I just bought an old card proving that some white men can jump. That's hall of famer Brooks Robinson levitating into the shot on the left after the last out of the 1966 World Series. In case you think it's a camera angle trick, I also included a famous shot from another angle. He caught some serious air.
to be fair, the talent of 100,000 white men was concentrated into Brooks Robinson. NOTHING got past him.
Thus his nickname....."The Human Vacuum Cleaner." Apparently very little got over him either. I saw him at the end of his career and he was still very good.
A list of things my dad got me for Christmas, stuffed in my stocking over at his house [it's funny to live near your parents]: - Speed Stick deodorant - Wrigley's Extra, two packages, one Classic Bubble, one Sweet Watermelon - 20 piece pack of Trident, spearmint variety - a Navel orange - A Reese's peanut butter cup, two-pack normal size And then my mom gave me a bag of Old Trapper's Beef Jerky and a fifty-dollar bill attached to a dressed-as-a-snowman Hershey's Bar. So, that was Christmas. Oh, apparently I also got, before I forget, a camo-colored sweater and new warm socks. What I love the most is I know for a fact because one of my preferred bars is right across the way from the dollar store my father frequents, and I saw him pad in, grab all the materials he needed and walk back to his car in less than fifteen minutes. Man is efficiency at gift shopping.
Our neighbors are in Texas visiting relatives. Being born and raised in New Jersey where we can barely spell "tornadoe", it has been a hair-raising experience. Their kids are terrified, and have already indicated a preference to travel to the Black Hole of Calcutta before stepping foot in Texas again.
My dad got me a pair of gloves, a couple of bottles of wine, a box of pasta he made from scratch (already eaten), an electric wine bottle opener, and some money. My dad gets me gloves like every Christmas, so I now have twice as many pairs as I'll ever be able to wear.
I got: - a pair of awesome thin, ultra warm, touch pad friendly leather gloves - very nice work/hiking shoes. Not dress shoes, bad ass steel toed water proof top of the line shoes - an i-pad from some other company. I don't remember what it's called. Whatever. - a lot of really nice clothes I fucking love the holidays. Being back home has been a blast. In all seriousness I have more fun hanging out with my siblings than most of my current friends. I like them fine and they're cool and all, but my brother and sisters kick ass. Fortunately, most of their friends and SOs are pretty cool as well. I seriously feel bad for people with families smothered in shitty drama, and I feel really bad for only children. You missed out, big time. *If* I ever have kids I will have to have at least two or I'll feel like I'm cheating my kid.
I got a vinyl record of covers of the soundtrack to Inside Llewyn Davis because people who don't like that movie as much as I do have a hard time telling the difference between that and the actual soundtrack. In other news I spent two days at a quiet cottage next to a fire, I'm currently in Montreal and am getting on a plane to Cuba tomorrow. I will forgive the little lady for her lack of discernment when it comes to records that are made to cheaply exploit a trend in vinyl and folk music.
Cant we just slaughter all the animals in the ASPCA commercials and feed them to the starving kids in the UNICEF commercials?
Redirect some of the Mexicans coming across the boder to teach them how to make tasty street food out of them, and you'd get Trump on board, I'm sure.
I've been beating that drum for years, although my stance was to use the euthanized animals to feed the homeless in this country. It's a complete waste of food, all because of social stigma. However, as the economy continues to circle the toilet bowl, we'll just have to see what sort of things change... EDIT/UPDATE: I was in the bathroom right now, and I've got a chest hair that's almost 4" long. I don't know if I should pluck it out and frame it, or see how long it will get. This message was brought to you by the TiB TMI Society.
My piss smells like a tire fire. The past 4 days have been the unhealthiest I've lived in at least 5 years. I need to detox badly after NYE.
Driving to Vail to go skiing mid Jan. My new 4x4 F-250 is ready for the job. Boy does that thing heat up fucking fast. These next few weeks can't pass fast enough.
Ice storms heading this way for tomorrow, and my mother in law is in rare form. "If it is icy and the power goes out, you can come here" Wife: "mom, if it is icy and windy enough for the power to go out, we're not driving anywhere." MiL: "you'll get cold here." Wife: "no freeze-to-death cold. Besides, d26's parents live 2 blocks away and have a gas fireplace. We would go there" MiL: *20 minute aneurysm-inducing rant about how we like my family more* I poured the biggest rum and Coke of my life and stared at her while I did it. I think she got the hint because she left soon after. If the power does go out, I got 4 books for Christmas to read. Preacher books 2 and 3, along with The Man in the High Tower by Philip K Dick and Stories You Can't Unread by Chuck Palahniuk. Lots to choose from.
Depending on your hot water heater situation, having a place to go to take a hot shower during an extended power outage is a godsend. Christmas was pretty good for me. One of my brothers gave me a nice bottle of single malt, and the other managed to track down a rust-free replacement gas tank for my Fiero. My parents got me a fire safe because they heard me talking about getting one. I was looking at a little lockbox for my birth certificate/passport/etc., but they got me a 100lb motherfucker that I can anchor to the floor and keep handguns in. It's still sitting in the back of my car until I can figure out how to get it inside and up the stairs by myself.
Last time the power went out it was out for 3 days. Stove and water heater kept working, both gas, so we still had hot water and could cook. The furnace will go out, but I remember a blizzard when I was in high school. Power went out and the house only got as low as 65 degrees. I have to imagine we wouldn't drop much lower than 60 in the house, especially since the highs are near 40. I suspect we'll get some ice, but by noon it'll change to rain and be warm enough to melt the ice. Only real issue will be the wind. Still, we can always go to my parents house. They have a gas fireplace and can keep their entire house warm.