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I don't mean to bitch...wait, yes I do. How in the hell can you justify asking me to comp your title work when you already owe me six grand? How can you whine to me over the phone about how tight things are for you while you're asking me to give you free work for the $350,000. condo your purchasing? I realize these are all rhetorical questions, but damn! You know what? I don't care if I lose you as a client! You don't pay me anyway. And if you think anyone else around here is gonna pick up your account, you've got another think coming. By the time I'm through with you, there won't be a title abstractor in this state that will touch you with a ten foot pole. Unless it's to whack you over the freakin head!

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birra
00:12 Sep 02 2011

Sounds very much like the uphill battles I've had for years...

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I took and chance and left my house this weekend. It's the first time I've ever left my home to the whims of nature. I escaped, I simply didn't feel like dealing with it. Fretting over the aspect of coming home to nothing but a plot of muddy land held no power over me. There was nothing I could do to stop it. No magic words or perfect prayers. I can see by the water line surrounding my porch that the marsh was definitely toying with the idea of forcing me to utilize my flood insurance. But for some reason it changed it's mind. I love this place and the peace it brings to my soul. And I'm thankful that the forces of nature gave me a pass. Next time, I might not be so lucky. My thoughts and prayers go out to all those affected by this storm. But what I've learned from living so close to the sea, she can be a mean bitch, you just have to be meaner.

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birra
00:13 Sep 02 2011

I'm glad it passed you by... :)

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The truth is, I don't wish a hurricane on anyone. But the violent churning of the sea at the edge of my beach is such a relief. The ocean has been so warm this summer, it's damn near felt stagnant.

I rode some awesome waves today, and in the midst of the flow I found myself again. It's odd how a few hours spent glazing across a raging sea can totally tame your restlessness. It's a paradox I can't explain. No one gets it. Which actually makes me happy, because this is a pleasure all my own.

How many times do I have to say this? If you could explain crazy, it wouldn't be crazy!

Who knew flip flops hydroplaned on wet, wooden docks? I did. Which makes this sprained wrist all the more humilating.

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birra
04:03 Aug 20 2011

I had sandals that once hydroplaned me on the Hollywood Walk of Fame while they were steam cleaning it...



...I think I still have a star print on my ass.

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brileybeauford666
21:55 Aug 22 2011

Now that's a great conversation piece...ah, I mean point. Nobody cares about a sprained wrist. It's just an inconvience. But the imprint of a star on your ass, now that's something to build a pary around.......

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brileybeauford666
23:21 Aug 22 2011

that was supposed to be...."that's something to build a party around".....

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birra
01:26 Aug 23 2011

Wish I would have remembered who I landed on...

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I know sleep is highly overrated, but damn. I'm in my car today. I'm driving home from my day job and I actually forgot where I was going. Well, I didn't actually forget where I was going. I just forgot which job I needed to go to next. Imagine my surprise when I discovered I didn't have to go to another job. I simply had to go home. Now I'm here and I just can't shake this feeling that I should be somewhere else.