Random picture thread

[David Womby]

I don't think that's what he meant, an observation of a lot of one body style.

Everything I post is random, I randomly chose to post. I could tell you the random day I'm picking to stop, but then it wouldn't be random. It's coming.........

Hope you don't stop. You'd be missed

 

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The main thing is, you enjoy it. Heck, you haven’t been here that long, as you can see, 2012, for me. I’ve actually slowed down too, nothing wrong with that, I’m semi retired, just doing what I want to do and still loving it. There will come a time, I’ll just designate or have one of the guys push me around in a wheelchair but, it’s always been a passion, not a job. I’ve been called a workaholic but, it’s better than the other holics (don’t think it’s a real word). Certain habits are a good thing and I know you’re doing it for you liking it, not the likes or attention. I do enjoy the post and pictures you and many others do, and there are many good people here. As you can see, I don’t do memes, pictures or anything like that, that’s just not my thing. My little lady tells me all the time, I should take more pictures, I think I have 2 of the car and a few of the truck and do job pics, when she reminds me, before I leave. My opinion, don’t stop, myself and many others enjoy it, I especially like the projects you do and am waiting to see the finished product of the latest. Take care sir and just enjoy life, that’s truly what it’s all about. The people who live in doom and gloom, are only hurting themselves and the other people around them.

I sincerely appreciate your reply and here goes an Ed story, by me.
I got a phone call Tuesday evening from a guy that had a place by me, at the lake. I haven't spoken with them since 2010 and like a lot of things in my life, I left that place behind, DONE.

I bought a piece of property in order to develop it into a small 4 home site, on the water. This one guy that lived at the bottom of the hill, before entering the small piece of property I bought, acted as if we were going to be buddies and it's better to not burn bridges in life, in general, so we talked. I won't bore you with the whole story, but it took 6 months to get a variance committee to meet in order to shake out a few needed changes. I couldn't figure out why it was taking so long. My wife was doing my leg work, like always, while I was at work. The variance was about the setback on a septic tank, tank only, from the needed 50, to 45 foot, that I could only squeeze out of the space. We started making phone calls and was told if I changed contractors, things might work out. I changed contractors 3 times and still I was told they didn't think so. It turned out that all the people on the road, leading to my lots, didn't want me there and one of them was on the, you guessed it, the variance committee. He didn't want the view at that end of the road to change and the view is only yours if you own it and he couldn't afford to buy it, so, him, the neighbors, the county clerk and his biggest mistake, a friend of his with the DNR, were going to sweep me under the rug and call it a day. DNR finally told my wife, she should just forget about it and stick to cleaning pots and pans, go back to the big city and accept that we wouldn't get our variance, take your losses and move on, this is 1996, not 1896, in some back corner of f**king nowhere. My wife had an out of body experience on the spot and between us, s**t was about to get real. Moving forward, who in their right mind would try to stop me through a governing body like DNR, in a back door move. I phoned a friend and told her I was on the hunt and was bringing a news crew, the biggest and baddest lawyer in St. Louis and was going to pull down their pants and have my way with them. If I was going to lose that much money, what's a little more. I wanted my pound of flesh and you know me well enough from here to know, I'm the nicest guy in the world, but if you make my wife cry, or hurt my family, I will punch you in the throat and steal the last bit of air you need to live. My friend was a state representative and it took her ten minutes to get me to calm down and she said, please Ulli, before you blow the news up with all this, let me handle it first. She made a phone call to the state representative down there and he about s**t his pants and begged her to let him handle it. You see, that whole lake is made up of people from the big city and if it wasn't for us, they still be sh**ting in a bucket and throwing it out the window. It's about money and the state representative knew that we pay the taxes down there that make their world go round, not them. 3 hours later, I got a phone call and my variance was approved and I was asked if I would just leave it at that. Not a problem, but first, per my request, the local board was disbanded and a real board would be form to take its place, the clerk was kicked to the curb and the biggie, not only would my wife receive an apology from the DNR, he would lose his job. No one the road was informed that my lawsuit with them was dropped and I made them pay by them squirming everyday for the 12 years that I still owned one of those houses.

So why all the hoopla now, the a**hole that called me the other night must have thought I forgot what they had done to us, the variance, road made impassable to my place mysteriously, things missing and the list goes on. He phoned to tell me the guy that started all this just died and seeing how we were friends, I might want to know. I told him after all the laughs they'd gotten at our expense, if he ever called me again, I'd come down there and finish what he and HIS dead friend started.

The place is a very raw spot in my life, not only because of all the BS, but my son died in that house. This guy took me to a place he definitely should never have taken me. Am I sorry for this guys death, that's between me and my God. I never forget those that wish me harm and no, I don't forgive him. Where he goes now is between him and his God. You can bet none of them will be calling me ever again........... So, you can just imagine where my head is and lord knows it took Theresa to a place I've spent countless days distancing her from. Money is what caused all this and yes, years of fun came along with it. Money brings me no peace and will never buy the peace Theresa needs............................ RC and his neighbor at his place is a reminder of what can happen and a reminder of what I'm capable of doing............ I'm doing this in the open for all to see, that your actions have ever lasting effects on other people, so please be careful when you play with other people's feelings. There are things in this world that not even ajax can scrub off.......... Please forgive me for what I'm thinking right now.......... Ulli.

 

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