You were more fun before the beard.Did someone pee in you guys' Cheerios, or do ya just have a need to be contrary?
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You were more fun before the beard.Did someone pee in you guys' Cheerios, or do ya just have a need to be contrary?
:welcome to cpf: lol[...] Did someone pee in you guys' Cheerios, or do ya just have a need to be contrary?
Neither. I'm sorry but you're seeing this from the perspective of an earlier time. A much earlier one. The houses might be the same, but neighborhood mentalities have changed. Everyone used to know their neighbors and even took the time to interact with them. If elderly Mrs. Jenkins accidentally had her house burnt down, the whole neighborhood pitched in to build her a new one.Well, for Pet's sake, go to the local cafe or watering hole and observe. Buy the guy next to you a beer and strike up a conversation. Walk down a couple of streets smile and wave to people you see. If they smile and wave back, strike up a conversation.
Did someone pee in you guys' Cheerios, or do ya just have a need to be contrary?
Neither. I'm sorry but you're seeing this from the perspective of an earlier time. A much earlier one. The houses might be the same, but neighborhood mentalities have changed. Everyone used to know their neighbors and even took the time to interact with them. If elderly Mrs. Jenkins accidentally had her house burnt down, the whole neighborhood pitched in to build her a new one.
Fast forward a couple of generations, same thing occurred; everyone would feel sorry for her. A few neighbors would drop off bags of groceries at the cheap, seedy motel she was staying in now. No one would even think of building her a new house. Everyone would be secretly happy that their house was still standing.
Fast forward couple more generations, find out her house got burnt down.... "Who?! Oh that old woman with all the cats. I thought she passed away years ago."
It's just going to get worse. Strike up a conversation with random folks in the new neighborhood, and they'll just B.S. their way through it with the most general responses you can think of because they have literally no clue who their neighbors are. And, that's the way they prefer it. They want to be left alone. Not deal with the random strangers who happen to live extremely close by to them.
Personally, what I would do is just drive through the neighborhood during the weekends, at night. Couple of weekends in a row. Any loud, obnoxious neighbors partying into the early AM hours? Yes, no? That's the main thing for me. All I need to know about the neighborhood.
You were more fun before the beard.
Who makes that???
Same. Except my other requirement was binoculars to see the "neighbors"! Just left my last HOA to acreage on a big lake. I answer to the county and me.If I ever had to move, the absolute first requirement of wherever I moved to would be no HOA. That's absolutely non-negotiable. HOAs are run by Napoleon wannabees with way too much time on their hands. I honestly don't understand why they even exist given that people only say negative things about them. I'd love to see them banned by law.
It's a "GE Ultra Pro Stealth Outdoor Antenna."Who makes that???
Just like our government!🤣🤣🤣^ Raggie are you paying attention! That's how HOA suppose to work, for the homeowners.
Thanks!👍It's a "GE Ultra Pro Stealth Outdoor Antenna."
Neither. I'm sorry but you're seeing this from the perspective of an earlier time. A much earlier one. The houses might be the same, but neighborhood mentalities have changed. Everyone used to know their neighbors and even took the time to interact with them. If elderly Mrs. Jenkins accidentally had her house burnt down, the whole neighborhood pitched in to build her a new one.
Fast forward a couple of generations, same thing occurred; everyone would feel sorry for her. A few neighbors would drop off bags of groceries at the cheap, seedy motel she was staying in now. No one would even think of building her a new house. Everyone would be secretly happy that their house was still standing.
Fast forward couple more generations, find out her house got burnt down.... "Who?! Oh that old woman with all the cats. I thought she passed away years ago."
It's just going to get worse. Strike up a conversation with random folks in the new neighborhood, and they'll just B.S. their way through it with the most general responses you can think of because they have literally no clue who their neighbors are. And, that's the way they prefer it. They want to be left alone. Not deal with the random strangers who happen to live extremely close by to them.
Personally, what I would do is just drive through the neighborhood during the weekends, at night. Couple of weekends in a row. Any loud, obnoxious neighbors partying into the early AM hours? Yes, no? That's the main thing for me. All I need to know about the neighborhood.