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[heywoodmanagem]

Navigating the Process: How to Sue an HOA Board Member

Introduction:

Homeowners Associations (HOAs) play a crucial role in maintaining community standards and managing shared amenities. However, conflicts may arise between homeowners and HOA board members, leading some individuals to consider legal action. Before pursuing such a course, it's essential to understand the process and the grounds on which one can sue an HOA board member.

Understanding the HOA Structure:

HOA boards are typically comprised of elected members responsible for enforcing community rules, managing finances, and overseeing common areas. Homeowners who believe a board member has acted improperly or violated the association's bylaws may explore legal options. However, it's important to note that suing an individual board member is different from suing the entire HOA.

Grounds for Legal Action:

To sue an HOA board member successfully, homeowners must demonstrate specific grounds for legal action. Common reasons may include:

Breach of Fiduciary Duty: If a board member fails to act in the best interest of the community, mismanages funds, or engages in self-dealing, it may constitute a breach of their fiduciary duty.

Discrimination or Harassment: Allegations of discrimination or harassment by a board member can be grounds for legal action. This may involve unfair treatment based on race, gender, religion, or other protected characteristics.

Failure to Enforce Rules Equitably: If a board member selectively enforces community rules or targets specific homeowners without just cause, affected individuals may have a case against that board member.

Violation of Bylaws: Any actions by a board member that directly violate the HOA's bylaws or governing documents may provide a basis for legal action.

Conflict of Interest: Board members must act impartially. If there is evidence of a conflict of interest, such as favoritism towards specific homeowners or businesses, it may be grounds for legal recourse.

Steps to Take:

Document the Alleged Violations: Before considering legal action, gather evidence of the alleged violations. This may include emails, meeting minutes, financial records, or other relevant documents.

Review HOA Bylaws and Regulations: Familiarize yourself with the HOA's bylaws and regulations. Understanding the rules governing the association is crucial when building a case against a board member.

Attempt Mediation: Prior to pursuing a lawsuit, consider mediation or alternative dispute resolution methods. Some conflicts can be resolved more amicably through facilitated discussions.

Consult with an Attorney: If informal resolutions fail, consult with an attorney experienced in HOA matters. They can provide legal advice tailored to your situation, helping you understand the viability of your case.

File a Lawsuit: If all else fails, and there is a solid legal basis for your claim, your attorney may guide you through the process of filing a lawsuit against the specific board member in question.

Conclusion:

Suing an HOA board member is a serious step that should be taken after careful consideration and exploration of alternative dispute resolution methods. Understanding the grounds for legal action, documenting alleged violations, and seeking legal advice are crucial steps in navigating this complex process. While conflicts within an HOA can be challenging, pursuing a lawsuit should be approached with diligence and a commitment to finding a fair resolution for all parties involved.

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[pixxyofice]

Mushrooms on the lawn...

[nyxelestia]

Broke: rivals to lovers Woke: enemies to lovers Bespoke: opposing HOA board members to lovers

I should note, I hate the soulmates "we would fall in love in every universe" trope for the aforementioned "where's the tension and interest and really anything worthwhile" reasons. However, "we would find each other in every universe" fucking rips. We would interact meaningfully in every universe but sometimes we are lovers and sometimes we are friends and sometimes we are bitter enemies and sometimes we'd simply both be in the same HOA.

[howlingday]

Schnee Dust Company Conference

Boardmember: I disagree!

Boardmember: You never agree!

Boardmember: But still, there are so many-

Boardmember: Irrelevant!

Boardmember: We're ON schedule when we should be AHEAD of schedule!

Boardmember: That's only a rumor!

Boardmember: The budget for this month is fine-

Boardmember: But what about TODAY's budget?!

Whitley: ...

Whitley: Mother, could you oversee the discussion for a moment? I must be excused.

Willow: Of course, Whitley, but don't dawdle.

Whitley: Thank you. (Exits)

Willow: (Thinking) He's held out for this long. It's almost impressive.

Whitley: (Near-sprints into the bathroom, Gasps)

Whitley: (Leans against the door) Phew...

Ruby: Uh, Whitley?

Whitley: Oh! M-Miss Ruby! And...

Jaune: (Under the sink) Jaune.

Whitley: Excuse me. I wasn't aware the facilities were being used... by two people.

Ruby: (Leans on the sink) It's no problem, Whitley!

Jaune: Even though there was a sign on the door...

Whitley: (Flushed face) Oh... W-Well, don't mind me. I just had to get out of that dreadful conference.

Ruby: Yeah, I'd probably do the same thing.

Ruby: (Holds out hand)

Whitley: ...

Whitley: (Puts hand in hers)

Ruby: Are you okay?

Whitley: Of course I am. You don't have to worry about me, Miss Ruby.

Ruby: Well, if you're sure...

Whitley: I am. I'll head back once I'm calmed myself with this break.

Jaune: Well, we're almost done, so-

Whitley: ACK!

Jaune: Huh? (Looks from under)

Ruby: (Carrying Whitley bridal style)

Whitley: W-W-What are you doing?!

Ruby: Helping you take a break! Ready to head outside?

Whitley: Miss Ruby, I can't just- Mother wouldn't forgive me if I just ran off like this!

Ruby: Well, then I'll do the running for both of us~! Besides, it's just about time for lunch, right, Jaune?

Jaune: Uh... Sure... I'll just finish up under the sink.

Ruby: Sounds good! Let's a-go, Whitley~! (Running to the window)

Whitley: Why did you say that like Mari- OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH~!

[anew-jackson]

hate elf but love the idea of these two being swapped from their respective media

[judgeanon]

i think it was the kenny who story where dredd decided to let him free because it was expensive to keep him. so who is above the justice dept in mega city one? like i wonder about the economy and "government" of the setting

The thing about the judges is that they are the government. MC-1 is very much a police state, the Council of Five its ruling body and the Chief Judge the ultimate authority. There is nobody higher than them.

Of course, economic woes are very much a thing and there have been multitudes of occasions where the judges had to kid glove corporate magnates and international conglomerates, but something to keep in mind about the judges is that most of them hate that kind of stuff. They can absolutely tell when they're being taken for a ride and profoundly resent that, so the moment a corporation slips up, no matter how big or small, Justice Dept. can be extremely quick in locking up their boardmembers and seizing all their assets.

So yes, the judges are fairly beholden to economic realities, but they're not enslaved to them. They're not a puppet government funded by corporations to keep the citizens in line like in other cyberpunk dystopias. At the end of the day, they are the law. And they can and will be just as brutal to a CEO than to a random cit.

[librarycard]

Follow @autismlitmag for updates on this project ETA tomorrow or when i finish my finals whichever happens first or is harder to procrastinate

starting a digital open access publication called AUTISM where all of the contents are produced by people with autism about whatever it is they are autistic about. It demands multimedia/dynamic aspects to honor the first ever autistic person to go nonverbal and start painting on the cave walls. No i am not kidding Applications are open now spread the word

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Will ChatGPT and other AI tools make HOA management more efficient? by Yasmine Yohannes.

As HOA management becomes more digital and automated, artificial intelligence (AI) is emerging as a valuable tool for improving efficiency. But what is AI, and how does it work? In this article, we’ll provide an overview of AI, including its benefits and risks, as well as how it can benefit HOA board members and managers. We’ll also explore how AI tools like ChatGPT can be useful. By the end, you’ll have a better understanding of what AI is, how it can be used in HOA management, and whether it’s a worthwhile investment for your association. Read the article at https://bit.ly/44eLLfq

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Spotless: Pizzicato

Chapter Nineteen

Featuring: Dean Winchester/Reader, Dean/Bela, Dean/Cas (unrequited)

Other characters: Miriam Talbot (OFC Bela's mother)

Word Count: 2567

Warnings, etc: Mutual pining, putting out other people's fires, and old baggage, unbeta'd

A/N: Castiel and Trouble's friendship is something I didn't realize she had been missing until he was in front of her. There are a couple of big truth bombs in this chapter and I hope I handled them respectfully. This is an AU and it is not indicative of this author's feelings on canon or any other fandom shipping practices.

Series Masterlist

Posting on Dean’s instagram account was par for the course as the band’s publicist. You bothered to know what a hashtag was, for one. For another it also allowed you to check traffic on posts and actively moderate things to help the comment section look best for Dean’s image. Afterall, Dean trusted you, you weren’t going to leak anything or make him look like an idiot.

You were a goddamn professional and this wasn’t the hardest thing you’d done in the last year, but Jesus fuck were you pissed.

Dean hated tattoos. Really, he hated needles. He was black out drunk when he and Sam got their matching flaming pentagrams. He actually had a panic attack the next morning after realizing he let someone “sew ink” into his skin. By sheer force of will and through the bond of shared grief, you got him to go with you for Jo’s memorial tattoo on the tenth anniversary of her death. It was in your all-time top five ultimate Dean-Y/N memories.

And now it meant jack shit.

You edited and cropped the photos, sent two back to Bela to post on her account and then posted the lion’s share onto Dean’s, making him look like the diligent boyfriend while Bela was busy in the chair. You thanked Billie for taking care of “his girl” and made sure the shop was the location and tagged. You wanted to punch something, it looked so good. Then you sat back and let the interwebs do its job.

Okay, in actuality, you emailed about twenty different people, had a conference call with the tour management marketing team, scheduled radio station drop ins and followed up with Meg on the expected release of Dean’s photoshoot and interview. These days it may just end up online, but you hoped she was able to score him real physical print space.

It was just as you were winding down for the night, when your phone rang. It was past any reasonable business hours and you were already done with your skin care routine, but then you saw the caller id.

“Miriam! Hi!” You tried to sound pleasantly surprised.

“Don’t Miriam me, young lady. What is going on out there? Is it drugs? I thought we missed this stage when she quit acting for college. You’d tell me if this hoodlum was pressuring her into risky behavior wouldn’t you?”

Which was a lot to unpack right off the bat like that, luckily you had experience dealing with Bela’s mother.

“It’s just a tattoo. She’s not on drugs, I promise.”

“And what about this Dean? I knew they were seeing each other, but this seemed a bit more intimate— not exactly in the public eye.”

Oh, she was good.

“He’s not on drugs either. And—- he actually isn’t thrilled with tattoos. This might be all Bela, if I’m being honest.”

“Have you seen the things they’re saying? The things they’re calling her, Y/N?”

You rolled your eyes and heaved yourself out of bed, you needed your laptop if you were going to continue this conversation rationally. 

“Let me look into it— what site were you on?”

“Oh, I’m not sure. Olivette, one of the boardmember’s wives, told me she read about it online during dinner.”

You inhaled deeply and started your usual rotation of sites, you’d have to add some new tags to follow Bela’s buzz more closely going forward. 

“And you’re sure this wasn’t just bad blood from Olivia? I’m not finding much besides general surprise.”

“It’s Olivette. And yes, I’m certain. She wouldn’t make me worry without a reason.”

And then you realized what you were missing, it wasn’t just People or TMZ you had to worry about. You went to Hello!’s twitter and you found what had Miriam Talbot’s friend in a huff. 

You started scanning the comments, gathering the most common complaints and judging their amount of influence via cursory glances. You did not know a lot of the news personalities or celebrity bloggers in the UK. You were going to have to meet with Bela and figure out a better approach going forward.

“Okay, Miriam, it’s almost eleven here. I know you probably called me as soon as you woke up, but consider me on the case. Alright? Bela’s fine and this is just a minor hiccup.”

“If you’re sure, Y/N, dear.”

You sighed. “Of course. I would warn you if there was anything to worry about. But please just let this run its course. You know how the tabloids are.”

“Unfortunately I do, that’s why I called. Please keep me updated if anything else comes up?”

“Will do. You have a good ni-day!”

“Goodnight dear— and thank you.”

You smiled at your lap. “Anytime.”

You let her hang up. Then you promptly pulled up your contacts list and warned Bela that her mother was sniffing about online and to call her at a decent hour. And finally, you spent the next four hours (or so) online until you had swam to the bottom of the cesspool and decided it wasn’t worth your time. At least not right then, not so exhausted.

Three days passed since the snobby UK gossip rags’ judgment rained down and, as expected, it had already just about fizzled out. You sat in a cafe with a quad shot flat white, waiting for your lunch date to arrive. Not truly a date, though it wasn’t a meeting either.

It was a diplomatic mission.

Then you spotted him and your stomach swooped, feeling the loss of his presence in your life all over again.

“Hey, Cas.” You stood and held your arms open for a hug, which he accepted with a timid smile.

“It’s good to see you, Trouble,” his gravelly voice murmured in your ear. He still smelled the same.

You pulled back and looked him in the eye, searching for anything but the sincere blue reality in front of you. He held no grudges, not with you, without even discussing it you knew he was still your friend. 

You then punched him squarely in the shoulder. “That’s for ghosting us all for the last nine months, assbutt!”

He grunted, and rolled his eyes. “I can accept that.”

“Good. Because I missed you. We all miss you.”

He tilted his head and raised his eyebrows in challenge.

“So— heard you have a kid, huh. That’s —- weird.”

Castiel exhaled and shook his head. “Who told you?”

“What? Nobody. I have eyes. And spend enough time online to draw some conclusions.”

“Kelly told you.”

“She didn’t have to. She’s amazing by the way— are you a thing now, now that you know he exists?”

Castiel looked affronted. “Me and Kelly? Oh, no. That was a teenage mistake. We were young. And we’ve both matured into vastly different people. But I respect her and I think— I hope I’ve earned her trust.”

“Tell me about him—- he’s what? Twenty-twenty one?”

“He’s twenty three and very talented. Kind, impossibly optimistic even.”

“Yikes, tough combo out here.”

“Tell me about it.”

You shared a look and he smiled at you like he knew what you were thinking about. Like you were reliving the same joke.

You blinked away the sting in your eyes.

“Go get your dark roast and get back over here, we’ve got things to discuss.”

His eyes softened, but Cas didn’t argue with you.

You sipped your drink and tried not to let all of the questions that had been building for months run away from you. He was back both too quickly and too slowly. You cleared your throat, the awkwardness you had been fighting back rushed to the surface.

“So— I presume there is more to you calling to get lunch. Not just asking about Jack and goading me about my latest tattoo?” Cas wasn’t one for small talk.

You nodded and swallowed around another perfect mouthful of milk and espresso.

Castiel’s face went through a journey when you didn’t quickly reply. “He doesn’t want to see me—- he made that quite clear.”

“And what about since everything?”

“What do you mean?”

“I know Dean’s called you. He might not have been big enough to actually apologize in a voicemail, but I know he wants to fix things— he misses you as his friend, too.”

“Then he should be able to suck up his pride and make the effort,” Cas snipped, the first sign of the lingering anger from his and Dean’s fight.

“I haven’t exactly seen much of your effort. Do you not want to fix things?--- And I’m not talking about coming back to the band— that ship has sailed. I’m talking about twenty years of friendships you just walked out on.”

Cas stared at his coffee, his eyebrow ring arched with his bitchy expression. He hated being corrected, you knew that. But this had gone on long enough.

“I’ve spoken with everyone but Dean,” Cas explained. “It’s not perfect, but it’s progress.”

“You never spoke to me,” you spat.

Cas’ eyes softened again. “I always knew where your loyalties lie, you took your time, too.”

“Wait— even SAM?!”

“Sam and I haven’t lost contact this whole time.”

You sucked in air. “Oh, he is so dead.”

“Y/N. It wasn’t like we were plotting or anything. He was worried about me, I was worried about Dean.”

“Yeah, but if Dean knew—”

“Ask Sam, but I don’t think he could hide anything from Dean if he wanted to.”

You knew he was right. Ever since Sam got sober, transparency had been something Sam put into his closest relationships anyway. Beside Dean being ruthless and stubborn, well, you supposed Cas was right. 

“Why do I feel like this band just doesn’t want me to be able to do my job?”

“Your position as group therapist is fairly tenuous. Especially with Pamela involved.”

“I meant my real job. If I had known you were on decent terms with, well, everyone but Dean, it would have made things a lot easier, young man.” You couldn’t help but smile now. Sure you were hurt, but the eggshells you had been stepping over for so long really only took up a single corner of the floor.

It was freeing.

“I never meant to cause you any distress.”

“That doesn’t make it go away, Cas.”

He bowed his head, but popped back up to meet your gaze. “I know. I apologize. I didn’t want you to think that I was done— with any of you.”

You pinched your eyes closed quickly and then reached over the table to squeeze his forearm. “Okay. So— you’ll come to Dean’s birthday party, then?”

Cas patted your hand with his left and sat back, breaking the contact and sat with the invitation for a heavy moment.

“What makes you think he’d want me there?”

You glared at him, all tattooed and handsome and absolutely clueless about how much his absence has affected Dean. Sure, Dean got to keep the band, but it wasn’t the same without Cas. Cas has had to start over entirely, become a dad and rebuild his career all without any of the support Dean has had around him through his own troubles.

“Look— I know you’re Mister Independent and I don’t want to set back any of the progress you’ve made without him needing you around. But he still looks for you whenever we all go out. And hanging out with Kevin, made it abundantly clear to him that you were available— you just weren’t interested.”

“Why do you always make it sound like we were an item?”

You rolled your eyes. “Look, we all know Dean has attachment issues. I’m not saying anything was kinky between you guys— that’s not my business. But, as friends, you guys deserve to at least get some answers— closure or forgiveness can come later, if you get there.”

“I’ll think about it.”

“Really? You’re not just saying that to get me off your case?”

“Yes, really.”

You smirked and Cas’ smiled with his eyes, fidgeting his lip ring with his tongue.

Cas cleared his throat and took a sip of his coffee before changing gears. “So, your friend Bela and, uh, Dean?”

You groaned and hid your eyes in your hand. When you looked up he was laughing at you.

“What?!”

“Stop— we both know what it’s all about.”

“Kevin seems to think Dean’s whipped.” Mischief continued to dance in Cas’ eyes.

“Well, it’s about time.”

“I told him, the only one who has had Dean whipped in over a decade is you.”

You choked on your spit, sputtering at Cas’ bluntness.

“They don’t know it’s for show do they?”

You inhaled deeply. “Sam knows. Dean and Bela have their own private agreement about it all. But, uh, yeah, you pretty much guessed right.”

Cas watched you thoughtfully, futzing with his lip ring with his top teeth now. 

“How are you holding up?”

“Me? I’m fine, why?”

Cas nudged your ankle under the table with his combat boot.

“As someone who was definitely in love with him for most of my life— I know the symptoms.”

You sighed and shivered at being seen and having your long held suspicions confirmed. You rubbed your upper arm, trying to fight the goosebumps. “I’m fine. Nothing has changed. He’s just been working on himself and that is— distracting.”

Cas hummed, head cocking to the side as if looking at you with a different angle would give him more insight.

“I mean it. He’s in therapy and everything. Sam and him are working out. He’s been insanely focused on the latest album—”

“He’s doing penance.”

“Maybe. But he wants to be better. It’s not just guilt. I don’t know how to explain it. But, you’ll see what I mean.”

Cas eyebrow popped up again.

“You will,” you insisted.

“You always were able to read me weren’t you?”

You chuckled at the back of your mouth, short and knowing. “Guess it comes with being stuck with each other for so long.”

“Shared trauma response,” Cas teased.

“Or that.”

You finished the last of your drink and looked around the cafe.

“So, where we going to eat? I think we’ve had enough heavy— sushi?”

“You buying?”

“Phantom Traveler is covering this as a business lunch.”

Cas stood and pushed in his chair. “Okay, well then, bring on the seafood.”

You stood and let Cas walk you outside, his hand on the small of your back until he could offer you his elbow on the sidewalk. You smiled up at him and pulled him tight to your side.

“I’m glad you’re back, Cas.”

“Well, we’ll see if everyone agrees with you, won’t we?”

The afternoon passed quickly, catching up and sharing memories that were now tinted with the grief of the last lost year. Things made more sense the longer you thought about how the band had been acting, especially way back at the Animal Shelter where Cas’ niece had been more than willing to put in her two cents. You texted Sam while you waited for your meals, warning him where you were and what you knew.

‘Have fun.’

His only response. Asshole.

But everything kept from you, kept from Dean, wouldn’t last forever. It couldn’t. Now you at least could control the narrative a bit more by being in on it all. Or most of it at least.

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Chapter Twenty: Arpeggio

[pluralzalpha]

On the subject of gendered toys, I am reminded of Janine Melnitz.

This is the first action figure for Janine in the Real Ghostbusters line. They clearly didn't know what to do with this. Ghostbusters is for boys, right? But Janine is a woman! Does that make it a girls' toy? Because boys don't play with toys of women, so it must be a girls' toy, so it must be pink, and, um, what do girls like? Hair? Brushing hair? Got it! So the gun will be a hairbrush! Phew!

The thing is, as a little boy I had loads of RGB toys, and I loved this toy. I particularly loved the little purple ghost with the pink hair. You could comb its hair, or wrap other figures up in its hair like a tentacle, or ruin it by getting a sweet stuck in it so you had to give it an impromptu haircut.

But I look at it now, and I can see the desperate confusion on the faces of the boardmembers at Kenner while they tried to work out how to navigate this impossible gender quandary.