- Joined
- May 15, 2020
- Messages
- 3,007
- Reaction score
- 5,211
- Age
- 69
- Location
- Atlanta
- Vehicle Year
- 1997 1987
- Make / Model
- Ranger XLT x2
- Engine Type
- 4.0 V6
- Engine Size
- 4.0 & 2.9
- Transmission
- Manual
- 2WD / 4WD
- 4WD
- Total Lift
- 97 stock, 3” on 87
- Total Drop
- N/A
- Tire Size
- 235/75-15
- My credo
- Never put off ‘til tomorrow what you can put off indefinitely
Yesterday, the deadline, I submitted the 14 page appeal (21 page addendum) on the tax assessment on my house in Dunwoody. They put in for a 57% increase. While the house may have gone up in value, I’m convinced it’s all based in the ongoing dispute I’ve had with the city since we formed the city, and “they” then reversed all their positions during the elections (my “friends”). I not only objected, I fought very successfully since I know people in the media and government. Unfortunately, it is the way the country has been going for a couple decades. No concept of doing what’s right, only win, and use your power to cripple your perceived enemy. Ok, off my soapbox.
Work on the junk pile was delayed yesterday by thunderstorms, and I woke up this morning with a little pink eye. When I worked in Africa right out of school, they taught me how to put a tiny bit of Neosporin in the corner of your eye. The alternative was to go see the witch doctor. Took an hour, and it feels much better.
Then my upstairs AC started limping. I hope it’s just a shot of Freon. It’s still cool. My guy is coming tomorrow.
Work on the junk pile was delayed yesterday by thunderstorms, and I woke up this morning with a little pink eye. When I worked in Africa right out of school, they taught me how to put a tiny bit of Neosporin in the corner of your eye. The alternative was to go see the witch doctor. Took an hour, and it feels much better.
Then my upstairs AC started limping. I hope it’s just a shot of Freon. It’s still cool. My guy is coming tomorrow.