Not a big suprise there.
I used to want to move away from WA, but then when I did (East Bay area, CA and Boston respectively) I goddamn missed it. but there are lots of schools, and jobs that don't suck. And they were going to do the monorail thing.. but that didnt work out. buses though. ...
I'll probably end up moving somewhere again anyway.
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....I'll miss you
I left Jersey at a young enough age (bout 11) for Tampa that i'm very nostalgic about New Jersey so it all seems good to me probably because I didn't have to experience driving on the turnpike. Though i'm getting tired of Florida especially around the summer months FUCK it's hot down here.
Speaking of hot. Is anyone else having unnaturally nice weather right now? I've been having cool nice weather recently and it worries me. The only way you get nice weather in Mississippi is if someone else is getting fucked over in another state.
Word, this same thing happens here in PR. We have one of the highest college graduate percentages population-wise on the planet, and they all leave. Doctors, lawyers, engineers. Hell, NASA comes to UPR and recruits straight out from there. There's just so much more money to be made stateside that everyone leaves.Originally Posted by IronPlant
This is exactly how I feel about PR. I love the small town mentality in the sense that everyone is a neighbor and is friendly, and I love the whole laid back atmosphere. That being said, there's a lot I'd love to see fixed, but if I ever ran for office they'd run me out on a rail. That's the downside of the small town mentality.I like the atmosphere of this state. I like how towns die at 8 pm. I like taking long walks at night through a dead city, all the while listening to old elvis music blaring from a gas station's loud speaker. I enjoy all the unbridled nature one sees while driving. I like the old buildings from the 50s and 60s. I like how easy it is to get away from people and to be left alone. I like eating fresh fried catfish with iced sweet tea and cornbread. I like all the blues festivals that are held in Clarksdale. I like how in a day's drive I can go to Memphis, Atlanta or Panama City. I like how the most racist asshole will loan money to anyone or help fix a flat. I like all my aunts and uncles and hearing about the things they know, about growing peas, and the depression, and how one of them played in a band that Elvis saw when he was only 10 or 11.
But no, I don't plan to live my entire life here. I can't. There are no jobs here for what I want to go into. Hopefully I can either retire here, or make enough money to have a vacation house or something at a lake. I'd also like to someday hold a public office and help the state. Someone needs to break the stranglehold that a few businesses have here. They abuse the stupidity and faith of those around them to keep out new businesses and factories that could bring in money and keep the interest of the more intelligent.
very true. I almost think the people who control the communites plan it that way. You'd either magically end up dead in a ditch, or they would find a way to demonize you in the eyes of the public.
They did that here a few years ago with casinos. Indians wanted to come in and put in a Casino. It would have been a prime location, right next to the middle of Tenn, and the upper left of Alabama. But OH NO, DEVIL IS IN DAT THERE CASINOWHATSIT. THE DEVIL!!!!! It was going to turn the town into a evil las vegas of doom, with the mafia and hookers.
Who cares about all the jobs it would have brought. And who cares that there is no way in hell that any place in Mississippi could ever be like Las Vega. Nope, evil, can't do it.
the local factories (what few haven't went to Mexico) magically get the bonus of not having to improve working conditions to keep their employes from working at the casinoes. Or paying higher property taxes when the area goes up in value.
Do you prefer dogs or cats?
My girlfriend's mother is selling her house near the water for ~$650,000.
$300K is chicken scratch.
Jeez, and to think that my parents had their house made for them in Islip for $43k back in 1974. My dad says it's worth between 240-270k now.
Thanks dad!
lamentations of their women
I was looking through the real estate section of The Wall Street Journal the other day and they had a couple of houses on Long Island going for 40 mil or so. There was also 25,000 sq ft mansion on 13 acres of waterfront property but the price wasn't listed.
I lived in Cold Spring Harbor until I was 5 or 6. The only thing I really remember about it is that all my friends had servants and lived in gigantic fucking houses (my family was not rich. My dad worked for the lab there and and we got a little apartment through them).
My friend Faaiz lives in Pakistan (well, he has no home atm, for reals cuz his father his workign in iraq and sold his house in MD, so he lives with his grandfather in Pakistan) and has slaves. Mother fucking slaves. Well, servants @ 10 bucks a month. But shit, he's got us beat.
I can relate to this. You should have seen what a bitch it was to get a lottery passed in NC. The bible thumper idiots equate a lottery to gambling (which is admittedly true) and ignored the fact that the schools needed the money badly. It eventually did pass, but I still get a chuckle out of the "North Carolina Education Lottery" every time I see the name. It's like the "Las Vegas Cure for Cancer Brothel." Putting random nice words in the middle makes them able to sleep at night I guess.
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