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ldsbeaker wrote:We're moving our work centers around. Here's one piece of HE I wouldn't mind screwing around with...



p.s. I'm 6'4"/250. This bitch is BIG.

Does that rig pick up a container and put it on a trailer?

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ldsbeaker wrote:We're moving our work centers around. Here's one piece of HE I wouldn't mind screwing around with...



p.s. I'm 6'4"/250. This bitch is BIG.

Does that rig pick up a container and put it on a trailer?

Yes, that is a rather crude way to use it. Where this thing REALLY shines is more minute movements, like when we're trying to match up holes on our containers to make a complex.

Okay Wayne, i'll put my "toy" away...

tsmall07 wrote:That was some of the best trombone playing I've ever seen. All of them were really good.

Jeremy wrote: the "baptism" was easily one of the more disgusting things I've seen done in music, lol.

Agreed!

Glad you guys enjoyed it. European humor is... a bit, um, different I guess.

I've been listening to some of their other songs throughout the day, and they are consistently good, and funny. Here's one with introductions...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pKwbD-g6mKg

In German with English subtitles.

In case you don't recognize your favorite fast food color schemes, this is Taco Bell. (Not judging...)
That is a handicapped spot.

I don't know which is more disturbing.

ldsbeaker wrote:

In case you don't recognize your favorite fast food color schemes, this is Taco Bell. (Not judging...)
That is a handicapped spot.

I don't know which is more disturbing.

I'll have to try to snap a pic of the mother daughter team in town on their matching Rascal Scooters which I've only seen them use to get to the convenience store for smokes and lottery tickets.

Sadly, I think the daughter may actually need it, Mom's may just not like walking.

Is that Myrtle Beach?

Made it to round 29 on Zombies 5 with 2 players

Headed west to sandy eggo/pendleton. Snow on roads.
THAT was fun...

It was pretty dang slick. Out hybrid fusion govie didn't know what to do.

No waiting in aisle three.

redunzo wrote:No waiting in aisle three.

But there is a cleanup needed on aisle 4...

Sometimes all we need is a little confidence boost.
This is a story of a young boy….of a great young man.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=pl ... 6Alt2DssYc

Life throws you what it throws you, and you never know what’s coming, but the greats take it and continue on. Let’s all take an example from Matt W., a young boy with who chooses to run a 400mm race with his fellow classmates at Ohio’s Colonial Hills Elementary School despite having Spastic Cerebral Palsy, a debilitating condition that limits his ability to undergo rigorous physical exercise of any kind.

Flank steak with spinach and feta rolled and tied loosely . . . Check.
Time for the garage, for she has missed me, the absent lover.
Outside, my only companions are Monte Cristo and Pepe Romero.
I don't really like the cigar tonight, but this guitar is kicking my ass right about . . .NOW!

Lets see, it's 2PM and I've got my 5 hours of driving in for the day. Went over to see the grandson play tournament baseball (little league age) but someone had overwatered the field, it was all mud so they didn't play. After watching them practice a bit we turned around and drove home the 2.5 hours. Oh well, on the scale of bad stuff, not that bad. A little inconvenient, but no biggie.

in recent weeks and months, i seem to be suffering from an emerging lactose intolerance.

but some days, when i've got nothing on the agenda, i grab a 0.5L carton of chocolate milk, and down it.

i then talk some smack:
'body, i've got no where else to be for the next 2 to 4 hours, and half a liter of milk in me. do your worst.'

mbertoli wrote:in recent weeks and months, i seem to be suffering from an emerging lactose intolerance.

but some days, when i've got nothing on the agenda, i grab a 0.5L carton of chocolate milk, and down it.

i then smack-talk myself:
'body, i've got no where else to be for the next 2 to 4 hours, and half a liter of milk in me. do your worst.'

Canadiens need more guns. A lactose skeet comp would be funny but no points scored.

The NP who found the lump thus sparing me of stage IV BC , because I would have ignored it until then. Tells me I have to diet and exercise myself down to below 200lbs or grow 5 inches to prevent dying of clogged arteries. Meantime, raise good cholesterol, by eating krill oil . Yah sure. Me and the blue whales. I also reluctantly decided to fulfill my promise to the Princess and try yet again to stop smoking tobacco. My third round with Chantix. I dont smoke, but the pills have me hooked. At least I can breathe better

On duty.

ix decided that it didn't want to turn over after I had gotten to work. Nice. Pushed it about halfway down the flightline, then hopped in and tried it again. Success!
Weird, though...
Wonder if the alternator is just about toast, or maybe just the belt that I hear slipping.

How many times do you find yourself mentally kicking yourself so selling that car you loved so much?

unt0uchable wrote:How many times do you find yourself mentally kicking yourself so selling that car you loved so much?

Got close to feeling like selling one of mine yesterday.

It's cold today. Temp was at about -8°F this morning, but no wind. When I woke up the youngest for school, his first question was whether the wind chill was at -30°, which is the point where the school district cancels classes.

No dice; calm winds, no wind chill factor. Caleb was not pleased. 8th grade problems.

I know I can't be the only one who purposely parks in the space close to the Redbox and Blockbuster disc rental machines just to ogle young women's asses.

I pick up movies too.

Some friends of ours spent the morning in same-day surgery; she's had trouble with knee pain for a long time, which was recently diagnosed as a free-floating mass. This is what came out.



The doc told her, "You have the honor of having the largest loose body that I have ever seen, and I have been doing this a long time!" I suggested to Brian that it would be a cool trinket to hang on a piece of jewelry.

That is crazy. How the heck did that get in there?

Speaking of knee pain...

Got a call tonight.
"Hey, how's it going... Yaddayaddayadda...
Do you want to run the half marathon tomorrow?"

*stunned silence*
"Uh sure, I'm not even close to prepared, but I'll do it, sure."

So, for tomorrow, I'm Molly and 28 years old. At least we both have blue eyes and blonde hair...

ldsbeaker wrote:Speaking of knee pain...

Got a call tonight.
"Hey, how's it going... Yaddayaddayadda...
Do you want to run the half marathon tomorrow?"

*stunned silence*
"Uh sure, I'm not even close to prepared, but I'll do it, sure."

So, for tomorrow, I'm Molly and 28 years old. At least we both have blue eyes and blonde hair...

Kind of a small race. So small in fact that they check your number as your coming down the chute and then announce your name as you finish.
"Great job, Molly!! ... And her helper..."

I ran every step of 10 miles, then walked most of the last 3. Ugh. It almost seemed like I was going faster when walking.

2:40:xx
Slooooooooow, but not bad for zero specific training. At least i have a benchmark for next year. I want to take at least an hour off that.

We shuffled the two remaining boys' bedroom arrangements around after Ian headed off for boot camp, and yesterday ripped the carpet & trim out of the emptied room preparing for painting & new wood flooring. The room's original linoleum tile flooring was under the carpet (circa 1948; classy stuff!) and when I pulled the trim off of one wall I found this little gem hiding under it.



It's slightly smaller than a dime; when I first looked at the obverse side, the speck on the E made it look like an F. "ONE FARF. What the heck is a farf?"
I'll make an appointment with my optometrist tomorrow.

That token looks like silver. In really old houses, coins were set under the corner posts for good luck