Demona/Mahnarch - A Lewa Sighting!!

[Mahnarch]

We need a better slogan for when two Lewasite members finally meet up in real life (and aren't related...... )

On 'SA' we call it a 'Goon Meet' but, Lewasiters aren't really 'Goons'.
Well, some are but, not in the right case.

***

Anyway, after several pseudo-attempts we finally met at her place of employ (in the middle of the big city!!! lol.).
I was hesitant to bother her at work but, she finally convinced me that her boss was cool and what.

I drove up into the dark parking lot, talking with my mum on my cell.
I stepped out of my truck and hung out near the bed, finishing my call when, suddenly, a ninja comes out of the nowhere and starts beating me with a purse!!!

Kidding. She just came outside and asked me if I was me.
I was pretty sure I was me, so I said, "Yes" - or, "You betcha", I don't remember.
[It later turned out that I was, in fact, me. So that was good.]

Anyway, she's shorter than I pictured [but, only by a few inches].

Upbeat. Friendly. Has a coffee machine that rips you off by only dispensing hot water..... (but, it's only $0.45)

I walked in expecting loads of machines everywhere, screaming away and people running around like chickens with their heads cut off but, there was only her and her boss-man (a man that kinda reminds me of Dustin Hoffman - if he were more Italian [Dustin, not her boss] in the entire, quiet building.

Later, others showed up and some cigarette smoking occurred [only by me an her co-workers, not her] alongside chatting.

Then the boss-man called out to everyone (for a meeting? I don't know), so I left.
It was a pretty sweet evening....well, morning, as it was after midnight.
I was there for about an hour.

She's definitely someone I can hang out with and pound a few beers.
And her guy friend is pretty cool, too (though, he looks familiar - maybe).

He claims to be a bowler but, I'll have to see his mad skillz before I'll be convinced.... ;D
My friends told me they were good bowlers until I handed them their butts one night.

The only problem is: If we're going to 'hang', I'll have to clean up the house if we get the group over here.
It's kind of a sty, right now. (but, don't tell anyone!)

I'll get to Spring Cleaning next weekend.
My motivation will be warmer climes and an urge to get the Kaw out and take it for a ride.

***

Oh, it came to my attention that I may have to clear something up.

I said that I live in the country/farm area but, I'm, personally, only sitting on an acre and a quarter, presently.

It used to be about a 10 acre lot but, I have no need for that. I don't do any farming, myself, except for an occasional veggie garden every so many years (the dogs destroyed my broccolis last year )
My land was quartered up and sold to my neighbor to add to his corn field years ago but, the government still considers my land as 'Farm Land' and my mortgage is through the USDA.
An acre and a quarter is plenty big enough for what I need to do - except now I wish there was room enough to put up a Pole Barn, now that I'm a little more financially secure.
(Well, I could take down my backyard tree....but, then I wouldn't have my backyard tree.......IT'S MY BACKYARD TREE, MAN!!!)

The bit of 'farming' I do is all 'neighbor based'.
That way it's all their equipment and such but, I get the rewards of fresh veggies at harvest for helping (for free).

In conversation with Demona it occurred to me that I may not have been clear on that - which didn't really cross my mind that I had to 'be clear' as, it's just a way of life.
You don't tell people that you flush after visiting the toilet, you just 'do'.

So, yeah. I'm not sitting on the Kent farm, surrounded by acres and acres of corn....

....well, actually, I AM surrounded by acres and acres of corn but, it's not my corn.
Still, it isn't unusual to see my truck parked in a field during harvest.

Just wanted to throw that out there.

[Demona]

I'm about 5'3 1/2" or 5'4", and you're somewhat taller than I thought. Pictures online really don't tell you much. Happy you showed up! That hour flew by, holy crap!

The coffee machine needs to be stocked up now and then, and I've had the misfortune of going for hot chocolate one night, only to get practically water! What a waste of quaters!

My boss I always thought looked like John Cusack, the face somewhat really. We didn't have any sort of meeting, it was just to fill out a survey.

My friend you talked to was Adam. He's fun. I've been to a couple of family parties, one for Super Bowl, the other just...because. Also, we took a trip to the Four Winds casino with his grandma on a charter bus. It'd have been cool if I'd have won...I had fun though.

He is a big time bowler. He's on a league and has trophies. I never got to see any of his games though due to working every Saturday night. If you manage to hand his hiney to him in a game, I'd love to be there. He can be one of those "hot shot" types once in a while!

Whether you clean the house or not, it doesn't bother me...as long as it's not stinky! My mom always thinks the house needs cleaning for visitors, when nobody really cares and plus, it's never really a pig sty in the first place. Besides, I'm a naturally messy person!

I'm happy you weren't scared off or too worried to embarrass yourself, like I said before, I have plenty of blonde moments all on my own! We definately need to go out and party or something....just not too crazy.

[Phil]

It's super that you actually met eachother.

You had seen pictures of eachother but that doesn't give height all the time.

Its funny how people feel self conscious about a clean house. If you do then you're not really a slob. If you were you wouldn't care and you would find people seeing your messy abode less trouble then cleaning up. According to Phil of course.

My mother was always adamant about a spit shine before bringing kids inside. Sometimes we just couldn't have anyone come in. And the house was never that messy.
A cup or dish on the counter, a shirt on the back of a chair is hardly something that's going to label you sloppy forever.

My wife is the same way as my mother. My wife doesn't want me to walk around the house too much during blogs of Youtube because there's a chance that the house doesn't shine like the top of the Chrysler building.

I've beaten her down on our kids friends in the house though. I just said 'when I was their age I'd go into other people's houses and they were all lived in and none were too bad. Ours is not bad either yeah there's a few items on the counter tops, let the kids have their friends in.'

I seem to have won that debate.

I agree with both Demona and Mahnarch about coffee machine coffee. It seldom mixes well.

[Mahnarch]

Heh,,,Yeah, I've got dishes galore in the sink but, my main concern is my mouse infestation.

I just clean up the counters and the next morning there's turds all over, again.
That's the bad part of the countryside - mice.

I've got about a dozen traps around the house and empty them daily but, I think they're out-producing my attempts and I can't use poison because of my dogs and cat.

My little terriers are pretty good mousers - after all, they are dogs-of-prey but, they aren't allowed on the counters.


....Hmmm....If I DO let them on the counter....MY DISHES WILL SELF WASH, TOO!

HA!


Actually, I should just burn the house down and start from scratch, me thinks.

[Blastgirl]

That burn the house down idea seems so extreme for mice.

I remember there was ad on TV that you could buy this thing that makes noise and it somehow keeps mice away because they don't like the noise. I don't know if it's true, but that's what the product sellers claimed.

Supposedly Dogs, Cats and Birds can't hear it (It wouldn't work if you had Hamsters, Garbles or caged rodents) but it was suppose to deter rodents because of it's sound.

[Mahnarch]

Oh, yeah. There is one pet rat I didn't mention.


I've made several noise producing "machines" before for moles (also a big problem out here) that's basically a stick with an empty windshield washer jug with wind vanes cut into it, nailed to the top of the stick and planted into the ground.

Apparently, when the wind picks up the vanes start the jug spinning and the mouth of the jug slaps the stick making vibrations in the ground.

It seems to work pretty good, actually.
I built a couple a few years back and got rid of them, for the most part.
Then I poisoned them (pre-animal days) to clean up the remnants.

***

Heh, I remember growing up and learned that trick from my grandpa.
When I asked him what they were, though, he said that they were Elephant Chasers.

"Elephant Chasers?"

"Yeah. You don't see any Elephants around here, do you?"

"No."

"That means they're working!"

For years I believed him...

HA!


***

OH! I just had an idea for a saying:

'A Lewa Sighting'!

Even though, that's more of a "I saw someone/thing and didn't actually talk to them", like an Elvis sighting.

But, hey, we're not perfectionists, here, are we?
No one except Spartan.

Oh, and part of a barn door's flight is due to the wind hitting the bottom, so it's about a 90-10 split.
Bernouli found out about low pressure at the top of the wing.

[Jersey]

Interesting concept. I'm not sure though who is close enough to me to come around. Probably Phil, but I think he lives up in the northern parts of Pennsylvania. I live in south Jersey most times.

[Blastgirl]

I'm glad that Mahnarch and Demona Firebrand got to meet.

[Demona]

So have you found out how exactly the mice come inside? We've never had that here, though once there was a squirrel in the garage and of course, more than one ant infestation!

Anyway, I just don't get what the deal is with neat freaks. A pair of shoes on the floor and some dishes undone does not make a pigs pen! How people keep their house is their business. My pet peeve however, is when a house goes beyond messy and is dirty!

I knew a girl once in high school who's house stunk, and they didn't do dishes with any soap, just water! Plus, the toilet was dirty, the carpet stained, and a mountain of laundry in the bathroom. Unorganized is one thing, but dirty crosses the line!

[Phil]

Mice are everywhere unless there's absolutely no opening and the doors are never open for any lenghth of itme.

The administration building at work had an infestation and nobody could figure out why.

Me, the maintenance Polak had to remind them their supply room door going outside is open nearly the whole time that the admin building is operational which is 16 hours a day. So even if there's no holes in the siding for cable or electrical or anything and its all well sealed there's still the door. Dahhhr wise higher ups.

But if there's an opening the size of a nickel and a mouse can fit its head through it the body will slide through they're flexible.

Peanut butter in a simple Victor mouse trap is the best way. Live traps don't work they're too smart for that. And set them free to do what, come right back? I don't think so.

Reading Demona's post on the house in the last paragraph of the post, I've known people like that too that's disgusting. A little clutter here and there, fine but filth is a whole different story.

[Demona]

Reading Demona's post on the house in the last paragraph of the post, I've known people like that too that's disgusting. A little clutter here and there, fine but filth is a whole different story.

The girl who lived in the afformentioned filthy house was also responsible for her younger brother and sister. There were five kids total, the oldest moved out, she came next, and her younger teenage brother was never resposible for the two youngest because apparently boys had more freedom.

The kid's mother was seldom there, she worked and money was tight, but she spent time with friends and out too, which isn't a good excuse for anything. So while she was gone, younger teen brother was often with friends of his own, and the older sister had to babysit two kids with day old cool-aid mustaches and stained clothes. I wonder how often they took baths?

[Blastgirl]

That seems like a very sad situation actually. I have known Families to be in that position too.

[Mahnarch]

I think my mouse infestation started around last fall's harvest.
Mice live outdoors, in fields (hence, the name 'Field Mice') and when my neighbor started digging up the soil they ran for the first place that wasn't being bulldozed - MY HOUSE!!!
That's when I started to notice a few "things" that weren't ordinary.

Those bass-turds!

No worries, though. I've got reinforcements coming.

My mum is coming to clean house and she's a pretty good pest control expert (after all, she raised me!)
After weeks/months I'm starting to get really annoyed by the constant startles by noises in the dark and poop on the counter.

....."If I wanted Poop on the counter, I'd do it my self!"
Dang it!

My mum is a Mouse Ninja!
And a House Ninja - anyone need a house cleaned? She is pretty reasonable and completely confidential: Like this one time she told me that this one guy had these blow up............uh.....ba...loons.
Yeah. Balloons.
They just happened to look like women.....

***

As far as smell?

No. No smell around here...........until fertilizer season......

Right about this time - until mid-June/July, with a nice, hot day (and after I've been away for a few days to un-acclimate myself)..........WwwwhhhooooOOOAAA!

In my neighborhood we have 6 seasons:

Winter
Spring
Fertilizer
Summer
Fall
Deer.

The first one occupies about 6 months of the years.
The last one's the best.
Free burgers and sausage for months!

The fourth one only lasts about 3 weeks......







......"Glooobaaal WAaAaAaArmiiiinnngggg!!!!"

I hate Al Gore.
I want to drop kick him in the face.

Or, better yet, give him the 'Stone Cold Stunner', cuz that's what it is, here - COLD!!!! [95% of the time! - maybe 80%].

[fartinggurl]

It's cool that you and Demona met. I've never met any of the people that I know online, not counting ones I know personally, on any of the sites I'm a member of.

[Mahnarch]

I find that it take initiative.
I was afraid of inducing employment harm for the longest time but, after seeing her actual workplace, I could probably settle down and wreck their bathroom, easily.

It also take distance.
Demona practically passes by me (and/or my workplace) by less than 500 yards on her way to work each night. That's a lot closer than a continent apart.

Fear leads to Hate.
Hate leads to Anger.
Anger leads to the Dark Side......- Yoda.

I 'feared' for Demona's job (BTW, I know her real name!!! hehehe!!! It's *static fills the speakers*), which led to me hating not being able to get over there.

My hate led to me being angry when I couldn't find a good parking spot.

My anger led me to find a parking spot on the dark side of the building.


......I....am a Sith!


"Fartinggurl....I..am your faaather *mechanical breath*"

[Demona]

No!!! Don't wreck the bathroom, some pig already did in the ladies room! I swear, doodie was smeared on the wall! It's disgusting!

[Mahnarch]

Ewww!, reallY?
Doodie?
Really?
....Doodie?
Was it 'Stinky' (the long haired guy)?
[This phenomena seems more common than I thought. We had this same thing happen at the auto shop I used to work at - but, it looked as though whoever 'did it' should have died of internal explosion. (toilet. sink, wall, toilet paper roll [unused...], you name it.)
Luckily it was a poured concrete walled and floored room with a drain.
I dragged the hose over there and just let the water do its thing.

***

I occasionally use the ladies room in our warehouse, when I'm the only person in the building (which is quite a bit).

They have a bigger stall than ours does.
Plus, I don't want to stink up the Men's room.......

No one deserves that.....except an empty Ladie's room.
(To clarify, we only have 4 women who work with us.
One is strictly office [at our main campus - a mile away] and three driverettes, who rarely come to the warehouse.
In fact, Erika was just to the warehouse a few days ago and couldn't figure out the hi-lo.

So, to me, the ladies room is up for grabs...just because I can....and it makes smoking in there a lot easier to get away with if, by chance, one of our male drivers shows up while I'm on the can.

The only thing I can't figure out is this machine on the wall.........OOOOOHHHHhhhh!
*whispers* 'It's for their "special" times!'

[Demona]

No...I said the LADIES room! Lmao! It was probably somebody's kids or a gross prank. I'm quite sure it was doodie...brown and streaked, but no it didn't smell, it was just crusted on.

Anyway, you like soiling the girls bathroom with a dump?...SHAME ON YOU! No wonder it's seldom used...

I'm sure by the way, anybody caught smoking in our bathrooms would be read the riot act.