Oh hey I know one of those, I always wondered why it was such a weird building.
Oo, I want to go visit the one on Suburb Island near me.
I made a two beers/inflatable airplane slide reference at work and NO ONE got it. This country forgets its true heroes so quickly.
If I had many more than two beers, I think I could jump out my window and land on the roof the building next to me from where I could jump across to a parking garage and make my exit.
Actually, there's probably no point at which I would be drunk enough not to be terrified yet still able to walk. The longer jump is about the width of a parking spot and less than 10' down.
3: "This country" must be referring to the United States of America, not the Altered State of Unfogged. Nothing is forgotten here.
No. Just like to keep track of my options.
6 - we learn nothing and we forget nothing.
The OP reminded me of Marvin Gaye's Here, My Dear.
Four of those houses in the article are in the DC area. I wonder if that means anything. Probably not, but you never know!
I'm pretty sure there's a place on Capitol Hill that's freakishly small, but I can't see how it would have been built to spite someone. To spite the occupant, I guess. Its width looks normal for a rowhouse, it looks a little shorter than normal front to back but within the normal range, and it's only one story tall. But it's weird to see a house that's so small in all three dimensions. I'll try to remember to take a picture of it on the way home tonight.
This is maybe an adjunct to the "do you forgive?" conversation. I have a lot of spite at the moment, which I'm mostly trying not to put into doing damage that will come back to bite me. But then when I'm considerate and try to do the right thing, that turns on me anyway. I wouldn't bother building a house out of spite, but a moat maybe.
A moat is just a poorly routed canal.
I'm not letting you build me a spite cob house, Moby. (I am checking out an actual house this weekend. Living anywhere she has a reason to contact me and complain or worse is just not going to work for the next 15 years.)
You could build your cob house to live in instead of for spite.
Spite house of cob it is. Cheaper than standard construction and harder to destroy (assuming you get time for it to set).
Of course, if nobody will live in it, your best bet is just to build a big wooden box, uncoil a bunch of razor wire inside the box, and fill it with concrete.
13: I say you take a notebook and write out what is really making you feel that way, and how badly you feel it, and then take the notebook, focus all your anger in it, and put it away on the shelf. Ten years from now you can take it down, read it to remember why you wanted awful things to happen to that person, and when you take your revenge it'll be long enough ago that people won't associate you with whatever it is you did to them.
20 reminds me of this bit from Mimi Smarypants:
It was reading one of these forums when I found what is possibly the Worst Relationship Advice Ever!"Can you make a deal that you never fight when the moment presents itself? Have a date/time once a week when you discuss the things that upset you both? Maybe keep a journal where you write down what bothered you, like this: Mon: did not ask me how my day was. Tues: did not help with dinner or dishes."
That's going to go real well. Just follow these instructions!
1. Be vigilantly on the lookout for small slights and careless acts committed by your life partner.
2. Gather those injustices up in a black, bitter, slimy ball of resentment and note them carefully in your Journal of Wronged-ness. Make sure you use specific language and record the time and date!
3. At the appointed time of the Airing Of The Grievances, kick off your shoes, snuggle up on the couch, and read each other the lists of who did what to whom, and how very terrible it made you feel.
Date night just got awesome!
Is the notebook the problem? Because you could make an app.
We also have French fries, by the same guy. They're in a park that is only notionally accessible, but thousands drive by it every day.
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This deescalation stuff has veered into absurdity. NINE fucking hours? If you intentionally get people stuck in traffic you should get a 15 minute warning before the cops tag you with a bean bag round right in your stupid face.
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20: I do actually keep two separate journals now, one for furious stuff and one for more pleasant musings. Unfortunately I suspect this will all be quite vivid a decade from now and that "ex from the nasty breakup with kids" would make me the obvious suspect if anything dreadful befell her.
Hm, fifteen years then?
Just give her time to have another nasty breakup with someone or something. I'm sure if you're patient a more obvious suspect will show up and you can get to work.
I guess I never notice anything but traffic on that stretch.
31: I'm kind of sad that he took it down.
26: I see those french fries every time I come into town to visit my mother! Thank you--I was having a very disconcerting experience of strong recognition + no idea how that could be.
Is the notebook the problem? Because you could make an app.
Toothgrindr.