Thank you. Mount Rundle (Canmore, AB) in October. Considerably more snow there now, but folks are still scrambling the east peak on a regular basis.
Love the comment on youtube. "In soviet russia, this is how crane operator tenders resignation." I could watch russian accidents all day on youtube. It's like a toytoy fever dream. You take something normal, like a car accident, or a firework mishap, and the russian version is ramped up by a factor of 100 with some vodka and extra destruction thrown in for shits and giggles.
There is some incredible, powerful and intimidating machines in those faceless building you pass near highways. Some make your sense of scale feel so insignificant. Like presses that honestly shake the earth when they squeeze a die. Like this ten million pound monster below. Five stories above ground, seven stories below. I bet you feel it from a quarter mile away:
Jesus crap christ! What the fuck is that thing used for? Also, I bet it'd really hurt to get your balls stuck in it.
I think that one is for making either the wing or panel of a fighter jet. It has seven people operating it and they have to all give an "all clear" to drop it. Factories like that will often have a concrete floor over ten feet thick and it will still shake it. Hydraulics and pneumatics have unearthly strength. We talked about power tools before, I don't think anybody brought up what using a pneumatic drill is like as compared to cordless. The comparison is just ridiculous. You'd better have some sauce in your carpals using an air tool because those things are really something else. And unlike big cordless drills, they are small like a garden hose gun. And when they bite they kick like Bas Rutten.
The high Saturday where I live is 75 F and the low Sunday is 19 F. That is a hell of a shift and makes me realize why people in the Mississippi Delta tend to stay sick. This is bullshit. I swear except for the heat of Satan's balls during the eight months of summer there's honestly no way to deal with this weather. Hell by Wednesday it has us back into the damn mid 50's.
I think I could get used to cold. The issue down here is that it fluctuates wildly. It can't decide if it wants to be winter yet. It's 44F right now at 6:30 am but 4 days ago we had highs in the 80s with high humidity and a day afterward it froze that night. Just make up your mind already!
I get home last night and one of my roommates is vibrating with excitement. The other roommate's sister passed away a few months a go in NYC and he went to clean her apartment out. The roommate told me roommate #2 had hit the jackpot! He'd found a huge box full of baseball cards from the 50's & 60's....there was even a Babe Ruth card! I was pretty sure I knew what was coming when he asked if I'd be interested in them. I agreed to look at the pictures. Yup. Packs of baseball cards from the late 80's and early 90's. The Babe Ruth? Some silly overproduced thing from the same time period. He asked what I thought they worth and I told him truthfully "Nothing." Then he started to argue with me that he googled Babe Ruth baseball cards and they always sold for over $1000. The guy knows I spend a lot of money on vintage cards and he doesn't find it odd that when presented with the opportunity to buy this "Jackpot" I'm completely disinterested? I tried to explain to him that if I wanted cards from that era I could buy many of the complete sets, still factory sealed, for $5 each. He wasn't buying it. Oh well, go ahead and waste your time trying to find a dealer/collector that will pay you what you think they're worth.
Welcome to winter everyone. Remember when walking on ice, always take big strides and wear shoes with hard soles. And don't forget the quickest way across ice is to run
That just hurt to watch, the worst is when you catch yourself but pull a muscle in the process. Better.
Thats a stupid mans cry for help. He doesn't want to be poor and stupid anymore but he doesn't know how not to be. What would be more impressive is if he tried to get some support instead of appealing to the internet for validation. I was out with some girls tonight and I was reminded how different women and men view texting.
Tell two million OTHER morons that. That show's reverberations on YouTube have not died down in the least. And it's not like these idiots are trying to be unique, they even do that dumb name introduction before they slam their head through a plate-glass window.