So I know this isn't anything that like actually needs an apology but it'll make me feel a bit better to say it. Oof whoops this ABoT chapter is super late. Timing kinda sucks since I wanted to have some updates out while s3 was airing but
Been kinda mega busy and stressed since October with the whole condo buying thing which rolled right into immediate day 0 plumbing and boiler issues I had to get fixed and general moving hassle and financial commitment stress and I kinda just fried myself hard. Plus then acclimating to a new place without my familiar street or familiar grocery store or familiar room or any of that. Like there's no "just go home and take your mind off it" to this cuz home is the "it". So I'm just kinda enduring until I can calm the hell down.
And anyway I definitely have progress on ch47, like 7000-ish words of it, but it's the kind of like "there is writing there" and hasn't exactly hit the "there is substance there" that I want ABoT chapters to be. Like this in particular is a chapter I want to be good, not just be done. So it's taking time to get my brain somewhere that can do that.
In this blog, we discuss how Artificial Intelligence (AI) and Machine Learning (ML) developed mobile app can reshaping homeowner associations in the coming decade of real estate.
My wife and I own some land, we're working on getting a house built. There is currently no HOA in the area. It is my deepest hope that one will appear around us. On the day that happens, when they come to invite us to include our property in their self-righteous cult of busybodies, I will have a contract prepared. It will state that the only circumstance under which our home will become a part of a Homeowner's Association is when the President of the HOA kidnaps me, ties me to an altar, carves out my beating heart with an athame, and sacrifices it to a pagan deity of their choice (I don't want to be exclusionary).
I mostly just want to see the looks on their faces.
Guest PostEdward Scissorhands' Macabre Guide to Shrubs and Rebellion Against the HOA
Listen up, forlorn souls of the suburban abyss,
Even Edward Scissorhands has occasional issues with his homeownerโs association.
Edward Scissorhands, the dark connoisseur of melancholy, arises with a tale of pruning gone awry. Prepare to delve into the shadowy depths of my twisted wisdom as we navigate the eerie world of shrubs and the ghastly homeowners association that haunts ourโฆ
Woke up this morning from dreaming about writing a strongly worded email on the fence of my parents' backyard to a neighbor trying to treat the neighborhood as if it were part of an HOA, so apparently I have FEELINGS about that shit