We need to hang out soon... the more I see Natty Bo and the more I drink it (haha) the more I think we need to get on top of doing our set!! I'm going to e-mail you about stuff... make sure you check it!
OH. MY. GOD. Getting your car towed is the biggest fucking nightmare ever. I'm glad you eventually got everything squared away. And broken toes fucking suck too, because it's one little toe but it's so effin' difficult to walk. I broke mine the day before April Fools Day a few years ago, and when I showed up at school, everyone thought I was faking it and someone even stepped on my foot because they didn't believe me. Pff...
Yeah, I have a bitter, bitter hatred of the parking nazis in the city.
One of my friends rented his pad to me for the summer because he was out west, it was cheap, central to everything, etc. You just needed a parking pass to park in front of it during baseball games, or else you get a ticket. No problem, I had the pass.
I get the bright idea to loan the pass to my now ex-gf, who gets her car stolen two days after I give her the pass. My plan was just to park behind the house instead of on the street, but I slip up and park outside of my own house during a ballgame while I cooked dinner before work.
Fucking ticket. For parking outside of my own place, without a permit, which was stolen.
Still had to pay.
Ahh, yes the joys of living in Baltimore... unreasonable parking regulations, traffic control officers with a chip on their shoulders, and the wonderful experience that is the DMV at Mondawmin.
I totally sympathize. I was in traffic with my roommate trying to get into the lane to take us to Light Street (ironically, to get to Light St Cycles to repair a more reasonable, if dangerous-- drivers in Bmore are deadly and love to run reds-- form of transport). After at least 4 blocks of snail's pace traffic, begging and pleading to be let in to a lane, we came across a car that wanted to get right-- to get onto 695. Okay, cool. So we courteously switched (did I mention at a snail's pace? Did I mention the hideously gnarled traffic). Oops, we did it over a SOLID LINE. My god. All of a sudden, miss "I am gonna take out my demotion to traffic control on you" bitch is screaming at us and stamping her foot. She actually made us go back to where we were, further gnarling traffic, pissing everyone off (my roommate's backing and filling, three point turnin', andd muttering, "I can't see the bitch, what the fuck is she doing, I hope I fucking hit the bitch..."). End result: traffic even more fucked up, a couple from DC (DC plates) forced to try to find their way back from Federal Hill, and we had to go all the way to Caton Ave to turn around, come back , and try to fiilter in.
Light St Cycles was closed by the time we finally got there.
And then there was the time the woman at Mondawmin slammed the bullet-proof window shut and callled the State Trooper because I'd been back 3 times, still hadn't negotiated all their red tape, and had the audacity to ask her if she was going to answer my questions. State Trooper was the only person in the DMV to be reasonable, summoned the supervisor from her compound, and got me my license renewed in less than 10 minutes.
I hope your foot gets better. Sucks that you have to decide between health care and Balmer parking fines.
And you're too cute to be home alone, watching reality tv.
luckily the section of Oakland I'm in is pretty lax on ticketing, aside from street sweeping...but Berkeley!! I had to fork so much money over to them on a bi-monthly basis. Basically everywhere is two hour parking unless you have a residential permit, unfortunately the residential zones are so small that you are rarely parking in your own. Argh.
hey hon... My internet at home has been off line for two weeks, but I'm BACK now! ...we'll be at Frazier's on Tuesday, barring an act of God or somethng. We're always there, every week. Usually between 9-10 pm. AND we usually get a spot right up front where the couches are set up. I'll see you there!!
Hey Ada -
Yeah, still want to do the set. I was actually planning on e-mailing you tomorrow. I'll try to contact the hotel and get some dates in November. We'll be gone Thanksgiving - are there any weekends you know are off for you? Feel free to e-mail instead...
I will attest to fact the 1) parking in Baltimore sucks 2) the rules are mostly retarded and 3) I have gotton my share of stupid parking tickets and have no love the people who ticktet the cars
I've never been booted or towed, though I HAVE gotten enough damn tickets...and Mondawmin is such a nightmare, I haven't been there in YEARS.
I'm very sorry about your toe. I know how fucked up they are to you when you don't have insurance. When I shattered my wrist last year, they just put me in a splint and sent me home. When I went to get casted almost a week later (that was the longest, most painful week), they x-rayed my wrist and started to prep me for immediate surgery...till they found out I was uninsured. Then they just put me in a full-arm cast and told me to come back in six weeks.
Ten days afterwards I went to ANOTHER hospital, and THEY x-rayed my wrist, saw that it was STILL BROKEN inside the cast, and then gave me emergency surgery. I had to have my wrist rebroken (things were going all wrong inside) and have THIS monstosity drilled into the bones of my hand and forearm:
Balancing my x-fix on my arm to show how it was installed. Just imagine the screws on my arm actually IN my arm...pleasant.
I had the x-fix in for almost two months. The sites where the screws were installed never healed (they couldn't, there was metal sticking out of them!), and at one point became infected (hurray, another trip to the hospital). They remained bleeding, oozing sores until the fixture was taken out and they were finally allowed to close. By the time the fixture came off the muscles in my wrist and hand were so atrophied that for the longest time, my hand was just a dead lump hanging from my forearm. They told me if I had gotten pins put in my wrist the night I had broken it, the $10,000 surgery I could not afford and the subsequent months of physical therapy (which I also could not afford) never would have had to happen. In other words, If I HAD GOTTEN THE CARE I NEEDED, the surgery would have been avoided. I quit therapy much earlier then I was supposed to....because I had to go three times a week and each day was costing me hundreds I did not have. Now I have a gimpy wrist and a huge debt.
Healthcare is a bad joke. I sincerely hope that everything that should have been done for your toe was done. Actually...I'm quite sure that I have crutches (or even a COUPLE pairs of crutches...my family never throws stuff like that away) I don't know how long it takes to heal a toe, but if you still need them, just let me know.
That's terrible! +__+
Well, this might help you cheer up... =)
I've made this cute wallpaper for you!
I hope you like it, Ada!!! ♥
C ya gorgeous!
And kisses to your toes! =****
kind of makes me want to listen to "lovely rita."
yes, i think i shall.
the broken toe, though, that sucks the proverbial arse.