Long days and silent nights

Good lord.

My ideas of a delectable space to rant political thoughts is out the bloody window. I'm just going to have to deal with the disappointment.

This week has been nothing if not eventful, and its only Thursday.

We had tornadoes in Lansing over the weekend. One said tornado decided it would be a delicious idea to deposit a 3 foot diameter tree on my neighbors house... and then for shits have it hit mine too.

See Nicodemus. See Nicodemus rolling in laughter....

...Yeah I don't see it either.

My roof is FUCKED. Hard. A 500lbs branch BOUNCED from my neighbors and careened onto my roof like it was an Olympic high diver going for the gold. The damage, now that I've clamored up there, is complete and utter devastation. I almost shed a tear.


...Until I realized the insurance payout would be huge. Then I found myself wishing it had just crushed the fucking house.

Unfortunately... said tree decided to throw me a bone, and rip my Electrical mast from the house. For those that don't know what that is, you can think of it as the main backbone of your electricity, the buffer between the pole wire and the wiring that goes to your breaker and home.

Yeah. So regulations say it can't be on the ground... even if its still secure and enclosed.

Have I ever mentioned that government regulation in private life is an awful idea and those in favor should be kicked in the groin? Consider it brought up.

So I have "no" power as a result. Which of course, being as I'm typing this from the home, means I found a way around it. Specifically by climbing two stories, popping a screen out of a broken window, and stealing electricity from my delightful neighbors home.... which is empty.

Internet and food storage issue solved. Hooray!

That doesn't even begin to cover it all....

So when I left my house on Sunday due to a fantastic prior loss of power, to go mingle and mince with the family in Okemos, the house was fine. Minus the huge tree in the front yard, and on my fucking roof that is.

Yeah. Came back to a break in. Lost a good deal of DVDs and electronics to said break in. Plus I gained a spectacular amount of pain in the rib area. I'm not going to go into public disclosure of all that, suffice to say, I was rather pissed.


All in all, this brings me to my disenchantment with Lansing, and Michigan in general....
My family has an awful lot of land here. 200 acres up north, a nice island away from it all in the Georgian Bay... There's a lot of places that are wonderful retreats, and I'd hate to give them all up.......... but I don't know if I can take this state.

This wretched town, and dreary continence of people, sludging through life single-mindedly.
I don't know what I was thinking buying the house. Probably trying to prove something to someone... And I still will I suppose. Its MY damn house, and I'll still enjoy it. But the dream is gone. Lansing holds no hope for me, and no attachment will be strong enough to make me stay.

No relationship will be pursued... no friendship too sacred...


It's time for me to leave this place. I've dallied far too long, lax in my efforts for improvement.

Its dark now. Houses are entirely different when nothing works in them, not even the smallest of lights.

Take care to be safe in the dark, for it is where evil takes solace.
Nicodemus