Our landlord called me today asking about Bob. He hasn't paid anything since I last reported. He's been working for 2 weeks now plus he raked in $600.00 by begging for money on his blog. She's never gonna throw him out so I really don't care if she gets paid or not anymore.
Thursday, October 26, 2006
Sunday, October 22, 2006
Friday, October 20, 2006
Thursday, October 19, 2006
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
Here's an example of Bob's -flash & burn- cooking method. You need a chisel to clean it. This is everyday living here.
Pots and pans are cleaned on a 'as needed' basis....and of course there's no room left in the sink for them. If I leave any clean pots or dishes laying around , he'll use mine instead of cleaning his own....so I no longer clean mine, what's the point?
I've recently learned that Coma Boy has a blog somewhere. I guess this is what he does while sitting on his ass 24 hrs/day. He is now begging for money on his blog....internet panhandling, if you will....and yes, people are actually sending this scumbag money. He made up some sob story about how he can't find a job and needs money or he'll be homeless soon.....well, it's partially true I guess. You losers out there who read blogs really need to be cautious about who you're dealing with over the internet. For some people, the internet is their fantasy world....their reality can be appalling.
Tuesday, October 17, 2006
I'm a full time antiques dealer. I told her what prices to ask for her stuff before the sale. She thought I was too low of course. The couch was a real ornate one with a nice carved frame with birds, just needed new upholstery. It was worth $200-300 easily as-is, the sewing machine was worth $75-100, the coffee table was 70s junk. I told her to ask for less than those values at the tag sale if she really wants them to sell. She got many offers on the couch and sewing machine but turned them all down. After the sale they were left in the driveway, out in the elements to this day.
The couch is now totally collapsed, wood is all split and covered with mold, the oak top to the sewing machine eventually fell apart and someone took the base, I don't think she cared. Our neighbor has been complaining to the city about her trash pile for the last 6 months.
Our city has a blight law which took effect about a year ago and the city deemed both her houses as blighted. She's been getting letters and phone calls from the city all summer to remove all the trash and paint both her houses. She just ignores it all. Last Friday, she had a large notice from the city tacked to her front door, says she has 24 hours to remove all the trash or she will be fined $100/day. 4 days later, the trash is still there. Nothing ever changes here at hell house.
Tonight Bob came home from work at 7pm with bags of food and a 30 pack. Maybe he'll pay the rent or utilities next week. He turned the oven on and went upstairs and spaced out. The oven had a baking dish half full of lard from his last meal still in there. After a half hour the house was filled with smoke again. I had to pound on his door til he came out and took the dish out. I opened the doors and windows while Bob went back to ass sitting with a couple cold ones. He's got a lot of beer to drink before daybreak.
I should probably refer to my landlord as a 'landlady' but I think that sounds dumb. Our landlord is a subject for another post. She's almost as much of a dysfunctional moron as Bob.....not quite in Bob's league though.
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
I spoke with our landlord today. She wants to know if Bob is looking for a job, he's 2 months behind in the rent now. I told her he's still sitting on his ass in his room all day doing nothing. She says she's going to throw him out next week if he doesn't pay something. We shall see. Bob is still unconcerned about anything except being able to spend another day sitting on his ass.
The radiator was leaking on it for a while. He would just carry antifreeze with him and refill it at every stop instead of fixing it. His car would have a stream of antifreeze coming out when it was parked here. This went on for a couple months until one of our neighbors complained about it. She was worried about her cat drinking it and croaking. He eventually fixed it.
When that car finally died, he just left it in the street here until the city towed it away. He now drives an old rust-bucket Chevette that someone gave him. It also has no muffler and I don't think he'll be buying one anytime soon.
Monday, October 02, 2006
One thing I've noticed with heavy drinkers (I've known a few) is they never get sick. They never get colds, never get the flu, not even the sniffles. Does all the alcohol in their system kill the germs? I don't know.