with them.

Sounds like somebody needs to hand that bastard his hat. And maybe his bags.

Well someone called the cops on me. And I got a ticket, for $284.00. All I have tried to do since we moved in here is get along, and now that has come up and bit my ass. Because I'm friends with the lady in 12, and people don't like her they called the cops on me. I don't know what she did to piss people off, other than get yelled at and threatened with a gun. It's OK to be drunk and out of control, but not to try to get along.
FUCK THESE PEOPLE!!!
Walla Walla Washington was nice the last time I was there.

What did you get a ticket for?

Possession of marijuana, and possession of paraphernalia.

See, pot is dangerous should have got drunk and waved a gun around and you would have gotten a ticket. ;)
By the way, run out and buy a Ford made in Mexico, they've found a bunch of them across the midwest with the spare removed and the well filled with pot.

Bastards.

I love pot. I wish I had some right now, but I am in the quit smoking mode right now and am shying away from all smoke. When the time comes I shall purchase a quarter and be blissfully unaware for another year.

South Carolina is the leader down here selling medical marijuana , marijuana oil in the vape shops and farmers growing hemp. They say the oil is less than 3, but that is all we got in the 70's. Then it was for taste as well as the high. Red or black Columbian and Acupulco Gold was just plain heaven.

What happened to that shit that it is not available anymore. I bet Trump wakes up strolls out on the veranda and smokes a fat doobie then gets on Twitter.

A quarter = a year? :eek:

The heck of it is, that the guy that called the police has eaten my food and smoked my weed. All I have done is make an effort to get along, and it comes up to bite my ass. People will not let it drop, I was just outside and Jennifer the woman in 12 that Karl hates will not let it drop. She has got her phone sounds turned all the way up and she is texting with her boyfriend at 4:00 AM outside Karl's bedroom window. She is going to make him run his AC all the time. He asked her to turn down her phone a couple of months ago and she did, to preserve the peace. I can't go outside because people will not leave me alone. This feud is getting out of hand. And I'm stuck in the middle of it.

Ok a pound, but I would have to travel again. heh heh.

Man, I'm sorry Fargon. People are nuts. To quote Joe Strummer, "God sure baked a lot of fruitcake baby, when Adam met the Eden lady." Time to find a more private situation.

I hate hot weather. It rained for a few days and got down to 90. I am a fair weather biker and have not ridden in 2 weeks.(old fart)

I remember living in N. Jersey. August was the hot month. I didn't know that where Jim lives that it is just as fucking hot there as it is here. At least I don't sit on the porch when it is 30 in fucking January. I am out riding.