Tell them to just plug it in the other way, dur. Unless the plug is polarized - then, the motor should just rewind itself on first use. That's not necessarily a good indicator. I have two degrees. One of them is in Physics.
Tell me this doesn't look awesome. See the northern lights from the comfort of your own glass igloo. Throw in a couple days supply of reindeer stew and sausages so I can "commune" with nature properly. Kakslauttanen Arctic Resort The owner founded the place because his car broke down in the area and he thought, no doubt because he had a jug of vodka on him, "Gee, this looks nice." Finns.
Holy shitballs, everyone needs to see What We Do In The Shadows. Fucking hilarious movie, one of the funniest in years. We're werewolves not swear-wolves.
I'll second this, it cracked me up. Also...Holy Shit! http://www.ebay.com/itm/1952-Topps-...MT-PWCC-/401019500585?ssPageName=STRK:MESE:IT
Maybe I'm missing something, but.... IF it's really that valuable, why the hell would you list it on ebay instead of putting it in some major auction house? Or wouldn't people who have that kind of money to spend and who are looking for those kinds of cards, know who to talk to and just do a straight private sale without ever turning it into an auction?
According to PSA's SMR price guide an 8 is valued at $350K and falling. http://www.psacard.com/SMRPriceGuide/SetDetail.aspx?SMRSetID=1129 You just never know with these super high $ cards because they come up so rarely. What's funny is the Mantle wasn't that rare, there were plenty of them printed. What makes them rare is the fact that they were in the last series which was released after baseball season was over. No one wanted baseball cards in November, so Topps ended up with a warehouse full of unsold cases of 1952 Topps high numbers. In the late 50's Topps needed the room in their warehouse and hired a barge to take all those unsold cases out into the Atlantic and dump them. Millions and millions of them. I built a '52 set (Minus the Mantle, because even 20 years ago it was $50K for a decent card. Fuck that.) A decent common, nobody high number card was about $100 because they were all at the bottom of the Atlantic.
So I went to an AA meeting this evening, and a guy showed up drunk and wired, talking a mile a minute. The group leader asked him to leave, but the guy still asked him to sign his parole paperwork. Jesus Christ, at least I waited until the meeting was done to grab a beer. Anyway, last night I was looking up pin-up shots to send to some guys in prison, and I found a wonderful color picture of Bettie Page. The way that the light shines off of her stockinged thighs looks amazing, but I can't send it because she's topless: Spoiler: Thighs Also, DAT BUSH! Here's one I can send to them that doesn't show any nipples:
So the thing I mentioned last month with that woman ended in a fucking train wreck. I was the first person I dated after her divorce and I'm me. Two weeks later I was contacted by the woman who broke my heart ten years ago. We're meeting at the zoo tomorrow. I have hope for things but I promise to divulge things as they actually occur. If things actually work out, we'll never speak of this again. I need a fucking haircut.
A day-date at the zoo. I hear absolutely ZERO Marvin Gaye playing in the background of this post. Also:
Whatever, I know you're a dorky looking motherfucker who got lucky in that someone let them impregnate them. Her bad choice, but whatever.
English doesn't matter when you're orgasming over the phone. Also, I had low expectations, but I watched the What We Do In The Shadows trailer and cracked up. Definitely will watch it. Also, since I'm reminded of NZ/Aussie region comedy, this came out last week and SLAYED me. http://fixmeinforty5.tumblr.com/post/131845179313/so-we-did-a-thing-meet-drakes-dance-teacher
Wait. Are we - are we doing awesome boob photos? I feel like this is a game I can play. <rubs hands together, browses external hard drive> Spoiler: What's not to like?
It's the day before deer opener. Like the night before Christmas except you get to shoot your presents and eat them (way better, obviously). It'll be a miracle if I get anything done at work.