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Thank you, and thank you again to everyone that has messaged, sent cards, and just been so supportive. This weekend was one of the hardest I've had, and inforoo truly made a difference.
Thank you, and thank you again to everyone that has messaged, sent cards, and just been so supportive. This weekend was one of the hardest I've had, and inforoo truly made a difference.
Post by crazykittensmile on Apr 26, 2017 17:32:04 GMT -5
Is anyone else super annoyed that Amazon shares your email with their vendors? I feel like for the majority of my purchases lately I'm REPEATEDLY hassled by vendors to leave reviews for their products.
Leave me alone. You have my money, now shut up and go away.
Apologies for long post below, but I'm pissed and want to vent/get advice.
I live in an area of Baltimore that's "up-and-coming" whatever that means. Yesterday, when we were coming home from the Orioles game, we pulled into our back alley and found a guy working on his truck in our alley, blocking our way. Eventually he moved but when we got out, he started hurling insults at my wife and I. I'm not one to back down, so we got into it. The guy wants to fight me because I'm not "from there" like he and his father are. Whatever. I told him we can fight anytime he wants, but I'm not fighting on concrete, I don't have a death wish. He kept running his mouth, talking crap to whomever would listen and screaming at my wife. This morning, we get up, and there's dog shit thrown on our front porch.
Has anyone had experience with stuff like this before? I'm upset at being insulted in my own house - which I came into and have poured money into for the 3 years I've been in it. My wife just wants to take the peaceful route (total hippie) but I'm having a tough time just sitting back - as I think this is just going to escalate.
Ugh that sounds awful. Not feeling at peace at home is not okay (I've been there, but a different situation).
I know kdogg has lots of experience in this arena, but fortunately for him he was renting and was able to leave. Any other advice kdogg ?
What's your wife's peaceful approach? Bake them dog poop brownies?
Apologies for delayed response, as I only now saw this tag at the conclusion of a month in exile after some Mafia shenanigans.
Vinnie the Eel, in a nutshell: document everything you can (dates, times, your take of incidents, name potential witnesses) and build a case against them and don't escalate anything. At least notify the local police to leave a paper trail, so there's at least a record of "someone" leaving dog poop on your property, which could possibly trigger some kind of local nuisance ordinance if eventually tied to this perpetrator. I kept a running memo of such incidents, and I even made sure to put the audio recording app on my phone's home screen to be ready to record any future incidents. I got to the point where I was debating the merits of a restraining order against my own Asshole Neighbors, which would have possibly gotten them evicted and left two children under the age of ten homeless. Not a good place to be. But if you have anything to discuss in greater detail, a reply or message isn't out of line here.
I drove by the old apartment recently. There was a different vehicle, probably that of the tenant in our old apartment, parked immediately next to their precious favorite parking spot. I got curious and followed up on them online.
Mrs. Asshole Neighbor must have kicked out Mr. Asshole Neighbor, since she was the one listed as filing and he is the one listed as having a new address. Their divorce appears to have been finalized just today. I was SO tempted to go to their previous hearings and laugh my ass off, but didn't. Looks like they each have to complete a "divorce co-parenting" and "parent education" class as part of that settlement.
Part of me wants to send them a spring-loaded glitter bomb, one of those text Potato-Grams, something to celebrate the occasion.
I drove by the old apartment recently. There was a different vehicle, probably that of the tenant in our old apartment, parked immediately next to their precious favorite parking spot. I got curious and followed up on them online.
Mrs. Asshole Neighbor must have kicked out Mr. Asshole Neighbor, since she was the one listed as filing and he is the one listed as having a new address. Their divorce appears to have been finalized just today. I was SO tempted to go to their previous hearings and laugh my ass off, but didn't. Looks like they each have to complete a "divorce co-parenting" and "parent education" class as part of that settlement.
Part of me wants to send them a spring-loaded glitter bomb, one of those text Potato-Grams, something to celebrate the occasion.
Damn.
I feel like the comfort in knowing you're not as miserable as they apparently are (and also no longer have to deal with either of them) is enough to celebrate. Give yourself a beer, and some glitter if you're so inclined.
Sandra Sue ‘Sandi’ (St. John) Gunter, June 19, 1956-April 19, 2017. Mom met her future husband, Mark, while playing Frisbee in Memorial Grove Park in Utah. Mark had hitchhiked across the country from Massachusetts with his dog Moses. Mom immediately fell in love with the dog. It took her slightly longer to fall in love with Mark. 45 years , 4 children and 4 grandchildren later, she departed this world Sandi Sue St. John Gunter. Although Sandi moved to Mass. shortly after meeting Mark, her heart belonged in Utah. Sandi loved riding horses and led her daughters’ 4-H club for over 10 years. She never missed one of her kid’s horse shows and could always be counted on to congratulate or console, depending on the outcome. Sandi took great pride from her Children and Grandchildren’s accomplishments. Sandi leave behind her husband Mark, daughters Alycia, Liberty, Margaret and Katy, grandchildren; Mikey, Colin, Arlo and Aiden. She also leaves three sisters; Rexine, Earline and Kathy and her brother Mike. She was predeceased by her parents, Ken and Lillian. The family wishes to Thank the staff at Worcester Health Center, who treated her like family. At the request of the family, all services are Private.
Sandra Sue ‘Sandi’ (St. John) Gunter, June 19, 1956-April 19, 2017. Mom met her future husband, Mark, while playing Frisbee in Memorial Grove Park in Utah. Mark had hitchhiked across the country from Massachusetts with his dog Moses. Mom immediately fell in love with the dog. It took her slightly longer to fall in love with Mark. 45 years , 4 children and 4 grandchildren later, she departed this world Sandi Sue St. John Gunter. Although Sandi moved to Mass. shortly after meeting Mark, her heart belonged in Utah. Sandi loved riding horses and led her daughters’ 4-H club for over 10 years. She never missed one of her kid’s horse shows and could always be counted on to congratulate or console, depending on the outcome. Sandi took great pride from her Children and Grandchildren’s accomplishments. Sandi leave behind her husband Mark, daughters Alycia, Liberty, Margaret and Katy, grandchildren; Mikey, Colin, Arlo and Aiden. She also leaves three sisters; Rexine, Earline and Kathy and her brother Mike. She was predeceased by her parents, Ken and Lillian. The family wishes to Thank the staff at Worcester Health Center, who treated her like family. At the request of the family, all services are Private.
It's very sweet, especially the bit about falling in love with the dog before her husband. Thank you for sharing Katy.
Sandra Sue ‘Sandi’ (St. John) Gunter, June 19, 1956-April 19, 2017. Mom met her future husband, Mark, while playing Frisbee in Memorial Grove Park in Utah. Mark had hitchhiked across the country from Massachusetts with his dog Moses. Mom immediately fell in love with the dog. It took her slightly longer to fall in love with Mark. 45 years , 4 children and 4 grandchildren later, she departed this world Sandi Sue St. John Gunter. Although Sandi moved to Mass. shortly after meeting Mark, her heart belonged in Utah. Sandi loved riding horses and led her daughters’ 4-H club for over 10 years. She never missed one of her kid’s horse shows and could always be counted on to congratulate or console, depending on the outcome. Sandi took great pride from her Children and Grandchildren’s accomplishments. Sandi leave behind her husband Mark, daughters Alycia, Liberty, Margaret and Katy, grandchildren; Mikey, Colin, Arlo and Aiden. She also leaves three sisters; Rexine, Earline and Kathy and her brother Mike. She was predeceased by her parents, Ken and Lillian. The family wishes to Thank the staff at Worcester Health Center, who treated her like family. At the request of the family, all services are Private.
Sandra Sue ‘Sandi’ (St. John) Gunter, June 19, 1956-April 19, 2017. Mom met her future husband, Mark, while playing Frisbee in Memorial Grove Park in Utah. Mark had hitchhiked across the country from Massachusetts with his dog Moses. Mom immediately fell in love with the dog. It took her slightly longer to fall in love with Mark. 45 years , 4 children and 4 grandchildren later, she departed this world Sandi Sue St. John Gunter. Although Sandi moved to Mass. shortly after meeting Mark, her heart belonged in Utah. Sandi loved riding horses and led her daughters’ 4-H club for over 10 years. She never missed one of her kid’s horse shows and could always be counted on to congratulate or console, depending on the outcome. Sandi took great pride from her Children and Grandchildren’s accomplishments. Sandi leave behind her husband Mark, daughters Alycia, Liberty, Margaret and Katy, grandchildren; Mikey, Colin, Arlo and Aiden. She also leaves three sisters; Rexine, Earline and Kathy and her brother Mike. She was predeceased by her parents, Ken and Lillian. The family wishes to Thank the staff at Worcester Health Center, who treated her like family. At the request of the family, all services are Private.
Thank you. How is your Dad doing?
Honestly, I'm not sure. My oldest sister lives close to him and has taken care of everything, including him. He can be a hard nut to crack.
Welcome back Bonz, but I do not find it strange that your presence being requested in the Orgy thread and then you showing up, like it was the quacking Bonzai Bat Signal.
Post by NothingButFlowers on May 5, 2017 12:26:11 GMT -5
Second flat tire in four months, and it's an hour and a half for the tow truck to get here. Wasn't that bad last time when I got the flat in our driveway. Kind of sucks when we have to sit on the side of the road in 90 degree weather.
Edit: We would have just changed it but one of the lug nuts is broken so that we can't get it off.
Edit 2: Took three hours from when we realized it was flat to when I left the tire place, but I bought a warranty on the last one so I didn't have to pay for a new tire. All in all, could have been much worse.
I'll try to make this short. My oldest/best friend's younger brother just passed away and I'm headed home to attend the funeral. My girlfriend whom I love very much will not join me on the trip so she can study fer two big tests on Mon/Tues. I totally support her studies and work to make a better more successful future. But she has made two comments in the time since the death that have just infuriated me. Yes, I take my friendships very seriously. If I consider you a friend, you're pretty much as close as a brother or sister to me.
Now I was hopin' to propose to my lady later this year. We've been together almost four years. Most things are great between us. But this current event in my life that greatly affects my oldest friend is raisin' a flag or two in my mind. We had an argument 'bout it tonight. Maybe I care too much 'bout my friends and would do just 'bout anythin' to be there fer them.
But maybe I'm not totally crazy?
Dan, my bother, please do not ignore these doubts. So she couldn't go (or even if she didn't want to, which I could completely understand) she should be 100% supportive of YOU, and how this tragedy has affected YOU.
Fighting?? WTF dude. If she doesn't put you first then she is wrong. Maybe too much Buddhism; but your happiness should give her happiness.
I hope this is not Alex
(Anyone who doesn't understand what I am saying, dharma teachings.)
Welcome back Bonz, but I do not find it strange that your presence being requested in the Orgy thread and then you showing up, like it was the quacking Bonzai Bat Signal.
I'll try to make this short. My oldest/best friend's younger brother just passed away and I'm headed home to attend the funeral. My girlfriend whom I love very much will not join me on the trip so she can study fer two big tests on Mon/Tues. I totally support her studies and work to make a better more successful future. But she has made two comments in the time since the death that have just infuriated me. Yes, I take my friendships very seriously. If I consider you a friend, you're pretty much as close as a brother or sister to me.
Now I was hopin' to propose to my lady later this year. We've been together almost four years. Most things are great between us. But this current event in my life that greatly affects my oldest friend is raisin' a flag or two in my mind. We had an argument 'bout it tonight. Maybe I care too much 'bout my friends and would do just 'bout anythin' to be there fer them.
But maybe I'm not totally crazy?
Dan, my bother, please do not ignore these doubts. So she couldn't go (or even if she didn't want to, which I could completely understand) she should be 100% supportive of YOU, and how this tragedy has affected YOU.
Fighting?? WTF dude. If she doesn't put you first then she is wrong. Maybe too much Buddhism; but your happiness should give her happiness.
I hope this is not Alex
(Anyone who doesn't understand what I am saying, dharma teachings.)
I assume this all worked itself out by now? I hope y'all were able to work things out and didn't let a few comments end a long relationship. And I hope you and your friend have been able to find peace with your loss.
Post by heyyitskait on May 23, 2017 18:26:27 GMT -5
Boyfriend told me last night that we were invited on the trip to Spain that his brother and a few friends are currently on. Except that once his brother heard we were invited, he called Boyfriend and said that we couldn't go because the friends who were planning the trip (and who invited us in the first place!!) were HIS FRIENDS and this trip is only supposed to be them.
I have been listening to him complain about how the trip got out of control because people started "inviting themselves" for weeks. Introduced him to two of the people that were going so he could get to know how awesome they are and relax a little.
I'm so upset. I could be in fucking Barcelona right now, drinking and eating delicious food with some really great friends. BUT NO, he had to go and throw a temper tantrum. FUCK!