Happy Birthday my Friend!

Posted: May 12, 2010 in Uncategorized

Today marks the celebration of my best friend. Yes he’s 4 paws, wears a black fur coat, weights a whopping 110 lbs and has been mistaken for a small bear and primate. But to me he’s Ziggy Cash, the dog in black with dreads.

I found my best friend over 8 months ago. I found him up close to Rochester, NY. Lucky for me thats where my sis lives so it made the trip extra special. I’ve had dogs before. He’s actually my 3rd and my first newfie.

He’s been there for every moment during the journey and has done his job just fine. Scared off those who needed to be scared and has embraced those who have needed to be embraced. He’s a great joy to have and lucky for me all the workers have taken a great likely to him. He’s always on site and when he’s not, its as if I’ve done something horrible and have ruined everyone’s job. He’s helped me form new friendships and in a way helped me find my sunshine! Lucky for me she’s a HUGE dog lover and likes the big guy.

Ziggy you have no idea how important you have been to me during this ride. You’ve know exactly when to chase your tail, eat your feet, fart and destroy everything in sight. Without you I wouldn’t be here. You keep me grounded by the games you play and the funny things you do. You might be 110 lbs but you still act as though your 30 lbs.

I thank you for being there, for always dealing with my stress and anger, for making me smile when I needed it the most and for showing me life is meant to be filled with fun activities like running in circles in the sand and chasing your tail.

Happy Birthday my Jerome aka Zigger aka bear aka Ziggy Cash!

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I should be out celebrating, throwing down the beers and a few tequila’s, why? I finally got the approval I’ve been looking for, really actually waiting for, for over 2 months now. But as with any positive it was quickly mowed down by the words of,  the big bad county. They’ve decided to throw in a little slider. Mind you, I’ve re-submitted this plan now 3 different times and each time have been told 4 different reasons?

This time an overall inspection of the entire building has been required, because they believe after standing the test of time, the building might not be structurally sound? Wait can you repeat that?

Let me back up a little, the building was built in 1938 and re modified in 1945, or something around there. It’s a strong southern son-of-a-bitch & is still standing and has little to zero damage over all these years. A hurricane ripped through the area back in the late 80’s and early 90’s and NOTHING. But for some damn reason, the county feels that just because I’ve chosen to put in an indoor sports field, that all hell might break loose and the building might just give in for some damn reason? Really. Are they serious? As serious as a rattlesnake before it strikes.

I shouldn’t be shocked really. I should have been expecting that and had a flask filled with something strong and downed it quick to get in my few seconds of celebration! But I was a little slow, my game is off just a tad, then again I think I have a pretty good reason., I haven’t had any practice at getting anything my way?

Lesson 2,340: Never accept a yes without a ‘oh by the way’.

E -T-A-H

Posted: May 12, 2010 in Uncategorized

I don’t think in my 34 years of living that I have ever truly hated someone or something. Yes EXTREME dislike for people and places and food, but to find or better yet be completely filled with HATE is something I really don’t think I’ve ever encountered until yesterday. I actually felt how this feeling could completely make you act out of character. If there would have been any way for me to get my hands on this mother fucker, I could honestly tell you IT wouldn’t ever be able to hear or speak again.

It turns out that the CIS, which for those of you who might be reading this for the first time is the inspector, is a complete fucking ass hole that has no heart,  soul, brain and for the most part might not even be human? I have tried to play his game, tried to play nice, tried to have him more involved and even tried to extend a peace-offering, but yesterday summed up all his stupidity and more.

Inspector Death has now officially failed my building 3 times now. He is refusing to give us the final ok. Why? To put it simple, his feelings are hurt, he’s a childish little shit and can’t move past the fact that someone in this world stood up to his lies, bullshit and bullying and he is crying about it, wait trying to punish us for it and getting away with it!

The reason why this hatred has engulfed my spirit and body is that we asked him in the nicest of ways to please let us know what we are missing in order to get our final inspection, he told this that and this. We did all of this and that and yet so far he has come out 3 times now and has added more and more and more SHIT.

The latest and greatest: install 2 barriers in front of your door, because he believes someone might park there and block the entrance, which would cause complete chaos in the case of an emergency! Ok so let me get this straight you want me to install door BOMB barriers in front of my retail glass doors, the entrance into a sports facility, because you have a fear?

I feel sad for this guy. Not only is he a complete waste of life, but he’s completely crazy. Actually crazy is giving him something.  He deserves nothing from what this life has to offer.

– MMQ –

Posted: April 19, 2010 in Uncategorized

” You have to have a dream so you can get up in the morning” . . . Bill Wilder

Quote of the weekend . . .

Posted: April 18, 2010 in Uncategorized

“You can’t stay in your corner of the forest, waiting for others to come to you; you have to go to them sometimes.” –

They have us all . . .

Posted: April 18, 2010 in Uncategorized

In the year 2010, the Lord came unto Noah, who was now living in the North Carolina and said, “Once again, the planet has become wicked and over-populated and I see the end of all flesh before me. Build another Ark and save two of every living thing along with a few good humans.”

He gave Noah the blueprints, saying, “You have six months to build the Ark before I will start the ceaseless rain for 40 days and 40 nights”.

Six months later, the Lord looked down and saw Noah weeping in his yard, but no ark.

Noah”, He roared, “I’m about to start the rain! Where is the Ark?”

“Forgive me, Lord,” begged Noah. “But things have changed. I needed a building permit. I’ve been arguing with the inspector about the need for a sprinkler system. My neighbors claim that I’ve violated the neighborhood zoning laws by building the Ark in my yard and exceeding the height limitations.

We had to go to the Development Appeal Board for a decision. Then the Department of Transportation demanded a bond be posted for the future costs of moving power lines and other overhead obstructions, to clear the passage for the Ark’s move to the sea. I argued that the sea would be coming to us, but they would hear nothing of it.

Getting the wood was another problem. There’s a ban on cutting local trees in order to save the spotted owl. I tried to convince the environmentalists that I needed the wood to save the owls. But no go!

When I started gathering the animals, I got sued by an animal rights group. They insisted that I was confining wild animals against their will. As well, they argued the accommodation was too restrictive and it was cruel and inhumane to put so many animals in a confined space. Then the EPA ruled that I couldn’t build the Ark until they’d conducted an environmental impact study on your proposed flood.

I’m still trying to resolve a complaint with the Human Rights Commission on how many minorities I’m supposed to hire for my building crew.Also, the trades unions say I can’t use my sons. They insist I have to hire only Union workers with Ark building experience.

To make matters worse, the IRS seized all my assets, claiming I’m trying to leave the country illegally with endangered species.

So, forgive me, Lord, but it would take at least ten years for me to finish this Ark..”

Suddeningly, the skies cleared, the sun began to shine, and a rainbow stretched across the sky. Noah looked up in wonder and asked, “You mean, You’re not going to destroy the world?”.

“No,” said the Lord. “The county of Mecklenburg beat me to it.”

1 out of 3 …

Posted: April 18, 2010 in Uncategorized

After an amazing weekend filed with a few important meet and greets and fantastic weather, the beginning of a new week starts tomorrow with a meeting that should have happened a few months ago. But then again after everything that has happened, I am not surprised it has taken this long.

The fine people who control the power will be dropping by to talk about inches and rules that have no true value when you actually get down to the interpretation. I am not going to bore myself nor you the read with all the bullshit or better yet the wide variety of ways in which people project it.  Instead I am only going to say this, when in the hell did a side-walk become part of a building?

Last week actually ended on a good note, if you want to call it that? I actually received power. So now I have one check out of 3 completed. Hopefully now this pony can start to pick up some speed? Then again it’s more like a tortoise I guess. I still have to get a final CO on the property and a change of use. Both of which I am worried about because they require the evil spirit of CIS to show up and I cant wait to hear the bullshit he is about to lay on us. I heard he’s been on  a tear for the last few weeks, making sure people know he’s in charge. The words I wish I could share with him, would make a pig feel clean!