Yeahhhhh, probably not. I'm a lightning rod for trouble in situations like that. Besides, it's about them. The Guy is going to see if the neighborhood kids by his mom's home trick or treated Saturday night, and if not, we'll take them out tonight. I am just amazed at how their dad handled this. It's LAME. And he's the FIRST person to tell you how much he LOVES HIS KIDS. Rah. Angerface.
I'm analyzing statistics from Stats Can on the average increase in tuition costs for different disciplines for full-time Canadian students, and it's showing a 132% in pharmacy over the last four years. So my question is... Ghetto... are you a rich mother-fucker, or what?
Why not? I make fun of their lack of boot strappyness, 1985 Toyota Corolla, and the fact that they have to find true love instead of buying a satisfactory hooker for the evening who allows you to slap her vagina with cold cuts for an extra 50. For an extra $200 she'll beat you with a grapefruit stuffed in a gym sock while Rockford Files plays in the background. In other news, Trunk or Treat. A bunch of ninnies that don't mind their own business or desperately need attention so they suck all the fun out of the holiday for their kids, they pretty much saw to it that nobody goes door to door. They came up with this retard idea that a bunch of cars line up and the kids go trunk to trunk to get candy. Wooptee fuckin' do, you assholes. I don't know what's more pathetic, that someone thought that up or scores of parents go along with it. I swear to Christ everyone needs a flying, whirlwind cunt punch. I've never seen a generation of kids so subverted by their parents. Next we'll outlaw bicycles. Other kids trick or treat downtown AT THE BARS. I half expect their bags to be filled with airline bottles of hooch. First bar that gives a kid a toothbrush wins. I don't mind them hitting up local establishments. Gives the parents a chance to grab a quick cold one.
Holy terrible couple of days batman. Lost power in the storm early Saturday afternoon. Been freezing my balls off ever since. Luckily the office has power and we're treating it like a refugee camp for people who lost it. The sad thing though is if the choice came down to TV and internet vs heat, I'd take the TV and internet.
Finished carving pumpkins last night. It's a bit dark, but the design will come out better when we cram 4 or 5 tea lights into it. Scraping technique takes so. effing. long. Pumpkin #3:
Huh, he wasn't kidding. http://www.ehow.com/how_8102_carve-fancy-pumpkin.html However, "This job is beyond messy! Wear an apron and safety goggles, and cover the surrounding work area with newspaper or plastic sheeting to prevent a daunting cleanup job." I don't want to be pulling bits of pumpkin flesh out of the ceiling fan for years to come.
I made them highlight the numbers I needed. I don't do math. I do marketing of the math that they do for me. I think I could learn Hebrew before learning the kind of math they do.
If you go the dremel route, for the love of god, don't do it inside. I used the dremel last year to carve a pumpkin and it looked like a strange pumpkin murder scene in my kitchen. The dremel tends to vaporize the pumpkin skin into dust, which gets everywhere. The walls, the ceiling, the floor, etc. edit: angel beat me to it.
My question is WHICH Rockford Files theme song? The kick ass guitar driven first one, or the somewhat cheesy keyboard laden second one?
Fuck, I forgot kids here started trick or treating, (like literally last year. It is like Magnum PI #1 new show in Bratislava) and my door bell has rung and I don't have anything. I guess I'll just give them 20kr and tell them to buy candy themselves.