A couple weeks ago Girlie had a friend over and we were sitting in the kitchen discussing nothing in particular when she said she wanted to get a tattoo of something. I groaned and said why? Look at Girlie, she's such a pretty young thing and she goes and fucked up most of her back with a stupid elephant and beads... and the other tattoos on her wrists and ankles aren't doing her any favors, other than making her look like a graffitti'd wall in East Austin.
Her comeback kind of surprised me, considering she doesn't have any on her yet. She went on a jag about "how come we females have to live with men's pre-conceived notion of beauty?" I think the sentence surprised her and she laughed and got up to break the tension in the room. Maybe there is something to that, but I don't really care about all that. To me, it is more important to look presentable, if that is what you got. I am not trying to be a dick, but if you are going from one shitty minimum wage job after another, covering yourself in "art" makes you less desirable for the people in power, you know, the ones that hire and fire people.
I will admit that I am a little sexist in that it doesn't matter what a guy does in regards to his look. Guys coming out of school will get all sorts of shitty jobs, I did carpentry and worked in a warehouse, mostly with ex-felons, eventually you mature and pursue a proper career. Young women do different types of jobs when they have no skills, mostly in front of people, such as a cashier, receptionist, waitress. I am not saying this is the only thing they can do, but if Juan and Sally start at the same day at Wendy's, Juan is not going to be taking your orders and Sally is not going to be in the back moving 50 pound bags of frozen fries or taking out the trash, don't bullshit yourself. The pretty girls get put where customers can see them.
Now, I am not totally narrow minded, a small tattoo of a heart or a flower can be cute on a girl. If it is placed on an ankle, or maybe on the shoulder, but not the big massive projects, those scream to me I enjoy working for minimum wage. I heard a comedian compare women to a Lamborgini, created by God, nearly perfection. A tattoo is then equivalent to putting a bumper sticker on all that beauty. It might as well read "I'm with Stupid", and trust me, he will be there.
To sum it up, everything we do labels us as what we are. I can't get away from being Hispanic, Fat, a Parent, a Son, an Austinite and that is just on the surface. In high school, being in band meant I was a geek, being smart made me a nerd, going to college meant I was trying to be more. Later in life, admitting to liking the strip clubs made me a perv, acting like an octopus at the strip clubs made me a handsy perv, and so on. Why would you think that adding a tattoo is not cause for a new label? People are going to say tattoo= easy, or tattoo= whore. It may not be true, but you can't cover yourself like a coloring book and then be weird when people stare, you are causing the staring by chasing and becoming different.
If you want to be "normal", leave your shit alone. If you want to attract attention, good or bad, and not up to you which kind you get, then start with the skin art and the piercings. When society smiles or frowns at you, don't get mad, say "yeah, that's what I wanted."
Friday, July 14, 2017
Thursday, July 13, 2017
7/13/17 I Read People Need A Second "Hustle" To Make It Nowadays?
I would've scoffed at that notion a couple years ago, but yet here we are. I was about taking batting swings in the warm-up box thinking I was going to be our family's first Uber driver after the bullshit pay cut I got at work. It was very touch and go there for a moment, I was either going to have to cut some things like cable and air conditioning, the alarm, and thin our insurances to the bone. We did all that, actually. We got rid of getting rental cars in the event of an accident or if our cars were not drivable. We returned a cable box, when we determined we didn't need it, when I figured all these efforts were not going to be enough I bit the bullet and sold my truck. It hurt my ego, but as everyone tells me, nobody cares about that, just me, so it's alright.
As soon as I sold my truck, and even managed to walk away with ~$3500 the sun came back out. I was then able to pay off the last year on our RV with the leftover money. As luck would have it, I also cashed in most of my AMD stock for another ~$4000 and paid off Target and Dillard's and some of my medical bills. and lowered the Best Buy card.
It turns out we already had a second hustle as that article was saying. We have been renting empty rooms in our house ever since we bought a house, back in 1996. Both my brothers have lived with me, currently I have two renters and am making money from something that would sit empty 99% of the time. My family likes to rattle the pans and make a lot of noise about not being able to visit because they don't have private rooms to stay in, but Mr. Attorney would visit once or twice a year before, even if he was passing by every other weekend to go watch baseball or whatever in Dallas. I have never thought of telling him or my sister, "hey, I would visit more often, but you don't have a room for me, so too bad."
Anyways, getting back to the "hustle", I always kind of envisioned people staying with us for extended amounts of time. I even joke with my mom that she could move in in her old age, but the thought makes her nervous. I think we live a pretty awesome life when we aren't all consumed with work. As soon as Wife can come back, I will focus my efforts on getting another boat, that has to be at the top of my wants/needs list. I hate sitting home summer days, and not having anything better to do. Since my leg has been shitty, I can accept this year as a down year, but I can only stay down so long. We will get to the point where I can squirrel away all the rent money once we are done paying my medical bills to give a fat down payment on the perfect boat, even if it isn't a pontoon, Wife!
As soon as I sold my truck, and even managed to walk away with ~$3500 the sun came back out. I was then able to pay off the last year on our RV with the leftover money. As luck would have it, I also cashed in most of my AMD stock for another ~$4000 and paid off Target and Dillard's and some of my medical bills. and lowered the Best Buy card.
It turns out we already had a second hustle as that article was saying. We have been renting empty rooms in our house ever since we bought a house, back in 1996. Both my brothers have lived with me, currently I have two renters and am making money from something that would sit empty 99% of the time. My family likes to rattle the pans and make a lot of noise about not being able to visit because they don't have private rooms to stay in, but Mr. Attorney would visit once or twice a year before, even if he was passing by every other weekend to go watch baseball or whatever in Dallas. I have never thought of telling him or my sister, "hey, I would visit more often, but you don't have a room for me, so too bad."
Anyways, getting back to the "hustle", I always kind of envisioned people staying with us for extended amounts of time. I even joke with my mom that she could move in in her old age, but the thought makes her nervous. I think we live a pretty awesome life when we aren't all consumed with work. As soon as Wife can come back, I will focus my efforts on getting another boat, that has to be at the top of my wants/needs list. I hate sitting home summer days, and not having anything better to do. Since my leg has been shitty, I can accept this year as a down year, but I can only stay down so long. We will get to the point where I can squirrel away all the rent money once we are done paying my medical bills to give a fat down payment on the perfect boat, even if it isn't a pontoon, Wife!
Wednesday, July 12, 2017
7/12/17 What Happened To Slut Shaming?
Wife loves watching lame movies, the lamer the better for her. She is in town this week for a conference, so it has been nice to have her around, now that she has calmed down from wanting house cleaned a certain way. Anyways, she was relaxing while I was getting ready for work and she was watching The Witches Of Eastwick, I think, with Cher, Jack Nicholson, Susan Sarandon, and Michelle Pfeiffer, to name a few.
I was chuckling with Wife in the scene where one of them is shopping in a supermarket and all the ladies slowly gather around one of them and they quietly, but effectively, call her a slut. Try that nowadays, and the girl is coming back with her boyfriend and "some bitches getting knocked out!" It used to be that in all the movies there was a backdrop of decency that people lived up to. What happened to that? Today, if a fight breaks out, some idiot is going to yell "Worldstar!" and twenty phones will be trying to record it to get it on youtube or one of the many online websites. I was always for liberal values, if they wanna "burn their bras", cool, maybe we'll see some boobies flying around. I never liked the FCC controlling what we could and could not listen to. Growing up, nobody had a right to take my Ozzy or whatever heavy metal music I wanted to listen to.
Well, here we are, twenty years later. Adult supervision stopped being supervision and we all just became a world of gawkers and junkies of the absurd. The party is supposed to be stopped by the cops at 9:30-10:00pm. When it rages on all night, no good comes from that, you end up with the neighbor's dog in the Hibachi, at best fondling the big ass of your neighbor, at worst, her husband.
It became a pain in the ass for MTV to carry the burden for us teenagers in the 80's, but then the internet arrived. Suddenly, we didn't care what the FCC said, they had no control over this new media, I don't know why, but it was like the parents left for a really long weekend and I was allowed at myself with my dad's porn stash, only with the internet, it just keeps coming in fresh and full of 18 year olds constantly.
Although it seemed silly in the movie, shaming needs to make a comeback. Carolla always said in his podcasts, we should shame people. Whether on welfare, or running around half naked where it is not appropriate. Maybe it is too late, that is why I stopped fighting the Trump thing. Maybe we do need to get our asses kicked back a couple generations, get us back to when we were a great country. Currently, we are not. We stinky, we've been out partying with some bad hombres, impregnating bad women, creating a generation of stupids.
We need a hero right about now. Someone to call us on our shit.
I was chuckling with Wife in the scene where one of them is shopping in a supermarket and all the ladies slowly gather around one of them and they quietly, but effectively, call her a slut. Try that nowadays, and the girl is coming back with her boyfriend and "some bitches getting knocked out!" It used to be that in all the movies there was a backdrop of decency that people lived up to. What happened to that? Today, if a fight breaks out, some idiot is going to yell "Worldstar!" and twenty phones will be trying to record it to get it on youtube or one of the many online websites. I was always for liberal values, if they wanna "burn their bras", cool, maybe we'll see some boobies flying around. I never liked the FCC controlling what we could and could not listen to. Growing up, nobody had a right to take my Ozzy or whatever heavy metal music I wanted to listen to.
Well, here we are, twenty years later. Adult supervision stopped being supervision and we all just became a world of gawkers and junkies of the absurd. The party is supposed to be stopped by the cops at 9:30-10:00pm. When it rages on all night, no good comes from that, you end up with the neighbor's dog in the Hibachi, at best fondling the big ass of your neighbor, at worst, her husband.
It became a pain in the ass for MTV to carry the burden for us teenagers in the 80's, but then the internet arrived. Suddenly, we didn't care what the FCC said, they had no control over this new media, I don't know why, but it was like the parents left for a really long weekend and I was allowed at myself with my dad's porn stash, only with the internet, it just keeps coming in fresh and full of 18 year olds constantly.
Although it seemed silly in the movie, shaming needs to make a comeback. Carolla always said in his podcasts, we should shame people. Whether on welfare, or running around half naked where it is not appropriate. Maybe it is too late, that is why I stopped fighting the Trump thing. Maybe we do need to get our asses kicked back a couple generations, get us back to when we were a great country. Currently, we are not. We stinky, we've been out partying with some bad hombres, impregnating bad women, creating a generation of stupids.
We need a hero right about now. Someone to call us on our shit.
Tuesday, July 11, 2017
7/11/17 Leg Is Finally Free From Doctor Care?
Like I always say, no good deed goes unpunished. Back in September 9 of 2016, I decided to be a nice guy and cut the grass so Boy wouldn't have to worry about it. It was the first few weeks of Wife working away from home and I was trying to keep it all in line. Today, I went and saw the surgeon who moved about a square inch of skin from my thigh to close to my ankle and he finally said it looks to be about healed, there is no need to come and see me any more. Keep doing whatever you are doing, it is almost healed.
If anything, I have learned that it is terribly expensive to have a doctor caring for you. They play such bullshit games though. I started by going to Victory Medical. They wanted to do a physical since I was going to be a new patient. Fine. They find that I have a thyroid issue and low T so of course they want to re-do the tests before they give me any medications. I re-do the tests. First problem is the charge. The first blood tests were my copay of $25 and a second bill of like $30. Ok, then when I volunteer for the second set of blood tests, I get a bill for $1100. I did not pay this bill. Why should there be such a freaking disparity? Plus, I went in to heal a gash in my leg, me becoming a woman with no testosterone is neither here nor there in order of importance.
I am told to start going to a wound clinic, which I am not even sure how they are going to bill me and for them to not know either is ridiculous. It was a specialist and I was supposed to go twice a week in the beginning, I was thinking the $50 a visit would be maybe paid once a week, but I was wrong. The guy at the counter was real nice about letting me not pay and dealing with it later. A month goes by quickly and soon those copayments were over $350 for the first month, then when it was only once a week it was only $200 a month. I thought, Ok, they are expertly wrapping my leg. It might be worth the $50 a trip. Nope, at some point the hospital decided they wanted a cut, even though I wasn't going to a hospital. They charged me a more realistic bill in the hundreds of dollars per month. Suddenly, I had a bill for $450, $600, $1100, $320, it was a good thing the doctor there gave it about four months before he suggested the surgery.
The surgery was cheaper, there was no charge for the initial visit, the day of the surgery was like a week later, I was charged by everybody that day. The hospital wanted $366, the anesthesiologist wanted another $300, the doctor only charged me one or two copays of $50, but he got at least $14,000 from my insurance. Oh, and I had a little pump on the skin graft for five days which I still owe $411.
I am slowly paying most of the stuff down, thanks to my renters, all their money is currently taking care of that. I even went back to Victory Medical and I think I am now ready to see about this low T, I keep hearing commercials about it and some of the guys at my work are dealing with it. If it solves my tiredness/sleepiness issue, then cool, because that issue sucks. If I can follow it with results like those old men on youtube where they are cut like 20 year olds, but they are in their 60's, even better.
If anything, I have learned that it is terribly expensive to have a doctor caring for you. They play such bullshit games though. I started by going to Victory Medical. They wanted to do a physical since I was going to be a new patient. Fine. They find that I have a thyroid issue and low T so of course they want to re-do the tests before they give me any medications. I re-do the tests. First problem is the charge. The first blood tests were my copay of $25 and a second bill of like $30. Ok, then when I volunteer for the second set of blood tests, I get a bill for $1100. I did not pay this bill. Why should there be such a freaking disparity? Plus, I went in to heal a gash in my leg, me becoming a woman with no testosterone is neither here nor there in order of importance.
I am told to start going to a wound clinic, which I am not even sure how they are going to bill me and for them to not know either is ridiculous. It was a specialist and I was supposed to go twice a week in the beginning, I was thinking the $50 a visit would be maybe paid once a week, but I was wrong. The guy at the counter was real nice about letting me not pay and dealing with it later. A month goes by quickly and soon those copayments were over $350 for the first month, then when it was only once a week it was only $200 a month. I thought, Ok, they are expertly wrapping my leg. It might be worth the $50 a trip. Nope, at some point the hospital decided they wanted a cut, even though I wasn't going to a hospital. They charged me a more realistic bill in the hundreds of dollars per month. Suddenly, I had a bill for $450, $600, $1100, $320, it was a good thing the doctor there gave it about four months before he suggested the surgery.
The surgery was cheaper, there was no charge for the initial visit, the day of the surgery was like a week later, I was charged by everybody that day. The hospital wanted $366, the anesthesiologist wanted another $300, the doctor only charged me one or two copays of $50, but he got at least $14,000 from my insurance. Oh, and I had a little pump on the skin graft for five days which I still owe $411.
I am slowly paying most of the stuff down, thanks to my renters, all their money is currently taking care of that. I even went back to Victory Medical and I think I am now ready to see about this low T, I keep hearing commercials about it and some of the guys at my work are dealing with it. If it solves my tiredness/sleepiness issue, then cool, because that issue sucks. If I can follow it with results like those old men on youtube where they are cut like 20 year olds, but they are in their 60's, even better.
Sunday, July 9, 2017
7/10/17 Relaxing, If For A Little Bit?
We are still in Corpus Chisti right now, as of Sunday afternoon. I finally figured out how to relax. Wife talked to her family at the same time I was jumping in the shower Saturday afternoon. They asked if we wanted to join them for breakfast, then the part I love, "we already sat down to eat, never mind. That is how they roll. They invite but they are already doing whatever.
So I said too bad, and we went to eat. Because we are with my folks, they suggested Cracker Barrel and I went along with it. We were sat down within five minutes and lo and behold, their is Wife's whole family saying they had just sat down. Because it was like 14 of them, they waited 40 minutes or so. We caught up with them without even rushing. After we ate, and that took a good hour, Wife was ready to drive around with her parents, but I wanted nothing more than a nap. I made an executive decision and decided to stay home.
My mom then left with Wife and Chubs and apparently, they all headed out to Port Aransas. Wife kept texting me that there were dolphins, and that they were at a fish weigh-in thing from a fishing competition. I was enjoying the peace and quiet, and really I didn't need to hear from anyone as being alone worked pretty nice for me. mom said this is worrisome because I am not with Wife during the week and I should want to be. My point is I like being with her, but we are on vacation, she has been by my side all week, why can't we unwind for a while? If she wants to visit with her folks who also happen to be in the area, cool. Why am I suddenly Satan incarnate because I prefer to stay behind and lay down in the A/C, instead of running around in the middle of the day.
I totally enjoyed first, writing my blog for the day so I wouldn't be thinking about it at night, second, just laying there with my dad watching a couple episodes of Cops, not talking about anything in particular, it was nice. Wife complains she doesn't see her folks enough, what about me, I see my folks even less, as I am stuck in Austin, unless people come up. Third, with the shades open, it looked as though it might rain any minute, so laying on the sofa was extra relaxing. If my leg weren't hurt, I would have been swimming in the pool during this time, as I miss that activity the most.
It is now past midnight, my in-laws had trouble with the car they are driving, they had it towed back to San Antonio, my mother in law rode with us, and my father in law rode with my brother in law and all his kids to get back to SA. Before we left, I thanked my folks for a very nice time. We didn't do anything in a hurry, everything was relaxed, I had thought we would be leaving by Saturday afternoon, but instead since I was generally relaxed, I decided to stay an extra night. I don't know if we will be able to do it again this summer, but at least this weekend was good. I had thought we were done with RVs in general, but then we have a good time and I start thinking that a new unit might be a good idea. I should just be glad and use the one we already own, specially since I just paid it off, but that is the beauty of always wanting new stuff.
So I said too bad, and we went to eat. Because we are with my folks, they suggested Cracker Barrel and I went along with it. We were sat down within five minutes and lo and behold, their is Wife's whole family saying they had just sat down. Because it was like 14 of them, they waited 40 minutes or so. We caught up with them without even rushing. After we ate, and that took a good hour, Wife was ready to drive around with her parents, but I wanted nothing more than a nap. I made an executive decision and decided to stay home.
My mom then left with Wife and Chubs and apparently, they all headed out to Port Aransas. Wife kept texting me that there were dolphins, and that they were at a fish weigh-in thing from a fishing competition. I was enjoying the peace and quiet, and really I didn't need to hear from anyone as being alone worked pretty nice for me. mom said this is worrisome because I am not with Wife during the week and I should want to be. My point is I like being with her, but we are on vacation, she has been by my side all week, why can't we unwind for a while? If she wants to visit with her folks who also happen to be in the area, cool. Why am I suddenly Satan incarnate because I prefer to stay behind and lay down in the A/C, instead of running around in the middle of the day.
I totally enjoyed first, writing my blog for the day so I wouldn't be thinking about it at night, second, just laying there with my dad watching a couple episodes of Cops, not talking about anything in particular, it was nice. Wife complains she doesn't see her folks enough, what about me, I see my folks even less, as I am stuck in Austin, unless people come up. Third, with the shades open, it looked as though it might rain any minute, so laying on the sofa was extra relaxing. If my leg weren't hurt, I would have been swimming in the pool during this time, as I miss that activity the most.
It is now past midnight, my in-laws had trouble with the car they are driving, they had it towed back to San Antonio, my mother in law rode with us, and my father in law rode with my brother in law and all his kids to get back to SA. Before we left, I thanked my folks for a very nice time. We didn't do anything in a hurry, everything was relaxed, I had thought we would be leaving by Saturday afternoon, but instead since I was generally relaxed, I decided to stay an extra night. I don't know if we will be able to do it again this summer, but at least this weekend was good. I had thought we were done with RVs in general, but then we have a good time and I start thinking that a new unit might be a good idea. I should just be glad and use the one we already own, specially since I just paid it off, but that is the beauty of always wanting new stuff.
Saturday, July 8, 2017
7/9/17 Transformers Forced On Me?
I did not plan on seeing Transformers 4 or 5 or whatever version the 2017 is. First of all, the commercials were very light, and I think the series is rather weak, when the characters don't really die. They "jumped the shark when Optimus Prime died in the second movie but was brought back to life. Megatron the big bad Decepticon keeps getting killed only to find him alive in the next movie, and that just screams a lot of meh.
This one started in the King Arthur era and apparently the Transformers showed up on the planet around that time instead of when we were taught in the first movie, so they are attempting to make this an origin story. According to this movie, the Transformers have been around and hidden and even fighting with the side of right all along. There was a story about Bumblebee helping to fight in World War II, and then Sir Anthony Hopkins gave them a history lesson and showing how the Witwicky line goes back centuries in dealing with Transformers.
I could get behind this line of thought, but then we have to accept another premise, Optimus Prime has left the planet, went back to Cybertron, his home planet looking for answers or something that did not make sense. Some flying angel Transformer acting like a god saying I created you is introduced. She puts Optimus in a trance, and suddenly he is a bad guy. He heads back to Earth and somehow the planet Cybertron is coming and then we have to believe that Cybertron and Earth have some connection. Earth growing claws to connect to Cybertron and at some point Earth's molten lava energy is going to be taken by the other planet.
There is also a staff of highly trained human killers who constantly are taking new Transformers and attacking them. And for some reason Earth is receiving more Transformers than it can handle. The whole movie was just too much. Mark Wahlburg is still the human of interest. He is about the only one fighting for the robots until he runs into a young girl who turns out to be 14 years old. Again, what was the point of introducing this character, she's cute, but at 14, who cares? Mark Wahlburg just has to worry about her and a black kid who is trying to be his assistant, but these characters are just distractions from the story.
Wife got pissy at me because I kept getting drowsy and according to her, falling asleep. The story was rather long and all over the place. The theater in Corpus is not Alamo Drafhouse. They apparently went to reserved seating without explaining it very good. We bought tickets and the idiot in the window said all that is available is front row. We said OK, he didn't say you are seat so and so, we walk into the theater room with 5 minutes left and most of the room is empty. Wife went up and sat in the middle of the room, since the chairs were fat loungers, I figured I wouldn't mind if someone sat next to me. Eventually, a lady and her kid came in and made us move, showing us where the seat location was at, on the tickets. The front seat was way too close to the theater, it made it hard to enjoy the movie.
This one started in the King Arthur era and apparently the Transformers showed up on the planet around that time instead of when we were taught in the first movie, so they are attempting to make this an origin story. According to this movie, the Transformers have been around and hidden and even fighting with the side of right all along. There was a story about Bumblebee helping to fight in World War II, and then Sir Anthony Hopkins gave them a history lesson and showing how the Witwicky line goes back centuries in dealing with Transformers.
I could get behind this line of thought, but then we have to accept another premise, Optimus Prime has left the planet, went back to Cybertron, his home planet looking for answers or something that did not make sense. Some flying angel Transformer acting like a god saying I created you is introduced. She puts Optimus in a trance, and suddenly he is a bad guy. He heads back to Earth and somehow the planet Cybertron is coming and then we have to believe that Cybertron and Earth have some connection. Earth growing claws to connect to Cybertron and at some point Earth's molten lava energy is going to be taken by the other planet.
There is also a staff of highly trained human killers who constantly are taking new Transformers and attacking them. And for some reason Earth is receiving more Transformers than it can handle. The whole movie was just too much. Mark Wahlburg is still the human of interest. He is about the only one fighting for the robots until he runs into a young girl who turns out to be 14 years old. Again, what was the point of introducing this character, she's cute, but at 14, who cares? Mark Wahlburg just has to worry about her and a black kid who is trying to be his assistant, but these characters are just distractions from the story.
Wife got pissy at me because I kept getting drowsy and according to her, falling asleep. The story was rather long and all over the place. The theater in Corpus is not Alamo Drafhouse. They apparently went to reserved seating without explaining it very good. We bought tickets and the idiot in the window said all that is available is front row. We said OK, he didn't say you are seat so and so, we walk into the theater room with 5 minutes left and most of the room is empty. Wife went up and sat in the middle of the room, since the chairs were fat loungers, I figured I wouldn't mind if someone sat next to me. Eventually, a lady and her kid came in and made us move, showing us where the seat location was at, on the tickets. The front seat was way too close to the theater, it made it hard to enjoy the movie.
Friday, July 7, 2017
7/8/17 I Have Seen The Future And It Could Be Mine for $49,500?
We spent the day cruising around Corpus Christi with my folks in their truck. I had seen some lots on Zillow that seemed way to cheap for what they were, and I figured they were some sort of scam. Since we didn't have anything better to do, I headed over there before my dad complained too much. My parents were both sure it would be cheap because it would be full of drunks and vacationers. I was still intent on seeing the lots, hoping it wouldn't be a gated type of community. The area was actually cool and in a rare instance my folks and I agreed that the lots seemed nice for the price. They are not big lots, but they are waterfront and already bulk-headed with cement to protect from erosion. Those that know the area, it is within viewing distance of Indian Point.
We managed to find a lot that had a box with information and in that, we got the pricing on about ten lots, as well as other general information. All the lots are on city water, sewage, utilities, and are for sale between $39,500, and $149, 500. There are about five or six streets, and the priciest lot is almost 2.5 lots, and located at the end where the street turns into a T-head. The cheapest ones were the first lot in and closest to the busy highway. We ended up calling the guy on the paper ad, and he said these were the last lots of their kind in Corpus Christi. you might get waterfront in Rockport, but not as nice as these, and there might be some waterfront approaching Port Aransas but those are going to be a lot more in cost.
Now I am stuck with the notion that I really want one, Wife says no way, not with the fact that we don't know what is happening with the future of my job. I say that we are not going to find waterfront property at such low prices. I also asked the guy on the phone about how soon we had to build and he said there was no rush, the only rules were the house had to have a Mediterranean flavor and the roof had to be red clay tiles, which makes sense to give the houses a sense of unity. I like the look of the roughly 30 houses already built. I also like there is no septic to worry about installing, everything is already there, build whenever it is convenient for us.
I was hoping my folks would be interested enough to either think about buying a lot next to the one I want or going in half and half with us. My mom says they are too old to think about anything like this. Wife agrees with me that she would like to retire to the coast whenever we get old enough. I don't really like the idea of retirement, I want to work until I am buried, but I do want a vacation home with some waterfront with a boat sitting ready and waiting for me. I think I will just have to purchase the lot and force it down Wife's throat. I don't think she will ever say "Ok, let's do it, we have enough cushion in life." If I just buy it, and she sees we can afford it, she will roll her eyes at me, but we will then have the foundation and start to one of our goals for later in life. Or maybe I am an idiot that wants too much.
We managed to find a lot that had a box with information and in that, we got the pricing on about ten lots, as well as other general information. All the lots are on city water, sewage, utilities, and are for sale between $39,500, and $149, 500. There are about five or six streets, and the priciest lot is almost 2.5 lots, and located at the end where the street turns into a T-head. The cheapest ones were the first lot in and closest to the busy highway. We ended up calling the guy on the paper ad, and he said these were the last lots of their kind in Corpus Christi. you might get waterfront in Rockport, but not as nice as these, and there might be some waterfront approaching Port Aransas but those are going to be a lot more in cost.
Now I am stuck with the notion that I really want one, Wife says no way, not with the fact that we don't know what is happening with the future of my job. I say that we are not going to find waterfront property at such low prices. I also asked the guy on the phone about how soon we had to build and he said there was no rush, the only rules were the house had to have a Mediterranean flavor and the roof had to be red clay tiles, which makes sense to give the houses a sense of unity. I like the look of the roughly 30 houses already built. I also like there is no septic to worry about installing, everything is already there, build whenever it is convenient for us.
I was hoping my folks would be interested enough to either think about buying a lot next to the one I want or going in half and half with us. My mom says they are too old to think about anything like this. Wife agrees with me that she would like to retire to the coast whenever we get old enough. I don't really like the idea of retirement, I want to work until I am buried, but I do want a vacation home with some waterfront with a boat sitting ready and waiting for me. I think I will just have to purchase the lot and force it down Wife's throat. I don't think she will ever say "Ok, let's do it, we have enough cushion in life." If I just buy it, and she sees we can afford it, she will roll her eyes at me, but we will then have the foundation and start to one of our goals for later in life. Or maybe I am an idiot that wants too much.
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