Don't MoveTo Florida

Ed Lada

Super Anarchist
I suspect that in Poland, people not only take better care of their own property but are also much more innately aware that to have good neighbors, you must BE a good neighbor. USAnians hate this premise, they want to fuck over their neighbors while demanding that the neighborhood stay nice.
No doubt there are good HOAs but the bad ones get all of the publicity. And good ones can turn bad.

We live in an 800 year old village that has grown from around 600 residents to a few thousand in the 14 years we've lived here. The majority of our neighbors are very nice and we all help each other out in various ways. A lot of people here have dogs and the dogs all get along too. Our dogs visit their dog friends on their daily walk around the neighborhood and my wife brings extra treats to share with them.

My wife is well known in the town of 20,000 people 5 miles away where she grew up and worked, and we have a couple of large parties at our house every year. Since my wife is a music person, there is often a lot of live music and singing at our parties. We always invite the neighbors and they always attend. Everybody is happy that way. We had a little over 100 people one year at our annual summer party, and as many as 60 people inside our 1,400 sq ft house in the cold weather.

Fah Kiew Tu

Curmudgeon, First Rank
Tasmania, Australia
I suspect that in Poland, people not only take better care of their own property but are also much more innately aware that to have good neighbors, you must BE a good neighbor. USAnians hate this premise, they want to fuck over their neighbors while demanding that the neighborhood stay nice.

That's not just a USA trait, I have a neighbour like that. After trying to harass me, get local govt on my case, get my other neighbours to also hassle me in her support, she had a dummy spit when I calmly told her that I was legally permitted to do what I was doing and had no intention of stopping.


At which point I recited prior history about the number of things I'd done for them when they needed help and the number of things directly affecting me that they'd done nothing to ameliorate (like trees on their property blowing over & crushing fences, taking my power line down, which they did zero to help pay for or actually help with cleanup). Pointed out that I considered them quite bad neighbours, so they got the level of consideration that they'd given.

She hasn't spoken to me since and I'm quite content with that. Recently I've been thinking of building another boat, the rumour is spreading via my GF's social group in the community.

I hear they're thinking of selling & moving.



Super Anarchist
Great Wet North
We've driven a couple of asshole neighbours out of the neighbourhood.

In both cases it was over their bad dogs. When those bylaw fines start hitting 4 figures it starts to have an effect. :)


Super Anarchist
I posted the following when Boothy moved to Arizona. He laughed but he ended up leaving Arizona, too. He finally found peace living close to the beach in a small Mexican town in Baja California.

Boothy moved to Arizona, because he wanted to get away from Hell-A aka: LA, California.

He tried moving to Florida a couple years ago. I warned him that 100% of Californians who move to Florida, return within a year, or at the most, within a couple of years. He returned to California that fall.....

Soooo... he found a place by Cochise, AZ and moved there a couple months ago.
He didn't last a year in Florida, perhaps he'll fair better in Arizona. I would imagine his late spring and summer will go something like this.....moved to Arizona! Now this is a state that knows how to live!! Beautiful sunny days and warm balmy evenings. What a place! It is beautiful. I love it here.

May 20th: Beautiful sunny days and mountains and deserts blended together. What a place! Watched the sunset, it was beautiful. I've finally found my home. I love it here.

Fast forward about a month.....
June 14th: Really heating up. Got to 100 today. Not a problem. Live in an air-conditioned home and have a Scout with no top to drive around. What a pleasure to see the sun every day like this. I'm turning into a real sun worshiper.

June 30th: The previous owners had the backyard landscaped with western plants. Lots of cactus and rocks. What a breeze to maintain. No more mowing for me. Another scorcher today, but I love it here.

July 10th: The temperature hasn't been below 100 all week. How do people get used to this kind of heat? At least it's a dry heat. Getting used to it is taking longer than I expected. Driving around in my Scout, the wind sucks. It feels like a giant freaking blow dryer ! ! !

July 20th: Fell asleep by the pool. Got 3rd degree burns over 60% of my body, mostly my face, chest and legs. Burnt the hair right off, now I have less hair on the front of my scalp then ever before. Phuck ME!!! DAMN... DAMN, AND DOUBLE DAMN! I spent a week recovering, and my whole frontside, face and scalp still hurts like hell. What a dumb thing to do. I learned my lesson though: got to respect the ol' sun in a climate like this. It's hotter then hell driving with no top, so I bought a top I found on Craig's List and installed it on the Scout. Then paid $1500 stinking bucks to have an air conditioner installed, but at least I won't sweat my balls off driving in this heat.

July 25th: Dry heat, my butt. Hot is hot! The home air-conditioner is on the fritz and the A/C repairman charged $250 just to drive by and tell me he needed to order parts. Drove over to the neighbors and his cat snuck into my Scout. Drove to town for some shopping and didn't know the cat was in there. By the time I got done shopping, the cat had died and swollen up to the size of a shopping bag, then popped like a water balloon. The Scout now smells like Kibbles and shits. I learned my lesson though, I'll check the back of the Scout for stray pets. Good ol' Mr. Sun strikes again.

July 30th: Been sleeping outside by the pool for three nights now. $1,000 in damn house payments and I can't even go inside. Why did I ever come here?

August 4th: 115 degrees! Finally got the air-conditioner fixed today. It cost $1,200 and gets the temperature down to about 90. I hate this hellhole of a state.

August 8th: If another wise ass cracks, "Hot enough for you today?" I'm going to tear his fricking throat out. Damn heat. By the time I got to town the radiator is boiling over, my clothes are soaking wet, and and I smell like baked cat!!

August 10th: The weather report might as well be a damn recording: Hot and Sunny, Hot and Sunny, Hot and Sunny..... It's been too hot to sleep for two damn months and the weatherman says it might really warm up next week. Doesn't it ever rain in this barren damn desert? $1,700 worth of cactus just dried up and blew into the damn pool. Even a cactus can't live in this heat. I hate this stupid fricking hellhole. Tried to run some errands this afternoon. Wore shorts, and when I sat on the seats in the car, I thought my butt was on fire. My skin melted to the seat. I lost 2 layers of flesh and all the hair on the back of my legs and butt . . . Now my Scout smells like burnt hair, fried butt, and baked cat.

August 14th: Welcome to Hell! Temperature got to 120 today. Forgot to crack the window and blew the dang blasted fricking windshield out of the Scout. The installer came to fix it and said, "Hot enough for you today?" My wife had to spend the house payment to bail me out of jail.

August 30th: Worst day of the damn summer. I'm not leaving the house.

September 1st: The fricking monsoon rains finally came and all they did is to make it muggier than hell. The Scout is now floating somewhere in Mexico with its new $500 windshield, $1500 air conditioner, and the cheap top I found on Craigslist. Nobody told me about staying out of the washes during a "flash flood" warning. That does it. We're moving back to Hell-A, and I don't give a rat's ass if it's next to the freeway. What kind of a sick demented idiot would want to live here??!!!

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