Focus: I hung out with friends on Fremont Street. Did not get intoxicated, had to drive. Some Irishman I am.* Other stuff: Real estate--My mortgage is $650 a month, including taxes and insurance, after bringing $33xx to closing seven years ago. If we hit another bubble, maybe I'll sell the place just to swim in the liquid cash a la Scrooge McDuck. Toytoy's hair metal--Poison has a few good songs, but I got sick of "Nothin' But a Good Time" when it was current. From the same album, "Tearin' Down the Walls" and "Good Love" are both on my phone. "Love On the Rocks", "Fallen Angel" and "Back to the Rocking Horse" aren't too shabby, either. My favorite of theirs is "Valley of Lost Souls" off of Flesh and Blood. CC DeVille can't play for shit, and has admitted as much. Ratt and Dokken were the best songwriters in the subgenre. Do you listen to Mel's hair metal show on 92.3 on Sunday mornings? I missed it today, dammit... *=25% by my dad, don't know how much by my mom; her side of the family has been in the New World a lot longer than my dad's.
Watching that documentary about him was heartbreaking. The shit erases you. Pulls you apart like a loose thread on a knitted sweater, and you can only sit there and take it. Kind of reinforces my support of atheism because no loving God would invent something as purely evil as Alzheimers.
Has anybody here honestly ever been into "college rock"? It seems every city has a radio station for it but I've never known anybody who can stand it. I always thought that the reason certain people thought bands like Pavement, Wilco and The Rheostatics were "brilliant" was simply because they had really shitty hearing.
If you wanted to get back into drinking, why in the blue-hell did you try mouthwash? I had a couple of shots of that stuff back when I was in state rehab; one of the guards wasn't checking too closely when supplies came in, and a bottle of alcohol-based mouthwash made it inside. So me and a few other guys all did shots. We got terrible stomach cramps, and had farts that would peel the paint off of a house. Never again. So I ask again, WHY did you choose that, when real booze was an option? Maybe this will cheer you up: Spoiler Her name is Bianca, in case you want to look up more pictures of her.
I come back to individuals chugging mouth wash, bashing geese, and obese hairy snatches. How lovely my jackals!
The more and more Dixie posts pictures of large women with larger bushes, the more and more im convinced jungle julia is a member of greenpeace.
I am convinced that it would take my machete to get through Julia's jungle. Yes, I own a machete, don't judge me.
I am in awe. I'm honestly not trying to be a dick, but what the fuck did you expect? This is one level above "I wonder if masturbating with a cheese grater feels good."
Being keelhauled under the Wyoming puts a more pleasant tingle in my balls than that most terrible thing in the world of terrible things. Go back in your meds, Buffalo Bill.
I own a parang-style machete. They're very useful. I use mine for clearing brush around the house. The bear grylls gerbers are my favorite just because I like the way the handles feel.
Big blades like that scare a lot of people but once you get comfortable with them, you end up carrying them a lot. I don't go hunting or fishing without mine. Everything from removing that one branch that's in the way of my cast, to chopping the tail off a ray for the grill, to clearing some overgrown cedars from the last time I made it out to the blind. With the right weight not everything needs to be razor sharp, and because of the weight not every job requires a chainsaw.
You are quite the train wreck, no offense, just a fact. So, I am questioning how you haven't managed to remove one of your own limbs with that yet? I am quite comfortable around my machete and my fire arms, but I am not accident prone.
Because we all know posting "work was fun, came home, played with my kid, made dinner, put him to bed and watched netflix with my wife" is grade A entertainment. I've seen you push it a few times, so just take this as a friendly reminder: we laugh WITH each other, not AT. Like with dixie, yeah the pictures he posts are fucking disgusting, but it's also endearing in a weird way because that's what makes him, him. We all still respect the hell outta him because he's honest about who he is. We all have a little trainwreck inside. Even you I'm sure. So, kindly, I'd like to ask that you check out your own reflection before you decide to push it again. It might not be as pretty as you thought. We all have pimples and moles and blemishes. But at least the rest of us can laugh at ours.
So I experienced sleep paralysis for the first time this morning. I understand why it really freaks people out. I recognized what was going on almost right away, but that didn't really help much. 2/10, would not recommend.