im realising that haha. I guess i have the luxery of viewing it from an international lens though. Given the rates here, in looking to relocate stateside, the sales tax rate doesnt really play a factor for me but that isnt discounting its importance. I guess if i was coming from a place that had maginally low rates to a region with higer rates it would be a cause of concern and pondering. I mean there are places stateside like Texas and Seattle where there is no individual income tax and sales taxes are around 9-10% thats absolutely eye popping for me once you take into account the cheapness of housing and cost of living compared to here.
Thinking of Moving Back home to Sac - Tell me why I should, and shouldn't
- Thread starter The Hammer
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MOVING DOWN ON THURSDAY!
Got a room rented in midtown, across the street from the Bee!
Have a job interview selling trenchless sewer systems on Friday!
Many other carpentry job offers as back up plans!
Getting a tow hitch put on my 91 Benz 420 (that I just bought) so I can haul a small trailer of my stuff!
I will see you all very soon!
Got a room rented in midtown, across the street from the Bee!
Have a job interview selling trenchless sewer systems on Friday!
Many other carpentry job offers as back up plans!
Getting a tow hitch put on my 91 Benz 420 (that I just bought) so I can haul a small trailer of my stuff!
I will see you all very soon!
You realize we are holding you to this. We would prefer it to be before the opening night game this year, with tickets provided to everyone that shows! 
Seriously, though. Congrats!
Seriously, though. Congrats!
Do they still have mornings
in Sacramento?
Will I be able to have,
and feel
a slow time, bright
and mine
I think there will still be
places
and moments
and regular things.
I know there are trees,
cause I've been before,
and remember
the river
and floating cotton in the air.
I never worried,
about the Sun in Sacramento,
I knew it was there,
and somehow knew
it would always
be waiting
if I ever came back.
And people
will be there too.
After twenty years gone I hear
how I talk,
when I hear them.
The subtle inflection
manner of speech
feels like a key
Some, when I meet them
will feel, with weird feelings
like parts of myself I have
been avoiding
Some will feel
like the sun
and others
like new parts
I forgot
in Sacramento?
Will I be able to have,
and feel
a slow time, bright
and mine
I think there will still be
places
and moments
and regular things.
I know there are trees,
cause I've been before,
and remember
the river
and floating cotton in the air.
I never worried,
about the Sun in Sacramento,
I knew it was there,
and somehow knew
it would always
be waiting
if I ever came back.
And people
will be there too.
After twenty years gone I hear
how I talk,
when I hear them.
The subtle inflection
manner of speech
feels like a key
Some, when I meet them
will feel, with weird feelings
like parts of myself I have
been avoiding
Some will feel
like the sun
and others
like new parts
I forgot
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Thank you! I arrived late last night, and my new roommate had saved me some pot roast.
Along with a full carload of stuff, most of it fairly neatly packed into plastic totes, I had a small green army issue ammo tin of sports cards that someone had recently given me as part of a trade. Just now I took them to a sports card shop in midtown. Although there were many famous and Hall of Fame level players, I didn't expect them to be worth much at all, and I was right. The nice guy eventually gave me $5 for the lot, save for a few more valuable ones I'll try to sell on Ebay. He was going to pass the deal on to one of his regular kids, same price, $5.
With a crisp $5 bill in hand, on a classic sunny fall day here in Sac, I decided to attempt a random act of kindness: drive around until I found a homeless person or person in need, and give the five dollar bill away. I do this for fun sometimes. I'm pretty sure I do it for selfish reasons: I simply enjoy the feeling it gives me to give a bit of money to someone I have no connection to, other than in that moment.
With all due respect to folks having financial or other difficulties, and, to whoever complained about Sacramento being "full of homeless people" or "past it's prime", after several wandering laps around midtown and downtown (caught a glimpse of the arena!), I returned home to my small shared apartment in Land Park, unable to accomplish my mission. I'm oddly disappointed.
Driving around Sacramento, looking for a homeless person to give money to (I'm sure there are some, I just didn't readily see any), allows one to see our city in a unique light. People are thriving. People are working. People are walking. People are not uptight. People are not frantic (except for the expected few cell phone talkers crossing a street).
I decided to do another experiment. In my car, right now, parked across the street, with my car unlocked, sits that crisp $5 bill, in fairly plain view to someone walking by. If it gets taken, I will be happy. If it sits undisturbed indefinitely, I'll be content.
Along with a full carload of stuff, most of it fairly neatly packed into plastic totes, I had a small green army issue ammo tin of sports cards that someone had recently given me as part of a trade. Just now I took them to a sports card shop in midtown. Although there were many famous and Hall of Fame level players, I didn't expect them to be worth much at all, and I was right. The nice guy eventually gave me $5 for the lot, save for a few more valuable ones I'll try to sell on Ebay. He was going to pass the deal on to one of his regular kids, same price, $5.
With a crisp $5 bill in hand, on a classic sunny fall day here in Sac, I decided to attempt a random act of kindness: drive around until I found a homeless person or person in need, and give the five dollar bill away. I do this for fun sometimes. I'm pretty sure I do it for selfish reasons: I simply enjoy the feeling it gives me to give a bit of money to someone I have no connection to, other than in that moment.
With all due respect to folks having financial or other difficulties, and, to whoever complained about Sacramento being "full of homeless people" or "past it's prime", after several wandering laps around midtown and downtown (caught a glimpse of the arena!), I returned home to my small shared apartment in Land Park, unable to accomplish my mission. I'm oddly disappointed.
Driving around Sacramento, looking for a homeless person to give money to (I'm sure there are some, I just didn't readily see any), allows one to see our city in a unique light. People are thriving. People are working. People are walking. People are not uptight. People are not frantic (except for the expected few cell phone talkers crossing a street).
I decided to do another experiment. In my car, right now, parked across the street, with my car unlocked, sits that crisp $5 bill, in fairly plain view to someone walking by. If it gets taken, I will be happy. If it sits undisturbed indefinitely, I'll be content.
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