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I used to belong to a teen forums site akin to this one (much different content, of course). As teens, we discussed frivolous thoughts and related anecdotes whenever they stomped through our brain through the medium of a “Random” thread. As an adult, I feel the same inclination, however, and Facebook isn’t exactly a diary — though some people certainly regard it so and act as such, which is fine — I just thought it might behoove the community to have a thread similar to the one to which I used to be privy.

 

So... Let the randomosity commence!

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picked up a sofa cushion this morning that I had re-stuffed.....it had gotten too soft......
I lived in West Hollywood for a couple of years after graduation. Lots of people left decent-looking furniture or television sets out on the sidewalk when they were done with them (it’s a relatively well-to-do area, so I suppose most weren’t particularly inclined to sell anything on Craigslist to recoup any costs). As I was walking with a friend up to my apartment, we happened upon a beige armchair on the sidewalk. My friend stopped short and began examining it. “Oh no,” was my immediate thought. I told him No, it may well have bed bugs. But he persuaded me to help him stuff it in his BMW, which was parked in my complex’s garage.

 

He no longer has the BMW. But he does still have that armchair.

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I lived in West Hollywood for a couple of years after graduation. Lots of people left decent-looking furniture or television sets out on the sidewalk when they were done with them (it’s a relatively well-to-do area, so I suppose most weren’t particularly inclined to sell anything on Craigslist to recoup any costs). As I was walking with a friend up to my apartment, we happened upon a beige armchair on the sidewalk. My friend stopped short and began examining it. “Oh no,” was my immediate thought. I told him No, it may well have bed bugs. But he persuaded me to help him stuff it in his BMW, which was parked in my complex’s garage.

 

He no longer has the BMW. But he does still have that armchair.

... how long did it take to exterminate the bedbugs?

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... how long did it take to exterminate the bedbugs?

 

As it transpired, it didn’t have any. The bitch lucked out. When I crash at his place I sleep on it, though I sometimes find the kitchen floor more comfortable (his is a studio apartment).

 

Unfortunately, I myself had bed bugs in 2013 — got them from spending far too much time at the apartment of two friends who had them, who in turn got them from a mutual friend who got them from her mother. All of these friends were escorts (I wasn’t at the time). One of them intimated to us that sometimes when they had a client in their bed while doing the deed, a bed bug would crawl across the sheet and they’d take pains to carefully conceal it from the client as surreptitiously as possible, flick it off the bed, crush it with their finger, etc. Eek. Before this I never even knew that bed bugs were a thing, aside from the “Good night, sleep tight, don’t let the bed bugs bite” rhyme, which took on a whole new meaning for me.

 

I, unlike my indolent friends, took immediate action. I went to Home Depot and purchased both small glue traps specifically made for bed-bug infestation, and a huge bag of diatomaceous earth, which I spread liberally all over my apartment, the crevices of the couches, and the perimeter of not only my bed frame but also the perimeter of my mattress. That’s right — I slept in the middle of a rectangle of the powder. Got rid of them pretty quickly. Some pay for professional fumigators and still have problems eradicating them, so I suppose that I, like my street-furniture-collecting friend, also lucked out.

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keep this going!.... it may catch on!........

 

That awkward moment when it doesn’t.

 

This is quickly becoming an offshoot of my journal. I haven’t quite given up yet, though.

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Before this I never even knew that bed bugs were a thing, aside from the “Good night, sleep tight, don’t let the bed bugs bite” rhyme, which took on a whole new meaning for me.

Yikes! You're a talented writer! I had no idea your earlier concern had legitimate roots.

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Yikes! You're a talented writer! I had no idea your earlier concern had legitimate roots.

 

Yeah, it was most displeasing. Took forever to clean off the diatomaceous earth residue from my furniture after the bugs were extirpated, too.

 

Thanks a lot for the compliment :)

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One of my condo neighbors--a bitter, self-absorbed, 60-something spinster--has been pestering me for weeks to drive her to the nearby dump. I finally relented and will be making the trip tomorrow morning.

 

It doesn't help that I'm a borderline germaphobe who keeps his car in pristine condition.

 

If I had a hazard suit I'd be wearing it, but I'll be bringing along some of those big contractor trash bags and hope for the best.

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One of my condo neighbors--a bitter, self-absorbed, 60-something spinster--has been pestering me for weeks to drive her to the nearby dump. I finally relented and will be making the trip tomorrow morning.

Is this her way of committing suicide and disposing of the body?

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salad bar for lunch today......

 

I’ve been jonesing for Souplantation for a couple of months now.

 

I once went with a (Black) friend and as we ate we just happened to discuss the name of the restaurant. “I wonder if the ‘plantation’ in the name stirs up any negative thoughts or imagery in some people’s minds,” I observed. “Yes,” she answered, “they should probably get rid of it. They’d get more Black people [customers].”

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If you are truly worried about bedbugs or germs from taking the old woman's furniture and other stuff to the dump. A cheap rental car of a rental truck from Home Depot which is rented by the hour may be a way to help her and keep your sanity with just a bit of out of pocket.

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Client (who is a professor): You could be my boyfriend.

 

Me: Are you tenured?

 

If he's listed as Professor, or Associate professor on the departmental web page, he's tenured.

If he's listed as an Assitant Professor, he's tenure-track, but hasn't gotten yet.

 

"Visting Professors" or Instructors, are not tenure track and paid 1/3 of what tenure-track professors are, on the average.

 

Asking the question might be a sore point; I wouldn't have.

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If he's listed as Professor, or Associate professor on the departmental web page, he's tenured.

If he's listed as an Assitant Professor, he's tenure-track, but hasn't gotten yet.

 

"Visting Professors" or Instructors, are not tenure track and paid 1/3 of what tenure-track professors are, on the average.

 

Asking the question might be a sore point; I wouldn't have.

 

It was totally a jest ? we were lying in bed after the fact when we had this exchange, and we both laughed.

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If he's listed as Professor, or Associate professor on the departmental web page, he's tenured.

If he's listed as an Assitant Professor, he's tenure-track, but hasn't gotten yet.

 

"Visting Professors" or Instructors, are not tenure track and paid 1/3 of what tenure-track professors are, on the average.

 

Asking the question might be a sore point; I wouldn't have.

 

I happen to be aware of the magnitude of the plight of academics. Some of my professors were not at all shy about broaching the subject. One straight up said that life is miserable for them before getting tenure. Another told us that they owe far more in loans than they bring in each year: “...Seriously, it’s not good.” The “publish or perish” aspect of it all was the most daunting to me when I considered it as a profession. They have to keep churning out literature to stay afloat in the estimation of their respective universities and the academic realm in general.

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This is the sort of thing with which I have to contend today.

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Unfortunately, most likely because of minimum wage laws now employers want what they assume to be highly and multi skilled people because they can't pay people less and have larger staff.

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I happen to be aware of the magnitude of the plight of academics. Some of my professors were not at all shy about broaching the subject. One straight up said that life is miserable for them before getting tenure. Another told us that they owe far more in loans than they bring in each year: “...Seriously, it’s not good.” The “publish or perish” aspect of it all was the most daunting to me when I considered it as a profession. They have to keep churning out literature to stay afloat in the estimation of their respective universities and the academic realm in general.
If you view doing the work that leads to publication as a chore, you're in the wrong profession, for sure. If you love the work, the publication is just a natural offshoot. (I'm using "publication" as a short-hand for whatever counts in your field -- articles in scientific journals, histories, paintings, ....)
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