chrismindless

i bet his neighbors hate him! at least a slight case of jealousy

^^^ I never heard that story about good ol Don. Basic contract law states that no contract is above the law. If a clause in your contract violates the law then that clause can be ignored and if the other party places penalty or files a civil case against you well guess who is going home empty handed! I wonder if you could void the whole contract and then be able to live there with no rules over your head? Hmmm.

good point super gtp but would that really make for such an amazing story? however, the reward comes from the very end with the look on her face of total pwnage and then the sobbing cries. again, even if false, it is a story of inspiration!

stupid , i wear a helmet immature , i dont make fun of people as i do it. irresponsible , maybe but its my life so i will do with it as i please. gives riders a bad name , arguably its just jealousy from the people stuck in their cars in traffic. do i care? nope. will you always have that one person that has a problem with anyone that rides faster than upright 10mph below the limit with a personal vendetta and some wacko calling from an invented psychosis derived from some lack in their own personal life yelling at anyone that doesnt ride such as themselves? Unfortunately 100% unavoidable. hopefully you can take a joke, john. you must be a harley/cruiser kind of guy.

I personally cant stand people that merge in the fast lane to go slower than the rest or pace the slow moving cars. I have no moral reservations against splitting a car or two to resume legal speeds. Also, a safe lane split (oxymoron) requires you to do it at about 20-30 mph faster than the other cars. I prefer to get it over with quickly. Now, do I split cars at high speeds ... nope. I use to and then I hit a small pot hole whilst doing a split and received some wicked tank slap ... needless to say I learned my lesson. The first rule of riding safely requires you to be aggressive. I dont want to be next to any car ever ...

no excuses from the driver. his house was just a block down the street so maybe he was going home. i wasnt conscience during most of the time i was lying on the ground.

looks like fb added its stamp, my bad. This article was written in 2006(ish) and appeared on the best of craigslist. I am not the genius behind the article. Hmm, I searched for this on the site and didnt come up with any hits. Must of misspelled the snip-job. no matter, this is something of religious proportions and I fully condone these actions!!

Coming from the law itself, any contract, that includes with the HOA is VOID if it violates any local/state/federal laws. Period. No argument. I say find a law that backs his case up and the contract becomes void.

http://www.facebook.com/ext/share.php?s ... mG&u=lNmwC Vasectomy: $400. Speechless look on her face: priceless. Date: 2007-02-06, 2:24PM PST I'll try to sum up a funny story that happened a few years ago: I got a vasectomy. I met a girl soon afterwards. She was nice and attractive but with a selfish streak that raised a big red flag. She was 32 at the time and I could practically HEAR her biological clock ticking. Regardless, she was a good lay, easy on the eyes, and reasonably good company. I did NOT tell her about my vasectomy and I always used a condom with her to protect against STDs. She assumed, obviously, that the condom was only used for birth control. Silly girl. We date for a few months. I never made any move towards commitment but she brought it up ocassionally. For me, this was a casual but pleasant relationship. For her - as I was to find out - it was part of life-changing series of events that she was planning very carefully. Four months into dating, I get the "I'm pregnant" talk. She's going on and on about how the condom must have broke and now we really need to think about getting married "for the baby". She's positively giddy. She has a baby in her and she thinks she's gonna have a good meal ticket (me) to go along with her new 7lb annuity. At this point, I'm just as giddy. I get to pull the reverse "oops" on her. I figured that she slept with some bad boy and got knocked up. Good thing I was using condoms! Better still that I have a serious mistrust of women who can't think beyond their own uteri. So I wait a couple of days to "think about all this." I meet her again. I say I don't want kids and that she should have an abortion. I know where this is going and sure enough it goes there. She goes completely batshit insane on me. There were the usual insults about my manhood. There were threats of legal action. It was all very ugly and I was loving every minute of it. Well, I let her stew for a few days. She leaves me nasty messages on my phone. She sends awful emails. I'm laughing hysterically. It was time to drop the hammer. While she was stewing I was busy. First I get a notarized copy from the urologist who performed the vasectomy. Next I get a notarized copy of the TWO test results indicating a "negative test result for sperm" to show I'm sterile and shooting blanks. Finally, I get a letter from a shark attorney stating he has seen the other documents and is prepared to litigate against this woman if she continues to communicate with me in such an unpleasant manner. Also, the letter states that we will insist on DNA testing to show that the baby is not mine. I'm ready. I meet with this woman at her place. I bring flowers and a small bit of jewelry to show I am willing to reconcile and assume my responsibilities as a new father. I also have stuck in my pocket the documents I have prepared. She's all giddy again. Her plan is going perfectly - or so she thinks. We talk about our future. We have some pretty good sex. Then, as I am about to walk out the door, I ask her the $64,000 question. "Are you sure that this baby is mine?" Well, she goes batshit insane again. Hell, she ought to. Her plan could completely unravel if there is ANY question about my paternity. Oh, she's really screaming now. How dare I question her morals. Do I think she's a slut. I'm just trying to weasel out of my responsibilities... blah, blah, blah, yadda, yadda, yadda. I'm not really mad. I'm kind of embarrassed for her. But since she won't shut up and the neighbors can hear all of this, I ask her to step back inside and sit down. She sits on the sofa and calms down a bit. She is glaring at me with all the moral self-righteousness that only a woman can muster up. She thinks she has me trapped. She is 100% convinced her plan has worked. Oh, the tangled web of lies and deceit she has wrought around herself and I am about to hack through them with a few pieces of paper. I reach into my pocket slowly. I extract the three pieces of paper and unfold them slowly and deliberately. I tell her simply, "You're screwed". Her look doesn't change. There is no way she can fathom what I have prepared. I continue. "I am sterile" Her look changes just a bit. Something is beginning to sink in. Naturally, she reverts to women's logic. "You're full of shit. You're trapped and you know it." I hold up the letter and the test results. "Three months before we met, I had a vasectomy. Here is a notarized letter from him stating what I had done. Here are two test results showing that I tested negative for the presence of sperm. Blanks. I am shooting blanks. That baby inside you is simply not mine." This woman is not to be swayed by logic and clear documentation. "Bullshit, those are fakes." I was ready for that. "No, they are real. This last piece of paper is from my attorney. It's a simple letter to you that states if you pursue any kind of legal action against me for child support that I will insist on a DNA test to prove paternity, that is, to prove that your baby is not mine." I give the woman all the documents. She reads them slowly, deliberately. With each passing second she can feel in her soul that she has made a very bad mistake. With denial swept away, she started to cry. It's a small cry at first. Then it becomes deeper and more painful. By the time she gets to the letter from the lawyer she is sobbing. I had no sympathy for her. I turned and walked out the door. Even after I closed the door I could still hear her sobbing. Epilogue - I never heard directly from this woman again. I did hear through my friends that she did indeed have the baby. I also heard that the real father was some guy in a band she had met. I assumed that after 30, women stopped going after musicians, bikers, criminals, and thugs. Silly me for thinking the best of American women. The Moral of the Story - Get a vasectomy but keep it a secret.

I have an appointment with Karr&Sherman this Friday at 11am. I just had a follow up at the student health center ... looks like I am going to have to get surgery on my left hand which means I might not be riding this summer ... the threat of not being able to ride has me pretty f-ing pissed right now. I have 8 track days planned for the summer. If I cant race this year ... well i want compensation to the tune of 100 million billion dollars ... I would love to goto a chiropractor, and im not kidding, but i have over 60 voicemails from every practice in the city. At this point, thinking of just randomly picking one to see. Actually, Im going to pick the one with the hottest nurses. No joke. Im going to get some enjoyment out of this BS -boobies ftw- Lawyers are a tough call. They all pretty much say the same thing and promise the same. I did call Kevin Kurgis for kicks. Ill keep this thread updated but I dont think anything will really happen anytime soon, but what do I know? Im not a lawyer nor have I ever had to deal with this before.

How long could Tennant go on for? I agree, I didnt like him when they switched to Tennant. Actually, I was unaware of the doctor's regeneration and I was like, WTF? Bring back Chris! But after an episode, I was sold on Tennant being the better doctor. This guy looks kinda quirky but Tennant has grown on me. This guy better bring something new and better to the table or else ...

I have a concussion but luckily no pockets of blood in my brain. I hear ringing, pressure in my ears, and my memory is kinda foggy. Should go away in a couple days. Terrible headaches though. What happened is my entire left side absorbed the impact. Luckily, no broken bones but it hurts to breathe deeply. Most likely some ribs are bruised or fractured. Only thing I can do is let 'em heal. My left shine has a bump the size of a baseball. Taking an anti-inflammatory drug to keep the swelling down. My left arm and especially my hand/wrist is bruised and sore. I kinda put my hand out to stop the suv out of instinct. I expect that to be my biggest on going problem. As far as my head and neck goes ... whiplash unlike any Ive had. You have to picture this in your mind, the grille and bumper hit my body and my head slammed on the hood. Imagine the angle of my neck and the force of that impact plus the speed at which it all happened. The swelling in my left eye is down but I have a nice cut on my eye lid. The puddle of blood was from the cuts to my inner lip. I guess you could say my face looks like someone took a solid swing at me. SO far, havent lost any teeth though I can wiggle of few of them. Overall, Im damn lucky to be alive and not have suffered worse trauma. Ironically the woman that was in the CAT scan before me was injured the same way as me but was much worse off. PUDDLE ... OF ... BLOOD made me laugh, too! Im going to take your advice and call the lawyer you suggested, doc. Thank you.

On Monday morning around 9:30 am, I was walking to work. I crossed e 17th ave at the crosswalk with proper signal to proceed. I was struck by a ford explorer that had run the red light making a left turn. I didnt see any cars coming and it wasnt until I was laying on the ground in a puddle of my own blood that I realized what had happened. My injuries are not as severe as expected but I know that I am going to be in for a long list of treatments and I just dont want to fight with the insurance company. I dont want to sue or get any 'pain' compensation though I do want to take all necessary medical treatments. Im afraid I might need to get a lawyer. I at least want to know I have someone I can retain if needed. Any suggestions?