r/corpus

Hello! Today is my last day in corpus. My wife and I have done the like "top things to do" like blue ghost, aquarium, whataburger field. I was wondering if any of you all knew maybe something not too long to do thats interesting in the area? Before we leave.

I have been seeing videos online of marches proclaiming 'death to America' and 'the United States will become ours'

It got me wondering...how many people would be open to joining a patriotism march that boasts our love for this country and rejects/denies the undermining of this nation's beliefs and values.

I will add: the intention of this march would not be to solely reject and rebuke Muslim practice/islam. I believe in the freedom to practice religion. However, I do not support anyone who states violent claims towards my country or my personal faith. The march would be centered towards rebuking aggresive plans for penetrating and overthrowing our government, along with the violent dialogue the radicals use regarding our nation.

What’s going on y’all, I was just curious about the massive Hut 8 Beacon Point AI data center out near Robstown/Highway 44. Are any of you out there doing site prep, dirt work, or construction right now?
If you’re working on the site or know what's actually happening on the ground drop a comment or shoot me a message. I would love to know what stage they're really at, and where they’re getting the water that is needed for construction for this Hyper Scale AI data center, because a facility of this size will need around 15 to 25 million gallons of water for the construction alone.

Hi! I’m not saying my name just to make sure that if it’s actually Jake he can prove it!

I had a really hard upbringing, with two parents that were never really parents. They were very in and out of my life, especially my mom. Jake was the first parent (yes step parents count) that made me feel like I was cared for, respected, and loved. Even at 2-5 years old I noticed the difference between how he treated me and how my birth mom did. He was my stepdad from 2002-2005. It may not seem very significant but it meant and means the world to me. When I lived with him in Corpus Christi he would bring me toy sheep from his work which I believe was a mattress store. He would buy me my favorite cookie cereal, and he was really good to my birth mom who took him like almost everyone in her life for granted.

He paid for my preschool, I’ll never forget that. He put a roof over our heads and welcomed us into his family. I became best friends with his nephew B.

He moved to Milwaukie, Oregon from Corpus Christi, Texas in either 2005 or 2006 after him and my mom broke up to stay in my life. My mom stopped letting me see him, she took a lot from me my whole life. And it must have been really hard for him, to uproot his life for his step daughter just to have her taken away.

Jake if you see this, I really hope we can connect. I want to thank you for taking care of me, if it wasn’t for you I don’t know where I would be. If you don’t want to connect I hope you take this as a token of gratitude. I will never take what you did for us for granted and I thought of you for many years growing up. I had that picture of us at chuckie cheese until I was about 9. As an adult now, at the age you were when you became a step father to a two year old, I just want to show appreciation.

A few things I want you to know even if we don’t speak:
- i have an amazing adopted family now (I was put in their custody at 15 and they adopted me)
-im very artistic still, I remember you trying to teach me how to color lightly with colored pencils and how to stay in the lines
-I have two cats and I have a great boyfriend
-I’m safe and happy
- I pray for you

If you know a Jake (I can’t remember his last name) that fits this timeline and is probably 6ft at least and white. Please please send this to him. Thank you. I’ll be posting this on a Corpus Christi forum as well

If Jake reaches out to me please respond with my name, my mom’s name, and the name of dog we had.

Hi! I'm not saying my name just to make sure that if it's actually Jake he can prove it!

I had a really hard upbringing, with two parents that were never really parents. They were very in and out of my life, especially my mom. Jake was the first parent (yes step parents count) that made me feel like I was cared for, respected, and loved. Even at 2-5 years old I noticed the difference between how he treated me and how my birth mom did. He was my stepdad from 2002-2005. It may not seem very significant but it meant and means the world to me.

When I lived with him in Corpus Christi he would bring me toy sheep from his work which I believe was a mattress store. He would buy me my favorite cookie cereal, and he was really good to my birth mom who took him like almost everyone in her life for granted.
He paid for my preschool, l'll never forget that.

He put a roof over our heads and welcomed us into his family. I became best friends with his nephew B.

He moved to Milwaukie, Oregon from Corpus Christi, Texas in either 2005 or 2006 after him and my mom broke up to stay in my life. My mom stopped letting me see him, she took a lot from me my whole life. And it must have been really hard for him, to uproot his life for his step daughter just to have her taken away.

Jake if you see this, I really hope we can connect. I want to thank you for taking care of me, if it wasn't for you I don't know where I would be. If you don't want to connect I hope you take this as a token of gratitude. I will never take what you did for us for granted and I thought of you for many years growing up. I had that picture of us at chuckie cheese until | was about 9. As an adult now, at the age you were when you became a step father to a two year old, I just want to show appreciation.

A few things I want you to know even if we don't speak:
-i have an amazing adopted family now (I was put in their custody at 15 and they adopted me)
-im very artistic still, I remember you trying to teach me how to color lightly with colored pencils and how to stay in the lines
-I have two cats and I have a great boyfriend
I'm safe and happy
-I pray for you
If you know a Jake (I can't remember his last name) that fits this timeline and is probably 6ft at least and white. Please please send this to him. Thank you. I'II be posting this on a Corpus Christi forum as well
If Jake reaches out to me please respond with my name, my mom's name, and the name of dog we had.

Hi I’m going to visit for a couple days and would love recommendations on what to do and places to eat?

Thank you!

I want to meet with science minded individuals looking to help me with a science/ chemistry project. It's the real deal, no drugs or anything like that. But have a long way to do this project, so start a friendship that can be chill, and hold a conversation. I'm 47 yrs old and just Platonic science nerds friends. I'm a bit different than a normal person and don't want to describe everything about me on here. If this project is successful, it could be life changing if it works. If not, than it's any day of the week. I don't care if you're younger or older, as long as you can hold a conversation, contribute to the project and a chill person.

I guess it started with the giant Trump banners the year he lost. It’s a corner lot, and the guy who presumably owns it keeps it like the mausoleum of a saint.

 

We had a little relationship at first, normal neighbor stuff during which he complained that Corpus used to be a nice town, but “new” people moved in. Brownly ones I eventually deduced.

 

I walked the dog, the guy got pissed, we had words, it was an eff off moment and I was done with him I thought. Generally, I avoided the place or was lucky enough to pass by when he wasn’t there, but this morning I forgot, and there he was in all his ass-holiness hand watering the lawn. The water conservation watering day wasn’t good enough for him.

 

The dog sniffed a palm tree, he came over and sprayed the dog, the dog moved. We went along, the dog sniffed at a dirt clod. The same old bullshit story that had happened years ago.

“I don’t shit and piss on your property.” The dog hadn’t done either, maybe a scent spot. This makes no difference in his argument.

 

So there he is, all balled up in anger. Fists clenched, belly bump mode, like a fucking gun-slinger, ordering me to do this and that, none necessary. Yell, threat, scream order. I got out the hammer. I just wanted him to know I had it.

We were 20 feet apart. I can’t even throw one that far, and now he had been threatened with a hammer, he claimed. He was gonna call the cops. “I’d take ya with the hammer.” He was trying to entice me into making the first move.

 

“I’m 82, I can’t survive a fight, I’d only have a one-percent chance of winning even with the hammer, but I would have a chance, and you won’t do shit." was my reasoning. Eventually the dog decided it was time to go. He always decides.

So that’s it. But I’ve always wondered how that guy got the sidewalks replaced on both sides of a corner lot during the recent street renovations. No one else did.