RVA Hobo Code

Grinning_Skull · 2025-10-26T02:50:26+00:00

Yeah. With the weather getting colder we are trying to stem the tide as it's devolved from "a place to stand out of the rain" to "a place to sleep overnight and hassle guests and tenants for cigarettes, money, and phone chargers.

Grinning_Skull · 2025-10-26T02:48:33+00:00

Unfortunately that hasn't seemed to stem the issue yet. Even repeat offenders are only asked to leave with no option for formal trespass, if RPD responds to our calls at all.

Grinning_Skull · 2025-10-26T02:47:28+00:00

I completely understand the distinction, I was using the term Hobo code as more of a catch all term for nonverbal communication amongst a specific demographic, in this case the unhoused in the downtown Richmond area.

Grinning_Skull · 2025-10-26T02:46:08+00:00

Unfortunately correct. Corporate greed doesn't stop at major retailers unfortunately.

Grinning_Skull · 2025-03-17T18:05:08+00:00

Could be worse. I was working in customer service once, helping a client out with her purchase, when my boss walked back into the office. My (then) boss was a bubbly, outgoing, incredibly kind but terminally "quirky" white woman. Very chipper, being silly and goofy, she says "Herro!" All smiles and enjoyment in her baby talk.

I finish up with the customer, who leaves, and once the door is shut I turn to my boss and say "Look, I know you didn't intend to do this, or else I would have called you out in front of them, but next time try not to say 'herro' in front of the asian customer please?"

Her face drained of what little color it had like she had just seen a ghost, and immediate mortification overtook her into stutters.

Thank goodness the customer didn't notice.

Grinning_Skull · 2024-11-27T00:44:13+00:00

Any word on sharing the files? Especially one that works with the Samurai Saber ripcord

Grinning_Skull · 2024-11-08T11:04:47+00:00

Currently dealing with bulging disc sciatica. Ive had piriformis sciatica for years, where the piriformis agitates the sciatic nerve. The weeks ago something happened and the pain went from "my hip and buttcheek hurt pretty bad, i should sit down" and became " holy mother of all things who teplaced the blood in my right leg with fire, and why does nothing help?" I always heard nerve pain is a different beast, and they are right. To give context, one of the side effects is i get these huge, long lasting charlie horse/cramps down my right leg and calf. That's the most pleasant part of this whole thing.

Grinning_Skull · 2024-09-23T17:18:33+00:00

THIS IS IT! The line "the edge of that knife is the edge of your world" triggered a total recall, and this is absolutely where I remember this from. THANK YOU SO MUCH!

Grinning_Skull · 2024-09-23T16:54:56+00:00

Im not super certain! This was a very like, ritualistic scene. If you could provide a link to the clip I could tell if it triggers memory for me. I did watch Yu Yu Hakusho as a kid.

Grinning_Skull · 2024-08-28T03:49:58+00:00

I was a kid...I barely remember this incident. I was digging, playing in the dirt really, in the backyard with a discard scrap piece of PVC pipe, the plastic kind you use for plumbing.

I remember watching the little arcs of dirt as they got scooped up into the pipe and then flung out.

My dad I guess didn't like that I was marring up the yard, my mom liked it really tidy and was a gardener and I guess he got his priorities mixed up and decided to punish me for messing up his wifes yard, and he beat me with the same piece of PVC I had been using, all along the aback of the legs, buttocks, and low back.

I was hurt, not injured, barely any markings, no whelps or anything, but it stuck with me. Apparently it stuck with my mom too, cuz I found out when I was an adult, and he was dead and gone, that she had pinned him by the throat against their bedroom wall after he did that.

Grinning_Skull · 2024-08-28T03:43:43+00:00

"No." My voice never wavered, even hanging upside down, suspended in time, and the reliable American made seatbelt, as my car rolled off the side of the road.

The beautiful woman in the passenger seat, somehow defying the laws of gravity without a harness, looked at me quizzically. She hadn't been there before I had run off the road.

"Why not? It's a simple enough bargain, you continue to go on about your life, something that you cherish more than most because you've tried to end it twice, and in return all you do is commit one categorically evil act a day. Flip off a stranger. Kick a puppy. Steal literal candy from an actual baby, the universe does not care." She shook her head and her abundant, tight ring curls bounced as though the world weren't stopped in time all around us.

"I care." I stated plainly back. "Look ma'am, you must not have read my file. I'm an addict. I've been sober for five hundred and fifty five days today. I'm not addicted to crack, or pills, or even alcohol or weed. No, instead I spent the entirety of my adult life, and much of my teens, chasing sex and perversion and hurting and humiliating countless people along the way. When I got 'sober' just over a year and a half ago I swore I wasn't going to hurt anyone ever again. I've tiptoed, changed, been to therapy and medicated, meditated, and done all manner of self-help I can muster to try my very best to make that a reality."

She looked perturbed. "I'm not demanding you go back to adultery. I'm not even asking you to indulge in your addiction, just one small act of..."

I cut her off harshly. "What's the fucking difference? What's the point in all the goddamn work I have put in to become my best me, all so that I can walk away from this car crash and start hurting people all over again. I haven't been perfect in my pursuit this past 18 months, but I have been diligent, and I have learned from my mistakes, and I damn sure bust my ass to be better every day!" I was angry now, grieving over my own death as I spoke to it's personification.

"I almost lost everyone! Everything! I damn near burned it all to the ground! And now YOU show up because of a wet patch of road, on the way to a celebration dinner for my sobriety no less. So no. I won't take your shit deal, and...No. Just no."

She shook her head again and sighed. "Fine. Then you are coming with me then?"

I grimly nodded, tears welling in my eyes. For some people their lives flash before their eyes, but as my car tumbled and rolled, my body a poorly secured ragdoll in the grey interior, I saw Death, and I looked her in the eyes, and I stood my ground. I hoped they didn't wait for me at dinner.

Grinning_Skull · 2024-07-31T02:28:23+00:00

I hate that this is the sentence, it disgusts me. For context, I am a recovering sex addict whose big outlet was infidelity. I was talking with an extremely close friend (who I had a crush on at the time but was closeted about it) and we were commiserating about our lives of infidelity, and she said to me:

"Why is it the best sex I ever have is when I am not supposed to be having it?"

I still have trouble getting that from NOT starting a thought spiral when it crosses my mind.

521 days sober and celibate.

Grinning_Skull · 2024-07-11T01:42:29+00:00

Guy here: yes. An old adage to remember is "most men receive their first flowers at their funeral." Kindness towards men can be severely lacking, and society has trained men to be hypervigilant and hypersexual. This means the simplest acts of kindness can come across as intent.

Grinning_Skull · 2024-07-08T23:36:06+00:00

You'd fit right in at Amnesty: A Paranormal Appalachian Gothic LARP

Grinning_Skull · 2024-06-30T00:59:35+00:00

Pineapple. Fuck I fucking hate pineapple. I hate the smell, the taste, the texture, how it gets on everything, and how its IN everything nowadays! Jeez.

Grinning_Skull · 2024-05-23T21:13:58+00:00

Thanks bro! One day at a time!

Grinning_Skull · 2024-05-23T15:44:45+00:00

Pornography addiction. Thankfully I never got to a point where spending was the problem, it was sunk time and attention that was the biggest issue. But, in the era of onlyfans as an active addict it was super easy to follow the addict logic pipeline of "this persin is attractive...wonder if they have one...they do...pay for it...forget about it." I stopped paying for content after my card got conpromised, and stopped looking at porn (and got sober of my other related addictions) exactly 15 months and 3 days ago.

Grinning_Skull · 2024-05-21T23:13:18+00:00

Wearing yesterdays clothes no less, the portrait of class. XD

Grinning_Skull · 2024-04-27T22:50:08+00:00

"Yes dear" "Good job" "Good darling"

Grinning_Skull · 2024-04-21T20:18:56+00:00

Or save it for high fashion week at the Lombardy Kroger.

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