More articles about Axium and associated tomfoolery:
http://www.latimes.com/business/la-fi-axium27feb27,1,3609000.story?ctrack=1&cset=true
Enjoy!
The upside of my bank account being at crisis level is that it’s officially not worth suing me. For anything. This morning, the lady who picks through my recycling bin every week (technically, this is illegal but since the city of LA is broke I don’t see them doing anything about it, and really I don’t mind. If folks want to get up at the crack of dawn and dig through other people’s garbage to make a buck or two, they deserve that money and probably need it more than the city of … wait. LA’s broke. Nevermind.) threatened to sue me.
She’d cut herself on a bottle that had broken when I threw it in the bin, and I happened to be rolling my bike out the front door right as it happened. “Look what happened to me!” she yelled as she held up her bloody hand, “I’ll sue you!”.
I shrugged, said something about not being able to get blood from a turnip and rode off into the foggy morning which then turned to rain so of course I got soaked.
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If you play with fire, you’re going to get burned.
If you play with broken glass, you’re going to get cut!
The balance in our checking account was $9 before a v/h check arrived from Warners. It was not a big check, but it put the account in low triple digits. Are you expecting any v/h checks?
I was once sweeping the front steps and a man walked past the house just as I sent a broomstroke of leaves and such onto the sidewalk and across his shoes as he moved into view from around the garage. I apologized for not seeing him, but dang if the blowhard didn’t stop and threaten to call the police and have me arrested for assault.
I asked him if he was kidding and he repeated that what I’d done was assault and I could be arrested and so I wasted little time whipping out my cell phone with an entirely sincere offer for him to make that call and have me arrested.. When he wouldn’t take me up on that proceeded down the street I dialed them myself and followed him close enough to hear me report that I was in pursuit of a person who’d just harassed and threatened me and in need of officer assistance.
The dude’s mouth took off into foul language and the rest of him took off running. Never did see him again.
Peg and Meg:
I dropped by the lamp dock at CBS Radford last week just to let them know I’m still alive — and will someday be able to work again — and one of the guys showed me a letter poste don the wall from SAG and (if I recall correctly, after thre glasses of Trader Joe’s Red) the MPPA. Both were offers of money to anyone in the industry hurt by the strike. The guy who showed it to me had called both numbers (the SAG phone was in NY), and at that point, only SAG had called back. They won’t pay for bills you’ve already paid, but for upcoming bills — rent, mortgage, credit cards, whatever — they’ll pay the difference between what you expect to make and what you owe. Sounds too good to be true, I know, but it’s worth checking out.