Saturday, June 02, 2007

 

I'm an 802 soul stuck in a 313 world!


It's probably a sign that I'm not a hip-hop insider that I get my news about rap music from the New York Times, but that's the best I can do. This morning's Times featured a story about this video by three goofballs from Vermont, which includes the line "don't mess with our cows or we'll break your knees." (Actually, you would probably get a short probationary term). I love it.

Vermont is my kind of place. It wasn't one of the 13 original colonies; as the republic was being formed Vermont was an independent country, and became the 14th state. It's full of eccentrics and kooks and really good food and skiing. The picture above is of Middlebury College, where I spent some time last summer working on my book; it is beautiful place, and they were very kind to me.

Comments:
Do you, by chance, have an idea of when we might get PR grades?
 
Grades are due on the Monday of the Sixth week of the following quarter, which is a week from Monday. I will probably get the PR grades in this coming Monday or Tuesday, though.
 
Oh, and about PR-- I can tell you that no one failed the class.
 
So it's like a knock off, less entertaining Texas?
 
I would like to be in Vermont right now. I hate the neighborhood we are renting in. Everyone is really nice except this one stupid lady. She just yelled at Bill AGAIN for being too loud at 1:30 in the afternoon and for keeping the garage door open too long. Bill told her that we have not even been here for the last few days, we were in Seattle.

You are apparently ONLY supposed to have it open when you are entering and exiting your garage. The garage is so small that our cars barely fit, and thus, he lets Spencer and I out before he pulls in.

She said she is going to call the home owners association on us, and , of course, when she found out we were "low life renters" she had a lot to say about that too.

Ordinarily this kind of thing does not bother me and I would just let it go but the ONLY REASON we are "low life renters" is because the "low life phone company" blew up our house. Why should we have to put up with this stupid crap?

So I may move to Vermont, and go live with either Ben or Jerry.
 
B-Mac--

Vermont did the whole independent country thing first. It's not much like Texas-- second smallest population, no coastline, thoroughly forested, etc.-- lots of pickup trucks and hunting, though.
 
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Now what you know about a sweet MC
from the 313
None of these skills you bout to see come free
So you wanna be a sweet MC
you gotta become me
If you ever wanna be one see
 
I am here representing the 503. Word.
 
Tyd, I'm late in posting, but I can sympathize with you renting situation. You neighbor sounds like mine. And in Switzerland, there is a whole sheaf of rules about what you can't do and WHEN you can do certain things. Like laundry. You CANNOT do laundry on Sundays or holidays (like Good Friday, when my downstairs neighbors chastised me for doing laundry). In some buildings, you have to sign up for one day a week or every 2 weeks (or even less, in some buildings) and if you're not there, you miss your chance to do laundry for like a month.

And it's not as though you can hop down to the laundromat, because there aren't any. At least, I've never seen one.

And then the noise: well, I was playing my radio one Sunday afternoon about 3 with my door open to the balcony. The same neighbors were down below in their garden and immediately came up and told me to turn it down. And I hardly EVER make a peep. If you play a musical instrument or sing, you can only do it from 9 am - noon and from 2 - 8 pm.

You are also not supposed to take a shower between 11 pm and 6 am, and there may even be something in the rules about flushing the toilet, but if there is I refuse to pay attention to it.

And they even tell you how often to open the windows to air out your apartment . . . and you're not supposed to hang laundry out to dry outside OR inside (how they police that one, I've no idea.)

Anyway . . . you get the picture. If you own your home here, you can do laundry whenever you want. I guess it's the same everywhere . . . but Vermont isn't so rule-bound, for sure, and they have a pretty darn nice life there.
 
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