I used to make the drive up and down 65 regularly when I lived in Lafayette, and holy shit are those things mesmerizing. Especially at night when all the red lights blink simultaneously. Kind of a mix of cool and creepy. I still make that drive every couple of months and every time it is just strange. I just remember a lot of cars getting distracted around that stretch of 65, so I had to pay extra attention to avoid idiots swerving because they're looking at the turbines.
My twin brother starts radiation tomorrow, my nerves are destroying me right now. If it were I weekend I'd drink, but dammit its a Monday. Ahh. I already went to the gym so thats a no go, so I guess for the rest of the night I'll be sitting here freaking out.
Unfortunately its for a brain tumor. My sister underwent radiation for lymphoma, I hardly batted an eye. This is a bit different.
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I'm going to assume you've heard of it, but if you haven't stumbleupon is the best for taking your mind off stuff. http://www.stumbleupon.com/ Wishing the best for you, that's a shitty spot.
Wind farms have to look better than billboards or oil derricks. Fucking stupid argument, if you ask me. I just found out my mate's wife in Bali passed away from cancer. She was the nicest, sweetest woman I knew in Bali and she had a smile on her face all the way to the end. Today sucks. Toddamus, good luck. I hope everything goes well.
The other day I hit a mini flock of finches--probably 8 or so--with my car as they were taking off from a road median. My fiance kinda flipped out a little bit and I just looked at her and said, "Listen, they've been given the gift of fucking flight. If they choose not to fly over the car, then they've squandered their gift. It just so happens that it was my duty to make them realize what they've taken for granted."
Does anyone else wonder how different life would be if pterodactyls were still around and we constantly had to worry about one of their dumps killing us?
Can you imagine walking up to your vehicle and realizing that your windshield is smashed in and the interior is full of giant bird shit?
I think we'd hunt them like the scary Dragons they are and either wipe them out or make them the equivalent of a Condor (Are Condors still around?).
In a training session for the rest of this week, led by a stern German lady who, on the first day, stood at the front of the room and asked if we all had our slide decks printed out. "Papers! Who has zer papers? Everyone must have zer papers out und ready RIGHT NOW." Holy hell.
I'm at work, but someone needs to link Frank to that video of pterodactyl porn. Pterodactyls gonna fuck your bitches.