This thing keeps creeping West. Too soon to worry but I wouldn't be surprised if watches are issued tonight for the East coast of Florida. My wife doesn't seem the least bit concerned about it, I'm in Guam, so there isn't anything I could do about it at this point. A buddy working at Gitmo had to load his family on a plane and get out yesterday, looks to be a nasty storm.
My folks stocked up on some supplies today. My dad actually sounded concerned for the first time in a long time. We usually don't even get out of bed for anything less than a cat 3. I hope CJ is ok.
To be fair he hiked the three miles before he made the PSA. I think my favorite part of the video is where he says he doesn't know what's under his hat, and you can tell by his expression he has absolutely no desire to know until a doctor has told him it's already fixed.
That is quite remarkable. Wow. I wonder why he wasn't walking with the pistol in hand, after the first attack. Although, shooting her might have just made her even more mad. And, love the fact that he closed the post with an ad for his business. Too bad he wasn't able to weave how his "Skyblade Knife" saved him in some way.
I tried to go to his site and it is DDOS'd, as in too many people going there, so I'm thinking he'll do just fine by that one little plug.
I like how every time you post about Jim Goad, you mention he's your fav journalist. Also, I am never able to read any of the links cause the formatting and visual layout is fucking eye searingly atrocious and busy.
I'm guessing my evening was better than yours. I had a happy hour with my first year colleagues, I was the only guy among 15 or so attractive college aged women and they were all fun and cool, and Alpine Duet was on tap. What'd you guys do?
Calls for work, talk with wife about how to split the household workload, West Wing reruns. So, maybe not quite as good as yours. Though I also chilled out with my daughter some which is pretty great. Yesterday was much better though.
There was no mention of getting laid by any of the aforementioned hot college girls. I'm guessing your night probably went better than Mr. Blue Balls jerking into the toilet, but that's just a guess.
Nah I went back and jerked off to a photo of your mom. This was a happy hour, not a drunken college party, I had no intention of taking any of them home last night.
Last night I made my house smell like Bondo and made up my mind that I should take a job a few states away in Utah, now I just have to convince ms. katokoch. She just got an early promotion at her job (accountant) but hates it, we've talked this over and she is open to the idea of heading West but getting married next year wrinkles it a bit with the timing. I have my weekly meeting with my boss today and would love nothing more than to hand her a resignation letter and tell her to eat shit but that will have to wait for later. I've looked around some for another job in marketing or sales but the prospect of moving to another cubicle while I have an opportunity to switch careers is a bit depressing, settling for 2nd.
Dang. I thought it might lose some strength after hitting Cuber and the Bahamas, but it looks like that mofo is getting stronger. I hope all you Florida and coastal TiBers and TiBettes stay safe.