The newswoman at the end was like, "Thank you. I need to go change my panties because they are soaking wet right now. Back with traffic in 5."
Saw John Wick with Keanu Reeves last night. Holy shit that movie was good. No BS action movie that makes it feel like the 1985-1995 era all over again. Completely awesome.
Last kid just left the birthday party. I am complely dummied. Never again is that happening in our house FUCK THAT NOISE
I had the following thoughts in quick succession the other day: 1. I want to listen to 'Five Years Dead' by Motley Crue. 2. I don't know where my Girls, Girls, Girls cd is. 3. Motherfucker, now I have to download it. I know there's a couple of Crue fans on here. While I certainly can't argue that 'Dr. Feelgood' isn't their best album, after listening to 'Girls, Girls, Girls' for a couple of days, I actually like it better. Obviously the hits are great - but the deeper tracks (you youngin's probably have no idea what that means) like 'Dancin on Glass,' 'Sumthin for Nuthin,' and 'Five Years Dead' are fantastic. The whole album has really held up. It's nasty, funky, and I don't know that Mars ever played better. Wow, definitely one of those random thoughts that led to a nice rediscovery.
Highway Of Heroes was jam-packed for the soldier's coffin. In spite of the tragedy everything handled afterwards has been done with pure grace. No panic buttons, no talking heads screaming at each other, just brave people being honoured and in the background some dead nobody with 200 holes in him.
In addition to Pink Candy, we are missing quite a few of our TiBettes. Hooker, Pimptress, Pussy Galore. And some who I am drawing a blank on their name. Alright....who has been sending out the jacking off videos and scaring everybody away
Well, I got new employment; fairly large but still basically mom and pop restaurant business, specializing in European-style cuisine. Now, the last place I worked was as a cook at a tiny little golf club bar and grill, so the level of "This is a slow day!? The hell is a busy day like?" really floored me. I was bus-boyin', washing dishes and taking drink orders like a madman from about 8:30 AM to 2:30 PM and it was a hell of a rush. I like these folks I'm working with so far, save one woman who seems to be one of those types with Perpetual Stick-Up-The-Ass Syndrome, and growled foul curses under her breath at the indignity of having to actually work. Eh, other than her, can't complain. To the Old European! In other news, sadly I was unable to get an elk this year. My area is all for antlered-take only, and the only antlered stag I saw was a little 2x3 so I let him pass. I now kick myself for this error. Good news is that I still have a deer, either mule or whitetail, to hunt for.
I saw a bumper sticker today that read, "Sex Instructor, First Lesson Free." I may have giggled a little. I worked with a friend tonight at a meet. I think I may have wanted to kill her. How hard is it to touch the damn touch screen? I was trying to mentally will her to do it, with little success and much disappointment. I guess I have to work on my telepathic skills.
Ever feel like you are just trapped into doing something ducking retarded? The only way not to lose is to not play the game. You cannot lose if you do not play.
The idea is to expect retarded to be thrown at you during any given moment. Well, one week till Disney. We managed to keep this a secret from our daughter the entire time so I anticipate quite a reaction when she finds out on Saturday.
Note to self: when your sister throws a party, and her husband's ex shows up along with her new husband (who begins drinking whiskey straight), do not attempt to separate parties when the inevitable fight happens. It's like two dogs going at it -- you don't want them to fight, but get near and you're gonna get bit. Now my left eye socket is broken from a punch not directed at me. I can only imagine what this will look like when I go to work on Monday. I think I might wear my wife's cover-up (she uses it for "facial blemishes," not domestic abuse you jackals). This is what I get for being sober at the time. I should have been plastered, blended into the background and laughed at the drama.