But that's just my point! You she obeys! She obeys you! There's obeying going on right under my nose!

Wash ,'War Stories'


Natter 40: The Nice One  

Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


Liese S. - Nov 07, 2005 8:45:05 am PST #1879 of 10006
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."

backup land line in order to post data.

Does it, still? I thought they had full two-way going now?

eta:

Oh, that's annoying. And restrictive.

Yeah, I was pissy.


Jesse - Nov 07, 2005 8:45:46 am PST #1880 of 10006
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Oh, and Betsy, the bad is all mine, due to my sloppy language.

The thing that helped the guy I knew here was being a user of people -- someone had the lease on the apartment he lived in, just not him. Same for telephone, etc. He had access to plenty of stuff, but none of it was in his name. And stuff that was in his name, wasn't in his real name.


Nutty - Nov 07, 2005 8:46:09 am PST #1881 of 10006
"Mister Spock is on his fanny, sir. Reports heavy damage."

I think that while "off the grid" mat literally mean "not on municipal power lines", it has generalized quite far, and can now be taken to mean "not signed up on anything that makes one findable." Which includes power grids, but also rental leases, driver's licenses, legal pay, bank records -- but you know, not necessarily the internet.

If your neighbors are not careful about their wireless, it's entirely possible to surf the internet without being on the grid. Weird.

(Of course, how you afforded a computer with a wireless modem, if you only ever get paid in cash, is another question, but let's posit it as so.)


Liese S. - Nov 07, 2005 8:48:55 am PST #1882 of 10006
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."

It's kinda like that for me. I had a devil of a time proving to anyone (delivery people, bank officials, license branch) that I lived in the state. Because the property I live on belongs to the church and we pay all our utility bills through them. The physical mail comes to an aggregate mailbox (we do all our normal business through the PO), so most official type organizations, including the phone company initially, refuse to believe that my house exists or that I could possibly be living in it.

It was very tempting to just disappear as an entity. But it makes for tedium in conducting normal business.


Daisy Jane - Nov 07, 2005 8:50:17 am PST #1883 of 10006
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

You have to have an SSN to do anything tax-related

Or an ITIN, which the IRS will gladly give you, cause you know, anyone who wants to pay taxes ought to be allowed.


flea - Nov 07, 2005 8:51:03 am PST #1884 of 10006
information libertarian

I think "fall between the cracks" is an American expression and "fall between the chairs" a Britishism. I certainly know non-Israelis who say it that way. I also like it, because it makes me think of cutthroat games of musical chairs.


tommyrot - Nov 07, 2005 8:56:40 am PST #1885 of 10006
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

it makes me think of cutthroat games of musical chairs.

Ooh! With pirates?


DavidS - Nov 07, 2005 8:59:42 am PST #1886 of 10006
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

She's still being extremely pretty.

Broken nose might solve that problem. ijs.


Aims - Nov 07, 2005 9:00:23 am PST #1887 of 10006
Shit's all sorts of different now.

I wish you as much peace as is possible. In fact, a little bit more.

Thanks, babe.


sarameg - Nov 07, 2005 9:01:28 am PST #1888 of 10006

Until they make DVDs and Internet access available off the grid, I'm so not interested.

For the former, the Kmart parking lot, that sketchy looking explorer. For the latter, steal other people's wireless! So easy!

The Government always had a hard time with my uncle's location. See, it's in Minnesota. But until very recently, the mailing address was a three building town in South Dakota because that was the nearest postal distribution point. So you could address something to Uncle Lastname, Ward, SD and it would get to him. Heck, we used to address stuff to Uncle Charlie and Aunt Red and it would get to them.

Now they have an honest to goodness street address, house number, street name, everything. And it isn't even a Farm Road address.

The really funny part is, no one can remember it, because no one local uses the newfangled address system to give directions.