Iloveskywalkerog
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Wow I havnt heard it called the city of big shoulders in many years.Here in the City of Big Shoulders, we still have mom n pop gas companies that you can just drive up to and get a 50# fill for about $30. The larger gas companies hate this so they made some "donations" to a few people. The result is that it is now illegal to carry a filled CO2 tank in your car. Very, very dangerous stuff. I hear they compress it. I never heeded that fucking law - let the insipid little beer hipsters worry about the fucking law.
It just says non flammable gas on the tank no mention of whats in it.Nah you wanna use compressed air for pb not c02, we always filled up at a local scuba shop for dirt cheap
I was always afraid putting HPA into a c02 tank, thought it would explode or leak cause of the psi difference, but if the c02 take can hold the 4000psi that be the way to goIt just says non flammable gas on the tank no mention of whats in it.
Don't use a co2 tank to go scuba diving. You wouldn't get very far if you did.I was always afraid putting HPA into a c02 tank, thought it would explode or leak cause of the psi difference, but if the c02 take can hold the 4000psi that be the way to go
I think you misunderstood me, but I see what you're getting at. I assure you I'm not a predator, but I do lowball people on cl. I'm also exceedingly generous in ways that I haven't divulged. I love getting great guitars for a good price, and I do wait people out until they come back to me. I have a huge number of long-term relationships compared to most folks I know. I've been faithful to the same woman for 15 years and still have friends from kindergarten. I know you read my post to mean that I'm a horrible person, but I just know how to get a good deal on cl. I also sell things for low prices when I'm selling stuff and give away ounces of weed to people I care about, including a Viet Nam Veteran with MS and not enough money. He's a family friend, and nobody asked me to do this. I just really don't want you wonderful people to think I'm some kind of monster. See: proof you're not an unreasonable asshole, you're compassionate enough to call me out because you're concerned I'm victimizing people; I respect that. But I don't like Joanie Mitchell.Yeah, I won't criticize what gets you off. But it is something I don't respond well to. I have relationships with people who treat me right. I have done transactions with people who are constantly wheedling to their own advantage. There is a very big difference. That sort of behavior always struck me as pareto-optimal and possibly a sign of unaddressed latent homosexual feelings.
I have to admit that I feel sad for those people and the fact that they are motivated by such things. I watched some of these folks exercise their bliss at a friend of mine's shop when he hadda close down due to terminal cancer. "Will you take $5 for this $50 worth of records?". Good for you. Big man. Got one over on a cancer patient. Hope your Joanie Mitchell sounds extra sweet.
I remember reading old porno mags from the 70s that my dad had and the used to call older ladies Old Tarts.. lol old folks crack me upWHO YOU CALLING A CRABBY MUTHA?!?!? i will SHOVE MY CANE RIGHT UP YOUR ARSE SON!
I wasn't really referring to you. Was more hoping to illustrate the point for less thoughtfulI think you misunderstood me, but I see what you're getting at. I assure you I'm not a predator, but I do lowball people on cl. I'm also exceedingly generous in ways that I haven't divulged. I love getting great guitars for a good price, and I do wait people out until they come back to me. I have a huge number of long-term relationships compared to most folks I know. I've been faithful to the same woman for 15 years and still have friends from kindergarten. I know you read my post to mean that I'm a horrible person, but I just know how to get a good deal on cl. I also sell things for low prices when I'm selling stuff and give away ounces of weed to people I care about, including a Viet Nam Veteran with MS and not enough money. He's a family friend, and nobody asked me to do this. I just really don't want you wonderful people to think I'm some kind of monster. See: proof you're not an unreasonable asshole, you're compassionate enough to call me out because you're concerned I'm victimizing people; I respect that. But I don't like Joanie Mitchell.
LOL prolly, I thought lying was a condition of employment for that 'agency' but if you are really another agency merely assigned to that agency you could be golden..........snip.......
Is my career with the State Department in jeopardy?
I think it is the baby in large part. I didn't want to be the first to mention it. It has something to do with the kind of world you want them to grow up in. Not all hostility is negative.Yeah, I think ever since having the baby a few years back I've asserted myself more and my tolerance for bullshit has drastically dropped. Could be the baby, could be just getting older. Either way Falling Down was fucking badass when I saw it at age 8 or so lol.
You are in Chicago? Do you have any Sharpies that have not run dry?Wow I havnt heard it called the city of big shoulders in many years.
I live in this city as well nice to know there are still real people around who are tired of all this bullshit to.
I think the older we get the more we realize we have less time left, especially for buttholes.I am pretty sick of assholes lately. So I have been telling people what I think of them. This has meant a lot of low-grade relationships coming to an end and some pretty terse moments between me and society.
Today is a good example... I put some CO2 tanks up for sale on CL (which I consider a nexus of assholes). Two 50# tanks - the big, four foot high suckers. Asking $125 for the pair. A steal.
So I get a response this morning...
"What wrong wtih them. Why u selling them?" (sic)
I explained that there is nothing wrong with them and that I am not using them anymore.
A while later he replies:
"give me your address and phone number. I want time look at them" (sic again)
Suddenly it dawns on me that I would pay $125 not to interact with this piece of shit let alone give him my address and phone number. So I wrote back.
"If you are interested in buying the pictured and described tanks for the asking price, let me know. But if it is your intention to waste my time and jack me around I have another suggestion for you.
I am guessing that a smart guy like you figured out that recent technological developments in gas compression have made my used tanks obsolete. Here is a link to some new Hydrofarm tanks in the same size. They are $475 each but you will make that up in the first year in electricity savings alone."
I'm not putting this out there to show how I put this idiot off. It is truly indicitive of my behavior lately. I am so up to here (hand above head) with hucksters, cheaters, liars, and just plain jag-offs that it seems that some sort of filter inside me has become disabled.
Is it permanent? Is it healthy? Will I survive?
I don't have any thoughts about any homicidal spree just in case it need be said. I just feel like I am mostly surrounded by assholes and am not willing to spend the rest of my life humoring them or choking back bile. When I tell them (either diplomatically or not) to fuck off, I feel better about my life - even if it might not be in my best short-term interests.
Is my career with the State Department in jeopardy?
hairry muff era, I'm glad it's overI remember reading old porno mags from the 70s that my dad had and the used to call older ladies Old Tarts.. lol old folks crack me up