space for lease

His wife costs tax payers millions by refusing to move into the White House. The Secret Service is looking into leasing space in Trump Tower…. Think about that. We have to pay for Trump’s security to buy space in Trump’s building because his wife refuses to move.

He costs the taxpayers millions with each trip to Mar-a-Lago, his resort, where people pay lots of money to stay where he stays and take pictures with Trump’s security detail who carries the nuclear codes. It also costs the city’s police department thousands in overtime pay.

All this profiting off the office might only make me pissed off, and not nauseous with rage, if he wasn’t such a damned hypocrite on top of it all.

Moving is so unbelievably stressful. Like you think you’ve got everything ready, and you’ve started packing way ahead of time, and you’ve already mapped out the floor plan for all your furniture.

But then you finally get to see the actual apartment you’ll be living in and not the one next door to it. And you realize after doing lots of measuring and math that the apartment you’re supposed to get is 10% smaller than it’s supposed to be. So now you’re waiting to hear back on whether or not the management company will knock 10% off your rent to cover the lack of space. ALL THE WHILE your meticulous floor plan is now entirely useless, and you might not be able to actually fit all your stuff in the apartment, and if you can, it’ll be tight and uncomfortable. And everything is a mess, and I want to cry.


As of October 2016, Tokyo Dome Prism Stone is back and it’s better than EVER!

Before it was actually a “PriPara Character Shop” but now it’s reopened as a Prism Stone and has a lot of Pretty Rhythm stuff. (You have King of Prism to thank!!) It also has a Creamy Mami section that may almost be bigger than the PriPara section. Two Pretty Rhythm machines and four PriPara (not shown).

Space for Lease!

Need a place to host an event? Sadly the housing situation on Balmung, and FFXIV as a whole, is far from ideal. There are many FC’s and linkshells without housing that have plans and dreams of hosting public roleplay events, or groups with access to housing but still not enough space for the scale they desire.

The officers of House Cahernaut have decided to open our doors to the public. Have an event idea and need the space? Our large house in the Goblet is available for use. This is a service that is free of charge*, and we hope to help smaller companies and organizations fulfill their desires of hosting public events for all of the server to enjoy. We are willing to redecorate all of the space available to better suit your needs, indoors and out.

You may contact me in-game on Yael Cahernaut, or on discord at Yael#7142, with questions or to discuss the planning of an event your group would like to host.

*Using our space is free of charge. Though if redecorating is needed, and we do not already have the items required, we may ask for assistance in purchasing the furnishing items needed to fit the theme of your event.

The stacks at the magnificent Mercantile Library in Cincinnati, where I did an event last night. Seriously, if you live within driving distance of Cincinnati, can spare $55 per year, and like books, you should be a member.

Two excellent details:
1) The library has a 10,000 year lease on the space
2) That lease is renewable.

Chasing Thursdays (1/2)

So like every other time I’m supposed to be writing something else, this idea popped up and wouldn’t leave me be. It was supposed to be a one shot (I swore to oubliette14 it wouldn’t get over 10,000 words. She knew I was lying. I swore I wasn’t. She was right.) but when it got to be 14,000 words I decided to split it. Part 2 will go up in a few days. Many thanks to both kliomuse and oubliette14 for encouraging me to not stick to what I should have been doing and giving this a once-over prior to posting! 

Summary: Elsa has no desire to follow in her politician mother’s footsteps and Emma wants to quit working at Granny’s. They decide to open Frozen and take advantage of the summer tourist season, but Emma doesn’t count on their neighbor, tattoo artist Killian Jones, showing up every single Thursday. 

Rating: M 


It started with Elsa.

The very first day they looked at the space, a cheerful For Lease sign in the window, they had barely gotten out of the car before Elsa was grinning. Her friend pointed across the street with an arched brow. “We’d have great company,” she said with a sly smile, nodding at the sign stretched across the opposite building.

When Emma only stared at her mutely, Elsa shook her head, blonde braid tumbling over her shoulder. “Really? I couldn’t get Anna to shut up about it for almost three weeks after they ran that piece in the paper.”

“You know I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Emma glanced back over her leather-clad shoulder, eyes tracing the delicate swoop of the lettering. Second Star to the Right appeared to be a tattoo shop – the swirling paint on the front glass even proclaimed it to be so.

“The guy who owns it was on one of those tattoo shows. I have it on good authority he’s rather attractive.” Elsa waggled her brows, laughing at Emma’s eye roll. “C’mon, I know you don’t watch a lot of TV, but everyone was talking about him a few months ago.”

“I don’t know that I’d ever put your sister and authority in the same sentence. And isn’t she engaged?” she asked, ignoring the jab. Emma didn’t have a whole lot of time for TV – what little free time she did have she preferred to spend reading down by the ocean or stretched out in the park. Or hiking. Or really anything that didn’t involve someone else’s screwed up version of “reality” broadcast for the masses.

“Yep.” Elsa smiled ruefully, folding her arms and leaning back against the glass of the retail space they were hoping to call their own, if the realtor ever showed up. “But that doesn’t seem to stop her from gushing.”

Emma rolled her eyes again, thankful when she spotted the black Mercedes barreling down the road straight toward them. “Well, let’s not base our decision on your sister’s opinion of the neighbors. Your decision, I mean.”

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Been getting asked quite a bit and it’s a huge blessing to be asked this question because of the desire to be apart of it.

When is the Soda Parlor Opening?

Good Question and a valid one! Follow me to the next sentence. I wanted so badly for it to be open this summer but many times no matter how hard you want something to happen something always seems to pop up the darkness reaches of the universe. So what popped up? Yet again good question! Skip down to the next paragraph!

All the support beams under where the shop were rotted out so they are having to completely repair this before moving on to the rest of the build out. On top of this other spaces/businesses apparently signed their lease before us so right now were just waiting for our space to really start getting worked on. It is behind schedule but only on a schedule of my hopes and desires. We have constantly been working on it and we have all the counters, tables, bar tops, cabinets built! Ready to be installed we are just waiting for that point in the build out to bring everything in. When that point comes it won’t take to long. 

When can we expect it to be open?

Can I say your questions as of late have been flawless! Many cheerful slaps on the back to you!

My guess is it’s going to be Fall now. Which at first I hung my head low at this but then I realized Fall is the best season to ever to fall between summer and winter. This thing will happen! Just delayed a bit but you just have to take these things in stride and not dwell on what can not be helped. Once this thing starts getting work on big time it will make opening it all the sweeter. 

This year has been a tuff one but were planning on making 2015 an amazing year. :) So sit tight it’s still happening! 

I swear, guys, know your laws and rights as tenants in your states. Our ex landlord never gave us our deposit back when we moved out in May, despite contacting her multiple times. After about the 14th time calling and leaving a message, my husband received a series of texts claiming (wrongfully) that we damaged the property and she was considering taking us to small claims court to recoup losses for our mess. Thankfully I covered our asses beforehand and thankfully we’re not intimidated easily. Instead, she unknowingly just made life for herself very difficult, because attempting to threaten me only results in pissing me off.

 SO because sometimes landlords suck, here’s a good list of things to do when renting a place:

-READ YOUR LEASE AND FOLLOW IT TO THE LETTER. Know what utilities are included and what are not. Know the policies for repairs, bug spraying, renovating, etc. Following all rules and regulations in the contract will help keep the landlord off of your back, but it will also help you if you ever end up in court.

-KNOW YOUR RIGHTS AS TENANTS. For example, in the state of Tennessee, landlords must give tenants an itemized list of damages ten days prior to the termination of the lease so that the tenants can repair or refute any claims. If they do not do this, they are required by law to refund the entire deposit. BUT if you do not contact your landlord within 60 days to claim that deposit, you forfeit it. In most places, the landlord must respond to repair requests in 48 hours and any lapse in safe conditions (like air conditioning being out or a door not properly locking) is a direct violation of codes. 

-DOCUMENT EVERYTHING. Take pictures and make a list of any preexisting damage before you move in. Make sure this is signed and dated. Keep any and all contact you have with the landlord including requests for repairs and even something as simple as a thank you note for paying your rent early. Keep everything. I mean it. When you leave, photograph it all again. Wear and tear (paint, scuffs, etc) is normal and is not something that should be deducted from your deposit unless otherwise stated in your lease. Having proof of the condition of your space both before and after leasing will go a long way in court if it ever comes to that.

-DO NOT FULLY TRUST THAT THE LANDLORD WILL DO THE RIGHT THING UNTIL ALL IS SAID AND DONE. People suck. We were literally invited to Christmas parties with our landlord’s family and maintained a great relationship for three years before she pulled this crap. This is a business, and money talks. Even if you think they’re great people, cover your ass just in case.

-DON’T BE AFRAID TO STICK UP FOR YOURSELF AND DON’T LET THEM INTIMIDATE YOU. If a repair is taking too long, speak up. If you don’t receive a deposit back, ask why. In most states, tenants have more rights than landlords, so don’t let threats of taking you to court, etc stop you from fighting back.

The Goldberg Variation

He hasn’t been asleep that long when the call comes through, a little after one in the morning. As is typical of cases passed off by other field agents, it’s hard at first glance to say whether there’s an actual X-File here, and since he knows for a fact that Scully also went to bed just a short while ago – he only left her apartment some 90 minutes earlier – he opts to let her sleep. She can come join him in the morning if need be.

The Chicago field office has requisitioned him a charter flight so he can leave right away. (Gotta love that “Organized Crime Task Force” budget.) He debates grabbing an overnight bag but decides against it; ideally, this trip won’t take him more than a day, and if it turns into something bigger, Scully can always bring his bag up with her. He throws on a suit, calls a cab, and is settled in a seat on an otherwise-empty Learjet by 3am.

Unsurprisingly, he sleeps for the entire 2-hour flight.

In true FBI fashion, there is a great deal of “hurry up and wait” once he’s on the ground in Chicago. They’ve dragged him out of bed in the middle of the night, and now no one can seem to decide who’s supposed to brief him on the case. (Now he’s doubly glad that he didn’t wake Scully up for this.) He ends up dozing in a conference room until finally someone taps him on the shoulder, and he looks up blearily into the face of an agent who has got to be near retirement.

“Agent Mulder?”

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GENESYS and FSEC - a forgotten building’s forgotten past.

Located outside Gate 3 of Cape Canaveral Air Force Station lies a small cluster of seemingly obscure buildings set back from the main road. Now home to SpaceX’s Launch and Landing control, the Air Force Space and Missile History Center, and other aerospace company offices, the complex was once the only academic institution capable of serving the highly trained engineers working on the missile programs.

Thousands of highly educated engineers moved to the space coast throughout the 1950s. However, with the nearest university more than three hours away in Gainsville, academic facilities necessary to refine and further their studies were not readily available 

The University of Florida proposed a revolutionary way to maintain engineer’s skills while offering them advanced classes. Using a two way television system, students could participate in classes at the main university without making the drive to Gainsville. 

Known as the Graduate Engineering Education System, or GENESYS, a small campus was established just outside the main gate of Cape Canaveral Air Force Station in 1963. Three buildings housed classrooms and the infrastructure necessary for the closed-loop TV system. A larger, fourth building served as an auditorium.

GENESYS was the largest television educational system in the world at the time, and operated until its closure in 1974.

After a short few months of laying empty, the newly-created Florida Solar Energy Center leased the site for test operations. A research branch of the University of Central Florida, FSEC was established to research practical applications of solar energy. The photos above are from when the site was under FSEC ownership. Classrooms were converted to offices and laboratories, and multiple support buildings were constructed throughout the site,

FSEC moved out sometime in the mid 1990s, and the site laid dormant for many years. The complex was renovated in the mid 2000s when SpaceX and Space Florida leased the old classroom buildings for their operations. The Space and Missile History Center moved in the former auditorium building in 2010.

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"Laurie!" Peter screamed, ripping up chunks of rubble, trying to get to his girl. "Laurie!" He had never felt this panicked, this scared.

Send me your muse’s reaction to finding mine buried under burning rubble, unconscious.

Laurie had been tricked into going into a building, having believed it to be possible leasing space, but in truth, it was a trap. Whoever was behind this set it up, and the building was set to blow up into flames. Somewhat lucky, Laurie managed to have been in the basement, but the floor from above toppled down on top of her, leaving her unable to breathe, move, and with a pretty broken leg from impact. 

She couldn’t even hear the muffled noise of Peter’s voice as he screamed her name. The rubble buried her body, scalding her clothes and skin slightly.