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June 9, 2015 at 4:44 am (This post was last modified: June 9, 2015 at 4:44 am by Alex K.)
(June 5, 2015 at 2:07 pm)Chad32 Wrote:
(June 5, 2015 at 3:54 am)MrNoMorePropaganda Wrote: If you don't know who Ned Flanders is, he's the neighbour of the Simpsons family from the cartoon The Simpsons.
I actually wouldn't mind having Ned Flanders as a neighbour. I think he's a nice man. He'd be better than the neighbours I have at the moment, that's for sure.
The earlier Ned Flanders I'd be fine with. Later he kind of went crazy for a while, to the point where TV Tropes calls it Flanderization when a certain trait overshadows all others for a character.
Exactly! I was going to mention Flanderization if you hadn't. It's such a useful concept, and it happens all too often when writers are out of ideas.
The fool hath said in his heart, There is a God. They are corrupt, they have done abominable works, there is none that doeth good.
June 9, 2015 at 4:47 am (This post was last modified: June 9, 2015 at 4:53 am by Alex K.)
(June 5, 2015 at 8:04 am)Exian Wrote: I moved sometime before last winter, and now that the birds are out and the grass is growing, so are the neighbors, and I gotta tell you, they are the nicest shirts-off-their-backs people, but there's a strange, twilight-zone riding mower community.
These people literally never walk anywhere, they just drive to each others houses on their different suped-up mowers. And if one dude is mowing, then the other four are mowing, and then I have to mow (and its a two day affair with the size of our lawns). It's not even really unspoken. I groaned about it to Rick (the nice guy drunk...wait that doesnt narrow it down) and he kinda shared the same feeling, but it told me that it was indeed a "thing".
My first experience, I'm out there, and suddenly two mowers packed with people drive up to my backyard and they all introduce themselves. Now, I've got a gang of people planning to help me redo the barn roof, and the one guy already tilled the garden. Like I said, nice people, but I'm just not used to bing this neighborly, or having people drive to my backyard from theirs. And I think I like it.
One day I'm in my living room, when I see two mowers going down the road. I look out my other window to see what the commotion was. Wellll, wouldn't you know it! Ol' Rick got himself a spankin' new Cadet. He was surrounded by a veritable army of onlookers sitting on their rides as he unloaded it from the trailer, including Chuck, who has a small tractor with a huge deck and a plow bucket (the envy of the town, so I thought that wa kinda shitty for Rick). Then they all drove to a different neighbor's backyard and all took turns test driving it. I was happy for Rick, since I found out later he had been borrowing ONE OF Doug's mowers this whole time, but also I thought the scene was funny as hell.
It's weird and a little strange, but I kinda love my new neighborly neighborinos.
That is so adorable. I didn't know mowers are a viable means of transportation until we went upstate NY and were asking a group of locals about a hotel near the Finger Lakes. After the conversation, we had walked up the street a few hundred yards when one of the guys, who was exactly like I imagine the people you describe, came racing up to us with his hi-speed mower to give us some last useful bit of info they had forgotten to tell us. Very droll people with suspiciously fast lawn mowers.
The fool hath said in his heart, There is a God. They are corrupt, they have done abominable works, there is none that doeth good.
I didn't know it either, and it's not like I live on a old back road. It's a 50mph road, but it's nice and flat, and people are pretty respectful of the speed limit. I lived in the sticks at my last house, but the biggest difference was that the road was a 55mph State route, and it was hilly as fuck. Nobody in their right mind would try to walk across it, let alone drive a mower on it.
The other day, I went to the gas station around the corner, and a dude was there getting gas for his mower. I knew it was for his mower, because he drove his mower to the pump! Haha
I can't remember where this verse is from, I think it got removed from canon:
"I don't hang around with mostly men because I'm gay. It's because men are better than women. Better trained, better equipped...better. Just better! I'm not gay."
As far as neighbors go, it could be much worse, but his super bubbly personality would severely grate on me. He probably takes really good care of his lawn, too, and that would make mine look like shit.
I'm going to have to go with "not sure" and say that I'd have to go through a trial period before making a full decision.
Even if the open windows of science at first make us shiver after the cozy indoor warmth of traditional humanizing myths, in the end the fresh air brings vigor, and the great spaces have a splendor of their own - Bertrand Russell
