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Speaking of beef, there's nothing I hate more than committing to a long stretch of road without adjusting Big Jim & the Twins. Rush hour was starting and I wanted to get on the freeway before the metered on-ramps kicked in. Talk about angst in the pants...

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.

Agreed. Wakes and funerals make up too much of my social events.

I got my W-2 today and since I know I'm getting a refund I thought I'd do taxes when I got home from work. Well I'm home and it's 75° and it's Friday so fuck that. I'm putting on my lucky rocketship underpants and going to the beach for happy hour. Toodles.

I am acquiring a taste for Connemara . It is very smoky , barley roasted over peat. Cask strength almost 116 proof. Just a touch too much burn neat. Prolly be pissah over a few rocks. Presently cutting it with a little water. So many Irish whiskeys, so little time to enjoy them responsibly

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.

Mike W. wrote: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 come with a trunk monkey to wipe the brake dust off your wheels each time you park it?

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.

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.

Pics of said Vans and bandaged ribs or it didn't happen.

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.

oldskool wrote: My favorite pair of Vans are wrecked as well.

Thats tragic. You seem to be handling it better than I would.

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.

Yikes; what kind of dives do you frequent? Or do we want to know?

WilNJ wrote:BTW, speaking of random acts of fecalness (fecality?) anyway...anyone seen the movies Bridesmaids?

"Whoa! I'm not even confident which end that came out of. Back to you Whitney."

The groom's fat sister made the movie. She was fabulous. Without her the entire movie would have been painful.

From Karl Grau's signature:


Someone somewhere just recognized their own mom in this photo.

Hey, today is

__________2.1.12

Has to be my favorite band of all time. Alex Lifeson is also a WAY under-rated guitarist. Points to anybody that can name the original drummer without the help of a search engine!

davintosh wrote:Hey, today is

__________2.1.12

And I just thought it was the day before Groundhog Day...

It's not just BMWs that blow their radiators. I was behind some small passenger truck today, a Subaru or Nissan or something and all of the sudden it was shower time. He pulled over quickly still dripping.

Very strange fascination with Evelyn McHale today. Maybe it's the weather.

oldskool wrote:Very strange fascination with Evelyn McHale today. Maybe it's the weather.

I had to look that one up, OS; cheery thought... http://kottke.org/08/07/the-most-beautiful-suicide

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 peed outside behind my shop. My neighbors across the street could see. They probably didn't though.

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?

A beautiful morning for coffee at the beach.

If you're going to dump illegally it's a good idea to remove the mail with your address on it first.

Laughing, pooping, coughing and sneezing are not something allowed with rib injuries. Good thing I'm not participating in any of that for the past week.
What could be worse? Oh yeah, . . .there's always a perianal hematoma

Had the septic tanks pumped out today.