The Thread of Randomness. . .
Friday, 5:30. Almost there...
Actually, I think tonight will require a couple three of them, tipped in honor of one of my best high school buddies.
Dave died this week of a heart attack. Visitation service tonight; funeral tomorrow.
I'm too young to be burying classmates, dammit.
RIP & Godspeed, Dave. You are missed already.
Actually, I think tonight will require a couple three of them, tipped in honor of one of my best high school buddies.
Dave died this week of a heart attack. Visitation service tonight; funeral tomorrow.
I'm too young to be burying classmates, dammit.
RIP & Godspeed, Dave. You are missed already.
Damn. I need brakes for the E36 and Amazon had rear rotors for something like $7 each. Maybe $9. Cheap enough I needed something else to get free shipping so I didn't get them when I saw them. Now they're gone.
That's even better than when I got 4 rotors for the E39 for under a hundred. A guy at work with one about choked when I told him that after he paid $1200 for a full brake job at the dealer.
That's even better than when I got 4 rotors for the E39 for under a hundred. A guy at work with one about choked when I told him that after he paid $1200 for a full brake job at the dealer.
Walked out of the pub Sunday night to take a whizz at the tree line alongside. Slipped on some wet leaves at the top of what was a ten foot deep ravine falling backwards onto a tree stump and then sliding down into the darkness. I've got 4 cracked ribs and some serious skid marks. My favorite pair of Vans are wrecked as well.
Pics of said Vans and bandaged ribs or it didn't happen.oldskool wrote:Walked out of the pub Sunday night to take a whizz at the tree line alongside. Slipped on some wet leaves at the top of what was a ten foot deep ravine falling backwards onto a tree stump and then sliding down into the darkness. I've got 4 cracked ribs and some serious skid marks. My favorite pair of Vans are wrecked as well.
You can keep the pics of the skid marks, I'll take your word on that.
BTW, speaking of random acts of fecalness (fecality?) anyway...anyone seen the movies Bridesmaids?
If you haven't get it, fast forward to the scene where the girls are meeting at a Brazilian Rodizio and enjoy. Feel free to shut it off after the street scene in the wedding dress, everything else will leave you wanting.
Yikes; what kind of dives do you frequent? Or do we want to know?oldskool wrote:Walked out of the pub Sunday night to take a whizz at the tree line alongside. Slipped on some wet leaves at the top of what was a ten foot deep ravine falling backwards onto a tree stump and then sliding down into the darkness. I've got 4 cracked ribs and some serious skid marks. My favorite pair of Vans are wrecked as well.
"Whoa! I'm not even confident which end that came out of. Back to you Whitney."WilNJ wrote:BTW, speaking of random acts of fecalness (fecality?) anyway...anyone seen the movies Bridesmaids?
The groom's fat sister made the movie. She was fabulous. Without her the entire movie would have been painful.
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I had to look that one up, OS; cheery thought... http://kottke.org/08/07/the-most-beautiful-suicideoldskool wrote:Very strange fascination with Evelyn McHale today. Maybe it's the weather.
Sure hope the weather clears up for you.
In the meantime, here's a little sumpin-sumpin that might make you grin a little. Somebody was thoughtful enough to bring this little gem to work and leave it in the break room. I scanned it in & set it as desktop walpaper on a couple of select computers around the office. Should be some groans in the mornin.
I went out to Hooters.
The waitress had the cutest little ass. She had these cheeks at the ends of some seriously long legs that I almost couldn't resist resist reaching out to tickle. She had a serious rack to go along with them, too. She was 20 years old and seemed ashamed when I told her she was adorable.
I'm also slightly drunk. But hey, who's counting, right?
The waitress had the cutest little ass. She had these cheeks at the ends of some seriously long legs that I almost couldn't resist resist reaching out to tickle. She had a serious rack to go along with them, too. She was 20 years old and seemed ashamed when I told her she was adorable.
I'm also slightly drunk. But hey, who's counting, right?