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When I first opened my old computer repair shop, it was a part time weekend and evening thing, a one man operation. To this end, I bought an old service station which had been converted to a pizza shop, both businesses of which were defunct. I bought it for a song, and converted it to an office/workshop. With more success came larger digs.I have, however, held on to it. Maintainence on it is minimal, taxes on it are a pittance, and it’s pretty puny so I really can’t unload it. Utilities, for the time I spend there, amount to less than $150 a month. There’s no grass to speak of there (out back, there’s a 3 foot wide strip next to the alley which I have pretty much deliberately killed and gravelled.) No phone, no internet, a couch with a hideabed, a desk, a john - it’s my writing hideaway. No distractions. Just a little hole in the wall in a little hamlet.Imagine my surprise when I go there the other night and find that there are people parked there. The only other place open at that hour was the bar a block and a half down. Whatever. I’m just there for a couple files of old stories kept in the safe I had installed when I got it, and to store the [new] master backups for my home computer network.(Always, ALWAYS, keep your backups off-site!)As I walked in, I had opportunity to look at the bumpers of the cars parked there.“Obama ‘08.†“Hope. Change.†“Obama/Biden.†All three cars belonging to LIBERALS. One loaded down with pithy little bumpersticker philosophies that Liberals so love.On my ****ing property.Read the rest here
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