There was some good that came out of the 80's. For example, this: To bad they called themselves Sniff'n the Tears and blew their load all at once.
Hey man, I came out of the '80s, and I've had at least several people tell me I'm alright over the years.
And one more 80's video just for fun. I give you Glamour Camp, featuring the 17 year old son of The Cars Ric Ocasek. Truthfully, for the 80's that was a killer band name and the song wasn't horrible. The video however, pure 80's blech. And at the same time, he came across as much cooler the any 17 year old has a right to be.
I came out of the 70's - 1979 to be exact. So in addition to me (obviously) something good came out of the 70's, right? I was too young to know.
You people suck. It was my birthday yesterday and I turned 42. Actually had a pretty wonderful phone conversation with my little brother. Didn't hear from the lady so that sucked. Went out to the parking lot at three AM and it was pretty glorious out. Perfect temp and just a slight breeze. Of course I overslept my alarm and was late for work. I'm pretty sure I should have slept outside last night. I'm drinking until I feel ready to puke. I did this last night too. A cry for help? There's a Motley Crue weekend on some radio station here in .... I was jamming/head bobbing/ playing drums on the steering column sI drove to check my rental car back in.. to She's got the look that kill. And some real Van Halen. Fuck Eddie and his guitar skills. Fuck Alex and his ability to the drums.
I got suckered into going to this toolbox's house party. There is no doubt in my mind this guy has a medicine cabinet full of Axe products. So, what do you do when you don't want to spend any money? Make Mangria. Or Barfgria. Whichever is more appropriate. There was a half empty bottle of the most god awful Chianti in the fridge, and a Kirkland brand Malbec opened a month ago. Tossed those into a jug with an 88 cent store brand fruitcup, couple glugs of brandy, some heinously old apricot liqueur, few glugs of equally as old cassis, some extra syrup, few limes, some lemon juice, and somehow I made a halfway tasty sangria out of stale, sour wine. Now, that was a fuckin' magic trick.
It's crazy how timely this discussion is, but I'm rocking the eff out to the following playlist as I cook dinner: - The Essential Darrell Hall and John Oates - The Ultimate Michael McDonald Screw that guy from "40 Year Old Virgin". "Ya Mo Be There" is friggin amazing. Also, peeing on ant hills never gets old.
I know there are a few Lonesome Dove fans on this board, so I figured this was worth posting here. A cool t-shirt popped up on teespring, but I saw it too late. 2 more orders needed to make more. Check it out.
By God Woodrow, its been one hell of a party! Hell man, you're about to make me turn off football and start a marathon viewing.
Yeah...I went to the mall today, and a Hall & Oates song came on. Within the first 30 seconds you could tell that an employee was cranking the volume. "You Make My Dreams Come True"?!?!? Let's turn that shit up! Somewhat related, I don't know about y'all, but I'm stoked about the return of flared pants and fall clothes in general. The weather can't change fast enough. This girl is breaking out the boots and layers.
No worries- these peckerheads don't seem to be able to discern up from down. I've hit the same hill 4 times already and they ain't hitting back. Last kid is asleep- time to beat the shit out of my wife at Monopoly.
Ah yes, I remember being married. Board games, in bed by 9 every night and "Why aren't you wearing pants?" Good times, good times.