The ducks or the eggs? Going to the gophers game again. Got a cheap standing room ticket and I'll work my way into the student section. Not sure I can be as loud, and as obnoxious towards Wisconsin as I was last night, but dammit I can try,
One of those the ducks was just waddling along and shit out an egg in stride. Didn't look back or anything. Great motherly instincts there
Ducks in a Tornado would be a great children's book. Little Cindy: Mama? Are the ducks safe out there? Mama; They're fucking ducks. Little Cindy: But Mama, I love the ducks Mama: Eat your eggs Duck in the tornado: Quaccccccccck. *Thunk* Little Cindy: Mama! Bob the duck is halfway through a tree! Mama: Cut off the part without a bill and bring it in for the pot.
As a guy I should notice her boobs. But the first thing I noticed is Damn! This girl has some spider fingers! They're huge! I wish I had them. Oh yeah, she can play pretty damn good too. EDIT: Another girl covering Hendrix better than me. She has boobs too. And disturbingly, possibly arm pit hair. Ewww.
...stop right there. This is Courtney Cox and Nita Strauss, guitarists for The Iron Maidens (all-female Maiden tribute):
If y'all are inclined, the Netflix show Ultimate Beastmaster episode 3 features a manager from the gym I used to manage, and it shows my CrossFit gym on it as well, several times.
I went to the college bars in Dinkytown last night and was reminded why I don't drink there. Basically they suck and I'm old compared to most the people there. On the plus side I met some a cool couple at a bar after the hockey game and drank with them last night. This not giving a fuck thing and just being in the moment seems to be having some upsides. Previous to my moms passing I would've kept to myself at the bar after the game and just gone home after having my two beers. Now I apparently have a new friend on facebook and it was a good night. She is a borderline cougar too but I have no intention on being a homewrecker.
There is more going on than you would think if you don't follow it regularly. I'm here for the beer, and hope to win the pool - crash!!!!!
Going to a nascar race was the worst experience of my life. The only fun thing was that you bring your own beer. It was loud and smelly. I saw people with racial slurs on their shirts. I was very impressed with how fast 200 mph actually is. It gave me more respect for the drivers. But I still found it pretty terrible. At least at parties you can talk to people and not pay attention.
There's more going on? Like incest? I just put it on and all I see is cars turning left. Edit: Just saw a wreck, I'm glad drivers are safer than ever, but the wrecks are far more boring now.