Time for some Glenlivet to celebrate the new avatar!* *Because yes, my life has been so void with all this goddamn work I'm using a fucking avatar change as an excuse for a drink.
Happy Fourth of July my Fellow Americans. I think we'll find some American Pub here in Edinburgh today, to celebrate. This is after I play North Berwick, a really nice looking links course. Unfortunately, it's supposed to rain. If it's a light rain, I'm in, but a heavy rain means museum time! Yes, I like museums, see previous comments about nerd disposition.
Now that I'm mostly coherent, I can say without a doubt, never fix a hernia. I have a very high pain tolerance and I seriously cried like a little bitch twice so far. I didn't realize how much you use your abs for everyday activities. Getting in and out of bed, sitting, walking, clearing your throat, opening a can of soup. Holy fuck guys. It's really the worst I've ever felt in my life.
I feel that shit. I've never had a hernia, but I have torn my oblique with a gym accident once. All I can say is try not to sneeze. But if you have to sneeze? Try and get someone to film it for us.
My husband had double hernia surgery a few years ago. His scars make his dick look like an angry elephant. Sneezing is going to suck for you. So is taking a shit.
You're supposed to wear shirts in stores right? Although he had on bib overalls, so technically, he had something on the upper portion of his body. Bib overall shorts are making a comeback for the ladies as I noticed in the store the other day. This was the same day my daughter told me she got "cute" high waisted bikini bottoms. I stared at her a moment then congratulated her on owning her first item of mom clothing. I would also never order tilapia from The Spunktown Hotel. I don't care how much they advertise it.
Who doesn't?!?!?!?!? Although I'm guessing they were thinking of the other definition when it opened so long ago. The "courage" one, not the seminal fluid one. Just a guess though.
I am looking forward to watching the coherence of posts go steadily downhill today, while comedic quality value goes steadily up. Maybe I should graph it by time? Happy Get-Drunk-And-Play-With-Explosives Day neighbours, try not to lose any fingers.
I just found out that both my name and my husband's name are listed as tropical cyclone names for 2018. Oh man, y'all just wait until Hurricane Tara makes landfall. What's the joke? When I'm coming, I'm wet and wild - but when I leave, I take your whole fucking house.
They need to give hurricanes scarier names. Some of the nastiest ones had names like Hugo, Andrew and Katrina. Those sound like costume drama characters, and are not scary despite the horrors they unleashed. I imagine people would be quicker to board up windows and run for cover if the news told them that hurricane Andrei Chikalito was on the way.
2014 is bringing such delights as Christobal, Dolly, Nana, Wilfred, Norbert and Yolanda. I believe, though, that your name is also on the docket, Crown. http://www.nhc.noaa.gov/aboutnames.shtml
I thought we already had a hurricane Christopher and it sucked. Didn't do any damage. Strong out of the gate but faded in the stretch, much like Germany at war.
Christobal sounds kind of middle evil inquisition-ie. Then again we had a handsome foreign exchange student names Christobal that fucked everything that moved so it doesn't seem as dreadful to me.
I can think of at least half a dozen Coen brothers movies I think are better than Lebowski. It has great characters, and that's all it has.
Those two movies are their top two. Head to head I only give Fargo the edge because it isn't as long and doesn't meander like The Big Lebowski does. Which is just a tad too long for a comedy. They are both fan fucking tastic. Looking it up I cannot believe Cuba Gooding Jr beat out William H Macy for best supporting actor that year. THAT is an all time bullshit call.
The English Patient beat it for best picture. Worse than Hitler. Once again pandering to women wins over common sense (see: Out Of Africa, Shakepeare In Love, etc). And if you haven't seen Miller's Crossing punch yourself in the face.