that was fast
I don't see your steel reinforced concrete bunker?
It's not facebook
My mom taught me if I can't tweet something nice, I shouldn't tweet at all
It's still fun to hijack threads
It's a good place to feel better about yourself when reading the crap other people are dealing with
The ownage pics by John and Shaun
It's better than the political crap in GCC
The roller coaster adventures of Ian's romantic interludes
No one knows I lurk here to see if you guys are talking about me
that was fast
I don't see your steel reinforced concrete bunker?
" A mans rights rest in three boxes; the ballot box, the jury box, and the cartridge box" Fredrick Douglass
"The nationalist not only does not disapprove of atrocities committed by his own side, but he has a remarkable capacity for not even hearing about them" George Orwell
It was SUPER fast. They self admitted that once they break ground and a house starts going up, they usually see more sales. So in their own interest, they wanted to get things moving to try and sell the other 2 lots.
I can't post the bunker on the interwebs, I don't want everyone knowing where it is!
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~Una
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Glad stuff that amuses me can amuse others. I post it with the assumption I'm only entertaining myself, and am OK with that as it serves as one location for it and my older son scrolls through and sometimes he shares it with Jodi. It also doesn't take long since it's mostly from the same place, and I just post my favorites here.
If it amuses a couple more folks, all the better.![]()
Had one hell of a night last night. After finishing up in the shop around 1:30am I went into the house to get ready for bed. About 2am my dog wakes from a dead sleep and darts for the basement while growling and barking. This is unusual as if he needs to go out or heard something outside, he will run to the back door, upstairs. Feeling something is off, I get out of bed and head downstairs to find him and check things out. I easily find him as he is growling like I haven't heard him do in years since cornering a worker who wandered into the backyard. And he is just standing in the middle of our basement livingroom growling at the couch, and his hair on the back and neck was straight up. I kept trying to get him to calm down and even moved the couch and table thinking it was a mouse or something. But there was nothing. All doors and windows were locked and nothing was out of sorts. So it takes some time but he calms down and we go outside. His pisses then heads back in and goes to bed. So I follow.
Fast forward to just after 3. One of our smoke/co2 detectors goes off from downstairs. But our system is hardwired in, and if one is going off, all start to beep. So it takes a minute to find the one that is acting up. It reads that there is high co2 present and that there is a low battery. So I swap batteries with a fresh 9v, and it continues to go off, this time stating low battery again, and nothing about co2. Tried 2 new batteries (last new ones I had) and both did the same thing. So I said screw it, l.j left the battery out and it unplugged and went back to bed.
Not 30 minutes later, another started to go off. This one was in the basement as well, but across the house in a completely different room. Same issuse but no co2 reading. So I tried the batteries and that solved the issue. So I go back to bed.
Again, not 30 minutes later, another detector goes off, this time upstairs. At this point, It is almost 430. My wife is supposed to get up for work in 30 minutes and we all haven't slept much. So I pull the detector and every other one I can reach without a ladder, and we try to go back to sleep. And just as I am about to sleep, my dog bolts out of bed barking and growling again and flies downstairs. At this point I am thinking the worst and am not sure if I should grab the shotgun by my bed or find a fire extinguisher. I grab the gun and run after the dog down the stairs. He was growling at the door the leads to my gun room, which is still securely locked and only I have a key. But he is sure something is behind it. So I get my key and let him into the room, where he finds nothing but what should be there.
At this point, my wife says screw it and starts to get ready for her day. We joke that we have ghosts. And my pup goes back to bed. I try to clean up some and then get ready for my day. Still don't know what the heck was going on.
Hoping we might sleep better tonight.
Aaron Brucker
Precision Metalwork-Stout Fabrication-Elegant Design
oops... ^^^^ that guy's T-shirt was not meant as a reply to Aaron.
Those non-sleep nights definitely bring the suck.
Any appliances in the basement?
Years ago a friend was watching my Blue Heeler. One evening the dog went into the kitchen and started growling at the fridge. Two weeks later, the refrigerator pump stopped working. When the fridge was replaced, there was a burn mark on the linoleum tile. Oscar is on to something!
Wow dude, you are on it! We have a kitchenette and bar area down there in the living room. Went to check on the 2 small fridges that are there after reading your post and one had water pour out of it when I opened it. It had stopped working sometime between yesterday and now, and had melted the ice build up that was in the freezer section. No burn marks or electrical smell and was still "running" but not cold. Guessing one of the lines broke and leaked the refrigerant which set of the gas detectors. Surprised my dog even noticed.
Edit: for my horrible typing and non-proofreading
Last edited by Aaron; May 16th, 2019 at 04:36 PM.
Seen on a T-shirt:
Good Morning....I see you missed your beauty sleep.
Courage is knowing it might hurt, and doing it anyway.
Stupidity is the same.
And that’s why life is hard.
Since I've proven for months/years I don't require an audience for anything I post, I'm pretty confident this one will follow suit ...
100 days until College Football Season begins...![]()
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... and GSW just won to go up 2-0 in the Western Conference Finals...
... no, not Gun Shot Wounds, GSW = Golden State Warriors
..... oh, yeah, it's basketball and it's not on strike....![]()
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