Friday, May 20, 2011
Random photos of the flooding in Flushing, Mi on May 19, 2011. I found it particularly funny that the local outdoor pool had little water and a sump pump attached, and the parking lot to the pool had more water than the pool itself. I tried to chase down the duckie, but hubby got there first. No close up. :( The river thru Flushing is usually pretty laid back and the River Walk follows along the meander of water. Old man Flint River had a mind of his own this spring day. Flood stage is expected to crest sometime Saturday night. All the trees in the "river" are usually on land. Some dry summers an island appears in the middle and kids boat or swim out to it. Not today!
Thursday, May 19, 2011
These photos were taken at Mott Golf Course in Flint, Michigan just west of Kettering University (formally General Motors Institute). Taken from a vantage point west of Bradley (the Hills so many of us moan and groan about during the Crim 10 Mile Road Race each August) and on dryer ground, there were many still trodding the walking path that lines the flooded areas.
Since I only WATCH golf and don't actually play, I can't tell you where you would be on the course at this point. The river itself is not that wide. The course is not open because of budget problems in the city but it is the 5 mile mark of the Crim, so you think you are almost done. You just forgot the hills come next!
The bridge to where?
Many years ago, this point of view (the actual street) was underwater, so this is NOT the worst flooding I have seen in this area. There wasn't a walking path at that time.
This is actually a replacement bridge from a years ago rotted away span. The water at this point was pretty calm compared to what I saw in Flushing later in the day.
Everything sure greened up with all this rain. This was about 7PM so the sun came out a bit to help show off the beautiful trees. If I were a golfer, I would have probably hit my balls many times into these beauties.
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Saturday, May 07, 2011
I have had the same phone number since I moved into this home in 1978. I still have a home phone. However, I don't use it . The biggest reason I still have the phone is for Internet. I recently found out I don't need to have a home phone for Internet and will be cancelling it. But the biggest of the big reasons I don't use my home phone is it rings night and day, with telemarketers, bill collectors, and for a while, relatives who left nasties as messages. I used to just turn it off and leave the machine on to pick up the messages, but after one fitful night of constant clicking on for every message, I just unplugged it.
Those bill collectors are not calling for me. I have always paid my bills on time and if I had a problem, I would call the business or company reps and explain to them what was holding me back and work something out. No, these collectors and scammers and spammers and even legit companies, are calling for my brother, my sister (dead), my mom (dead), and my dad (dead). My family and death is in reverse order by age and demise. My brother is still alive and probably working on some scheme to finagle money or some service out of someone, just as he did to the three who died. The companies he screwed over can figure it out for themselves. I did report him to several and still the lies and cheating went on. They all deserve each other. Sadly we, as consumers get this passed down to us in higher fees. I could write a book on my family and in fact am, for another day.
But my brother gave MY phone number as the contact number. He gave MY address as the contact address. Thank god he didn't have access to my social security number. I got to the point where my phone ringing put a huge knot in my stomach. I don't even want to keep my cell phone and get that same feeling when it rings. Then that pit in the stomach also comes about when my door bell rings, or a knock tap tap tap on the front glass. Process servers were coming to my home looking for the three dead or the one living. No amount of telling them to go away or explanation on phone or at the door changes anything. The phone still rings, the doorbell still chimes and the letters still pile into my mailbox.
I am registered at the Do Not Call lists, I have returned the letters to the Post Office marked "no such person lives here", I leave a note on the door to leave packages but don't ring the bell, and still it goes on and on. I even went so far as to contact one of the lawyers who was sending mail to my sister and told him to cease and desist...guess what? I got a letter in the box last week that my sister is part of a class action-now get this-for a lawsuit against a phone solicitor! Bwa ha ha! Should that not be ME as the recipient?
So the reason I am writing this tonight is I came across this excellent script for when a telemarketer won't give up and what YOU should do....PRINT THIS OUT and read it and keep it by your phone. Keep a pen and write all the info down with dates etc. Be calm when speaking to the offenders-and don't let them do to you what this whole 2 decade long oppression has done to me.
I never liked phones-growing up I would just as soon have written a letter or made a quick date and hung up. Maybe it's because my sister beat on me for "hogging" the phone for 30 seconds. Maybe it's because the phone always brought bad or sad news. I'd rather talk to people in person so I can see their faces. Nothing has changed in my 50 plus years. I just wish I had parts of MY life back.