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   gaddammit 1. I think it's the wife.each phase of this is amazing.
the pimp-walk that #1 kid brings sauntering in.
#2 baby and the walker ####### crushes it
I thought it was a nanny- but whoever- doing the starsky and hutch power slide into the room and then just neandrathaling both kids the hell out of there.
 
   
 Come back after you've finished up and washed your hands.I'm about a half a jack in right now.
What city are you in if you drop your waffle at the beach?Why is the sand always wet at the beach?
Because the sea weed.
*******. To clarify a half of a 1.75 of jack daniels whiskey.Come back after you've finished up and washed your hands.
What city are you in if you drop your waffle at the beach?
San Diego
 
 One day Roy Rogers was passing the boot maker's shop when he noticed a pair of boots in the window that were the most beautiful he had ever seen. He entered the shop and told the proprietor that he must have the boots that were in the window.So remember when I mentioned this whole remodel being behind schedule and over budget?
That was before the contractor discovered than an unsealed foundation wall had been allowing water to seep into a space behind the drywall in the daylight basement, causing a massive mold issue.
The bad news is that even though my inspector probably should have discovered this, since we are currently conducting renovations ahead of permitting it puts us in a dicey position to try to recover monies from the jackhole inspector.
The good news is that because we won't be calling any inspectors from the county, the job site won't get shut down for weeks in order to spend five figures on some kind of massive overkill remediation.
The really bad news is that we won't have a house to move into at the end of this month when we are supposed to be moving out of this house. We just gave the renters at my mother-in-law's rental house a 30 day notice to vacate. Fortunately they don't have a lease. Unfortunately, that leaves an 11 day period when we will be sans house.
Currently we are looking at living in a van down by the river or dropping in on GM for a lengthy visit.
I blame our a$$hat architect, with his stupid scarves and designer eyeglass frames.
'Splain the bolded, please.So remember when I mentioned this whole remodel being behind schedule and over budget?
That was before the contractor discovered than an unsealed foundation wall had been allowing water to seep into a space behind the drywall in the daylight basement, causing a massive mold issue.
The bad news is that even though my inspector probably should have discovered this, since we are currently conducting renovations ahead of permitting it puts us in a dicey position to try to recover monies from the jackhole inspector.
The good news is that because we won't be calling any inspectors from the county, the job site won't get shut down for weeks in order to spend five figures on some kind of massive overkill remediation.
The really bad news is that we won't have a house to move into at the end of this month when we are supposed to be moving out of this house. We just gave the renters at my mother-in-law's rental house a 30 day notice to vacate. Fortunately they don't have a lease. Unfortunately, that leaves an 11 day period when we will be sans house.
Currently we are looking at living in a van down by the river or dropping in on GM for a lengthy visit.
I blame our a$$hat architect, with his stupid scarves and designer eyeglass frames.
Seemed pretty self-explanatory to me.'Splain the bolded, please.
Also, do NOT #### around with mold. That #### has serious long-term, secondary effects on health that's hard to diagnose because a lot of the damage comes years down the line. Abatement is expensive, sure - but you'll never get rid of it if you half-### the remediation.
Yeah, but you weren't the one asking for clarification.Seemed pretty self-explanatory to me.
Remodeling isn't like a vacation where things occur on set dates on the calendar. We started in Feb 2015 and finished July 2016. If we had believed the general, it would have been done in March.So remember when I mentioned this whole remodel being behind schedule and over budget?
That was before the contractor discovered than an unsealed foundation wall had been allowing water to seep into a space behind the drywall in the daylight basement, causing a massive mold issue.
The bad news is that even though my inspector probably should have discovered this, since we are currently conducting renovations ahead of permitting it puts us in a dicey position to try to recover monies from the jackhole inspector.
The good news is that because we won't be calling any inspectors from the county, the job site won't get shut down for weeks in order to spend five figures on some kind of massive overkill remediation.
The really bad news is that we won't have a house to move into at the end of this month when we are supposed to be moving out of this house. We just gave the renters at my mother-in-law's rental house a 30 day notice to vacate. Fortunately they don't have a lease. Unfortunately, that leaves an 11 day period when we will be sans house.
Currently we are looking at living in a van down by the river or dropping in on GM for a lengthy visit.
I blame our a$$hat architect, with his stupid scarves and designer eyeglass frames.
A simple remodel permit in my county has a 270 day lead time, minimum.Yeah, but you weren't the one asking for clarification.
If you're doing this without a permit(s), just know that it could come back on you down the line. Is your contractor bonded?
Good luck.
So how's the little donkey?So nobody lurker here who only shines in miniature donkey chat.
Quick question.
How come when I'm home drunk I always flush too early when taking a leak? It's almost pathological. While drunk I always flush 10 seconds before I should. I don't try to, just underestimate the flow.
Anyone else?*
*I'm about a half a jack in right now.
I'm with Uruk. While the vast majority of molds will only bother you if you are allergic to them, there are some nasty ones, and mold causes all sorts of damage as well. It's extremely persistent and hard to get rid of unless done right.Seemed pretty self-explanatory to me.
We aren't going to screw around with it. My contractor is serious about remediation being done right. But in our county the stuff they would force us to do would take twice as long as it ought to and would cost twice as much.
When I was being potty trained, my dad took me to a tavern. At some point I had to go to the bathroom. He told me that pee melts ice cubes so we had an ice cube challenge. I apparently melted like 6 ice cubes to my dad's 30 ice cubes. Then he told me to "Shake 'it'." So I grabbed the urinal and shook my booty. He had to explain to the whole tavern why he was laughing in the bathroom with a kid. At any rate it's a fun story that he retells at every opportunity.So nobody lurker here who only shines in miniature donkey chat.
Quick question.
How come when I'm home drunk I always flush too early when taking a leak? It's almost pathological. While drunk I always flush 10 seconds before I should. I don't try to, just underestimate the flow.
Anyone else?*
*I'm about a half a jack in right now.
Hey GB... Mold, asbestos- the worst kind of unexpected find in a remodel. Really sorry you've had to find it in yours.I just re-read what I wrote earlier. It's been a pretty bad day and I've had some beers.
The mold issue is massive relative to our timetable, because it is contributing to us having to find some kind of temporary shelter under an overpass or something.
In the big scheme of things, we don't believe it to be a major mold issue. Though that could change after we open up the drywall in the affected area.
I flush repeatedly while I'm ####ting and after. It's out of respect and also because the water splashes my ballsWhen I was being potty trained, my dad took me to a tavern. At some point I had to go to the bathroom. He told me that pee melts ice cubes so we had an ice cube challenge. I apparently melted like 6 ice cubes to my dad's 30 ice cubes. Then he told me to "Shake 'it'." So I grabbed the urinal and shook my booty. He had to explain to the whole tavern why he was laughing in the bathroom with a kid. At any rate it's a fun story that he retells at every opportunity.
I tell that story to tell this one. My dad always flushed before he was done peeing. I asked why. He said it was out of respect for the people that had to hear you doing your business. He grew up in a household of 8 so privacy was at a premium. Whatevs, it made sense.
To this day I take those words to heart and always turn the fan on (if available) and will flush as I'm finishing. There are different flush speeds now. So sometimes after booze I misjudge the timing. It happens. Get over it. Leave it for the next pee. Or if you're drinking leave it for the next pee'er. They'll never know because, clear. (if you're doing your drinking right)
Sorry if my comments came off as harsh, RL. I didn't mean them that way.RedmondLonghorn said:I just re-read what I wrote earlier. It's been a pretty bad day and I've had some beers.
The mold issue is massive relative to our timetable, because it is contributing to us having to find some kind of temporary shelter under an overpass or something.
In the big scheme of things, we don't believe it to be a major mold issue. Though that could change after we open up the drywall in the affected area.
I love those public ones that get stuck and keep flushing, long after you (and what you left behind) are gone.tommyboy said:I flush repeatedly while I'm ####ting and after.
I loved 1968.Reg Lllama of Brixton said:One day Roy Rogers was passing the boot maker's shop when he noticed a pair of boots in the window that were the most beautiful he had ever seen. He entered the shop and told the proprietor that he must have the boots that were in the window.
The proprietor said the boots were made for someone else, but, if they fit Roy, he could have them and he would make a new pair for the other customer. So Roy proudly left the shop wearing his new boots. However, on the way back to his ranch, it began to rain and as he walked up to the ranch house, his new boots got all muddy. He left them on the porch and entered the house.
While he was eating his dinner, a bobcat snuck up onto the porch and grabbed the loops at the back of the boots in his mouth and ran off with both of the boots. Fortunately the cook saw the theft and called Roy. Roy was livid. He whistled for Trigger and took off at a gallop after the bobcat.
A few hours later he returned with a dead bobcat across the front of his saddle. The once beautiful boots were hanging out of the saddlebags. They were torn to shreds. As he rode up, the cook hailed Roy.
When the cowboy drew near the cook shouted, "Pardon me, Roy, is that the cat that chewed your new shoes?"
 
 That's the most "French" thing I've ever read.In some bar in Paris and a street cat just walked in and sprayed piss on some guys jacket
Yeah. I really do get that. And I didn't think you were being harsh. You sounded alarmed and like you were trying to help.Sorry if my comments came off as harsh, RL. I didn't mean them that way.
I'm a contractor and have to deal with dumb permitting processes & idiot inspectors every day. The point I was (poorly) trying to make is that there are some things you don't #### around with, and also that there are some things you can do perfectly but if they are un-permitted when they should have been they can bite you in the ### come re-sale time.
Just my couple of shillings.
Do lack of permits affect your c of o, future assessments, mortgage, insurance or ability to sell?Yeah. I really do get that. And I didn't think you were being harsh. You sounded alarmed and like you were trying to help.
We live in an unincorporated county area. For some reason, the head bureaucrat at the county permit office intentionally makes the process extremely slow. Permits that would take 7-10 days in either of the cities adjacent to our area take nine months from the county. Permits that are counter issued by those municipalities can take 3-4 months from the county.
My architect and contractor actually suggested going ahead without the permits. They work with each other all the time and do first class work. The projects they do in the adjacent municipalities are all permitted. But with their experience with this county permitting office, they gave us the option of moving forward without them. Everybody is taking some kind of risk in doing so, and we are all keenly aware of it.
We are bringing everything that gets opened up or changed up to code. The house was built in 1980 and has clearly had some un-permitted modifications done to it along the way. Some stuff was just done flat wrong.
We will be in this house 7-10 years, at a minimum. By then, any changes that we made will fade into history, just as they did with the changes the previous owners made.
I'm sure RL wishes I would just shut up, but I'll chime in again.Do lack of permits affect your future assessments, mortgage, insurance or ability to sell?
If the permitting process was even half-way reasonable, we wouldn't have gone this route.I'm sure RL wishes I would just shut up, but I'll chime in again.
Speaking in general, yes they can.
Plus - and make of this what you will - but I WANT my jurisdiction to sign off on my improvements. I've been waiting for 4 months for a permit to put a roof over my freaking front stoop (it's 4' by 4'). I could have thrown one up in high-quality on a Sunday morning and have been done with it, but I ain't playing. I have every permit and inspection sticker for anything above putting new light bulbs in, and they'll go into the sale package.
She sounds fun.Ok, since we are telling potty stories: A buddy of mine was on a weekend getaway with a girl recently, and told me that in order to keep her from being uncomfortable, he sat down to pee in the toilet when she was also in the hotel room, so she wouldn't hear him peeing. The problem is that he's old, and doesn't have the pee control he used to, so he didn't give it a last shake or two before he got up, and when he stood up, unbeknownst to him, he dribbled pee on the seat. He was on his way out so never noticed. About 10 minutes later, when his girl went to go to the bathroom she noticed the seat with pee all over it and took a picture of it and sent it to him, and told him he lived like a savage (or something). It just boggles my brain that he didn't think to check to make sure he hadn't dribbled all over the toilet seat.
Amazon is your friend GBChapter 637 of There's Something Wrong With Me: I went to three grocery stores and a Wal-Mart last night because I was determined to buy the same shampoo I normally get, fighting a rising tide of panic that it might have been discontinued. I'm very particular about what I put in the M.O.S.H.
Wait, I got stuck here. Did she actually want him to do this for some reason? Were her sensibilities too delicate to hear a man peeing? Was their weekend getaway to the 1800s? If she did, then yikes. I can understand not wanting him to poop with the door open, or fart directly on her or something like that, but I think a woman should be able to handle the sound of peeing.Ok, since we are telling potty stories: A buddy of mine was on a weekend getaway with a girl recently, and told me that in order to keep her from being uncomfortable, he sat down to pee in the toilet when she was also in the hotel room, so she wouldn't hear him peeing.
I really miss the sig function, sometimes.Every time I stay up all night, chemically aided, I am reminded of just how bad my decisions can be.
How do you remember?Every time I stay up all night, chemically aided, I am reminded of just how bad my decisions can be.
Don't worry about it. Just make sure the mold issue is eliminated, that's the main thing.I want to thank you construction guys for the advice. Upon some further reflection and research, it seems like we may have gotten some poor advice and/or made some regrettable decisions.
Here is the issue: We really can't go back in time and we can't stop the project now and wait nine months. So it seems like going back and asking for forgiveness at a later date is the route that makes the most sense. Our county has a process for retroactive permitting. There would likely be a fine too, but it typically isn't that large. And the county has offered an amnesty in the past to encourage property owners to get unpermitted improvements permitted.
We were already planning on taking tons of pictures of all the work before it gets closed up. And, as I already noted, we are doing everything new to better than code and fixing problems that were pre-existing as we find them. Any other advice?
nobody will notice the difference in smellIn some bar in Paris and a street cat just walked in and sprayed piss on some guys jacket
well, she sounds lovelyOk, since we are telling potty stories: A buddy of mine was on a weekend getaway with a girl recently, and told me that in order to keep her from being uncomfortable, he sat down to pee in the toilet when she was also in the hotel room, so she wouldn't hear him peeing. The problem is that he's old, and doesn't have the pee control he used to, so he didn't give it a last shake or two before he got up, and when he stood up, unbeknownst to him, he dribbled pee on the seat. He was on his way out so never noticed. About 10 minutes later, when his girl went to go to the bathroom she noticed the seat with pee all over it and took a picture of it and sent it to him, and told him he lived like a savage (or something). It just boggles my brain that he didn't think to check to make sure he hadn't dribbled all over the toilet seat.
My ex-girlfriend is a county building inspector in a different county, but they're all pretty similar. Want to talk to her? She'd be happy to answer any questions.I want to thank you construction guys for the advice. Upon some further reflection and research, it seems like we may have gotten some poor advice and/or made some regrettable decisions.
Here is the issue: We really can't go back in time and we can't stop the project now and wait nine months. So it seems like going back and asking for forgiveness at a later date is the route that makes the most sense. Our county has a process for retroactive permitting. There would likely be a fine too, but it typically isn't that large. And the county has offered an amnesty in the past to encourage property owners to get unpermitted improvements permitted.
We were already planning on taking tons of pictures of all the work before it gets closed up. And, as I already noted, we are doing everything new to better than code and fixing problems that were pre-existing as we find them. Any other advice?
