Comments on: The local landscape. http://nancynall.com/2008/02/08/the-local-landscape/?utm_source=rss&utm_medium=rss&utm_campaign=the-local-landscape one writer's daily download Thu, 09 Feb 2012 05:51:33 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 By: brian stouder http://nancynall.com/2008/02/08/the-local-landscape/#comment-159535 brian stouder Mon, 11 Feb 2008 14:17:59 +0000 http://nancynall.com/2008/02/08/the-local-landscape/#comment-159535 You know - that emblem on the steering wheel of the car looks very like the Dodge ram.....while we're on the subject! You know – that emblem on the steering wheel of the car looks very like the Dodge ram…..while we’re on the subject!

]]> By: Dexter http://nancynall.com/2008/02/08/the-local-landscape/#comment-159427 Dexter Mon, 11 Feb 2008 06:58:56 +0000 http://nancynall.com/2008/02/08/the-local-landscape/#comment-159427 basset: My first apartment when I got back from the army was the upstairs of an old brick house on West Washington Street in Fort Wayne. I was living on the GI bill which was inadequate, of course, so I had a part time job, too...still, very frugal I was. I ran into this kid who was selling Kirby sweepers for a living and we were inquiring about the same place...it was a different time...we just decided to share the rent so we wouldn't have to live under a bridge...then I talked an old high school buddy into moving in, too...ah! My rent then was a manageable $41.66 a month! This salesman was an 18 year old kid who had friends who were some kind of weed dealers. I came home one day and he had his friends there, and they were cleaning a big duffel bag of weed! I told him later, calmly, I didn't care if he smoked it ...whatever...but he just couldn't use the apartment as a clearing house for enough weed to send us all to the pen ! Anyway, when they left that day this kid must have swept the floor and got some seeds. We had a live flower growing in a flower pot. He must have planted the seeds there. When they grew a little , he told us about it...I just let it go...what harm ? One day I came home and the old lady landlord was in there snooping through our stuff!! She had a feather dust-mop in her hand and told me she was "cleaning". Right! The kid's little marijuana plants were maybe 8 inches high and I knew she had seen them. That was it. No more of that stuff. No trouble, just paranoia for a long while. I got mono and had to move back with my folks for a month to recuperate, and I lost the apartment. The kid went into the US Air Force and hopefully away from drugs. My buddy got married and lives in a farm house now. And I had two marriages, a daughter, a career, and now I walk dogs and blog all day. basset:
My first apartment when I got back from the army was the upstairs of an old brick house on West Washington Street in Fort Wayne. I was living on the GI bill which was inadequate, of course, so I had a part time job, too…still, very frugal I was. I ran into this kid who was selling Kirby sweepers for a living and we were inquiring about the same place…it was a different time…we just decided to share the rent so we wouldn’t have to live under a bridge…then I talked an old high school buddy into moving in, too…ah! My rent then was a manageable $41.66 a month!
This salesman was an 18 year old kid who had friends who were some kind of weed dealers. I came home one day and he had his friends there, and they were cleaning a big duffel bag of weed! I told him later, calmly, I didn’t care if he smoked it …whatever…but he just couldn’t use the apartment as a clearing house for enough weed to send us all to the pen !
Anyway, when they left that day this kid must have swept the floor and got some seeds. We had a live flower growing in a flower pot. He must have planted the seeds there.
When they grew a little , he told us about it…I just let it go…what harm ?
One day I came home and the old lady landlord was in there snooping through our stuff!!
She had a feather dust-mop in her hand and told me she was “cleaning”. Right!
The kid’s little marijuana plants were maybe 8 inches high and I knew she had seen them.
That was it. No more of that stuff. No trouble, just paranoia for a long while. I got mono and had to move back with my folks for a month to recuperate, and I lost the apartment. The kid went into the US Air Force and hopefully away from drugs.
My buddy got married and lives in a farm house now.
And I had two marriages, a daughter, a career, and now I walk dogs and blog all day.

]]> By: basset http://nancynall.com/2008/02/08/the-local-landscape/#comment-159368 basset Mon, 11 Feb 2008 02:33:26 +0000 http://nancynall.com/2008/02/08/the-local-landscape/#comment-159368 I lived in Willkie Co-Op for most of my Hour House years... a little dorm where working-class students like myself got a break on the price in return for sweeping up, serving meals, and washing dishes. one of my best Bloomington apartment memories, though, was over on East 8th just above the Poplars. we rented from this sweet little old lady who we occasionally saw out in the yard in calico and a sunbonnet digging up dandelions to put in her salad. she wandered over one day to collect the rent or something and we had a rack of cookies cooling on the kitchen counter. now, these were not just any cookies, if you take my meaning. she mentioned how nice it was that we were baking cookies, and how good they smelled. we looked at each other. then we looked away. then we gave her some, with a glass of milk. heh. no discernible effect then or later, though. I lived in Willkie Co-Op for most of my Hour House years… a little dorm where working-class students like myself got a break on the price in return for sweeping up, serving meals, and washing dishes.

one of my best Bloomington apartment memories, though, was over on East 8th just above the Poplars. we rented from this sweet little old lady who we occasionally saw out in the yard in calico and a sunbonnet digging up dandelions to put in her salad.

she wandered over one day to collect the rent or something and we had a rack of cookies cooling on the kitchen counter.

now, these were not just any cookies, if you take my meaning.

she mentioned how nice it was that we were baking cookies, and how good they smelled.

we looked at each other.

then we looked away.

then we gave her some, with a glass of milk.

heh.

no discernible effect then or later, though.

]]> By: Julie Robinson http://nancynall.com/2008/02/08/the-local-landscape/#comment-159344 Julie Robinson Mon, 11 Feb 2008 00:11:06 +0000 http://nancynall.com/2008/02/08/the-local-landscape/#comment-159344 Dexter, my apartment horror stories can't compare with that one. But for getting my deposits back, mentioning my uncle the attorney usually worked. Only once did he actually have to write a letter for me. Too bad he lost his license for gambling on the commodities market. And jcburns, AMEN! Dexter, my apartment horror stories can’t compare with that one. But for getting my deposits back, mentioning my uncle the attorney usually worked. Only once did he actually have to write a letter for me. Too bad he lost his license for gambling on the commodities market.

And jcburns, AMEN!

]]> By: Dexter http://nancynall.com/2008/02/08/the-local-landscape/#comment-159307 Dexter Sun, 10 Feb 2008 21:58:05 +0000 http://nancynall.com/2008/02/08/the-local-landscape/#comment-159307 Julie Rob.: I had to laugh at your description of your venting system above the Hour House! I suppose we all have horror stories of apartments. I was moving into an apartment halfway down a street off Spy Run in Fort Wayne, 36 years ago. I had moved about half my stuff in and was bringing in an armload of clothes into this duplex when ...CRASH!!...a greasy haired kid had jumped THROUGH a closed glass-windowed door and then a huge man came after him with a double-barreled shotgun in hand ,swearing like a moth...well...you get my drift. I immediately got my stuff out and phoned the landlord demanding my deposit back. Go ahead, ask me how did THAT work out! HAHA! Julie Rob.: I had to laugh at your description of your venting system above the Hour House! I suppose we all have horror stories of apartments. I was moving into an apartment halfway down a street off Spy Run in Fort Wayne, 36 years ago. I had moved about half my stuff in and was bringing in an armload of clothes into this duplex when …CRASH!!…a greasy haired kid had jumped THROUGH a closed glass-windowed door and then a huge man came after him with a double-barreled shotgun in hand ,swearing like a moth…well…you get my drift.

I immediately got my stuff out and phoned the landlord demanding my deposit back. Go ahead, ask me how did THAT work out! HAHA!

]]> By: jcburns http://nancynall.com/2008/02/08/the-local-landscape/#comment-159297 jcburns Sun, 10 Feb 2008 21:28:51 +0000 http://nancynall.com/2008/02/08/the-local-landscape/#comment-159297 I'm actually enough of a geezer that when "pimpin'" first became an expression in our culture, I was dejected. Really? This is the best we can do? All the richness and depth of the English language has to offer, and we need to talk in faux urban whatever the hell it is speak, using a term that means a guy who forces a woman to work the street for his financial benefit? That's what we really want to bring front and center to our vast linguistic stage? So I'd just as soon see commentators apologize for using that term based on lack of imagination. I’m actually enough of a geezer that when “pimpin’” first became an expression in our culture, I was dejected.

Really? This is the best we can do? All the richness and depth of the English language has to offer, and we need to talk in faux urban whatever the hell it is speak, using a term that means a guy who forces a woman to work the street for his financial benefit? That’s what we really want to bring front and center to our vast linguistic stage?

So I’d just as soon see commentators apologize for using that term based on lack of imagination.

]]> By: Julie Robinson http://nancynall.com/2008/02/08/the-local-landscape/#comment-159293 Julie Robinson Sun, 10 Feb 2008 21:16:24 +0000 http://nancynall.com/2008/02/08/the-local-landscape/#comment-159293 Omigosh, I lived over the Hour House! Third floor and my window was directly over the vent, so the rancid grease smell permeated the apartment. Not once did I ever eat there. Omigosh, I lived over the Hour House! Third floor and my window was directly over the vent, so the rancid grease smell permeated the apartment. Not once did I ever eat there.

]]> By: del http://nancynall.com/2008/02/08/the-local-landscape/#comment-159263 del Sun, 10 Feb 2008 19:13:35 +0000 http://nancynall.com/2008/02/08/the-local-landscape/#comment-159263 Saw Huckabee for a couple of minutes on C-Span yesterday. He said that we Americans do not believe in murder (and several other crimes) then he said that, unfortunately, other cultures do believe in such things -- and that Islamofascists believe in murdering their children. Please beam me up Scotty. Saw Huckabee for a couple of minutes on C-Span yesterday. He said that we Americans do not believe in murder (and several other crimes) then he said that, unfortunately, other cultures do believe in such things — and that Islamofascists believe in murdering their children. Please beam me up Scotty.

]]> By: MichaelG http://nancynall.com/2008/02/08/the-local-landscape/#comment-159262 MichaelG Sun, 10 Feb 2008 19:07:32 +0000 http://nancynall.com/2008/02/08/the-local-landscape/#comment-159262 My embarrassing mistake, Brenda. I'm very sorry. I picked up the German attribution at some auto web site. I can't remember which, but it was a long time ago. I take it that I was correct about the rest? The stuff about you being Number One? Again, I apologize. I've enjoyed your pix for years. By the way, does that look like a Honda steering wheel? My embarrassing mistake, Brenda. I’m very sorry. I picked up the German attribution at some auto web site. I can’t remember which, but it was a long time ago. I take it that I was correct about the rest? The stuff about you being Number One? Again, I apologize. I’ve enjoyed your pix for years. By the way, does that look like a Honda steering wheel?

]]> By: Danny http://nancynall.com/2008/02/08/the-local-landscape/#comment-159187 Danny Sun, 10 Feb 2008 15:15:46 +0000 http://nancynall.com/2008/02/08/the-local-landscape/#comment-159187 Interesting, basset, about the restaurant. And I too am glad to read that you are safe and sound. Interesting, basset, about the restaurant. And I too am glad to read that you are safe and sound.

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