I’m zipping along on the way to work, and just as I think to myself how pissed I’d be, if I were on the scooter, and someone went past as fast as I’m going, when I see a highway patrolman. He saw me too. We had a nice and expensive conversation. D’ohwell.
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Friday, February 19th, 2010Trying To Relax
Wednesday, January 27th, 2010I’m trying really hard to relax
Putting in all my effort
Giving it everything I’ve got
I worry about it all the time
Nothing stresses me out more
Than trying to relax.
Waiting by the phone
Tuesday, January 26th, 2010Waiting for a phone call
I almost don’t want to come
Thank goodness for the cellphone
At least I can be miserable
And out in public
Yeah, much better than
The old days
Sitting at home.
No Stairs
Sunday, December 20th, 2009For any birthday I might have over, say the age of 70, if you want to get me something, make it a party location that doesn’t have any stairs. I just left a birthday party for a 91 year old father of a friend. It was going very well right up to the point where he fell down some stairs at the restaurant, and had to be taken to the hospital with a possible broken/twisted knee. Here’s hoping he’s all right in the end.
Tetris Fail
Thursday, December 17th, 2009You would think that all those hours spent on tetris would finally have found a practical application.
I got a new camera bag that has reconfigurable baffles, and I just can’t come up with an elegant arrangement of camera body and lenses. I found one that I’m happy with from a functional standpoint, but aesthetically, it looks like ass, and I can’t help but feel like there is a ‘right’ way I could make it all this fit in the bag and look like it belonged that way.
All in all, a minor complaint compared to where I was with the first bag, which I hated with a passion. Not the passion of a thousand suns or anything, more like 20-30 suns tops, a sub-standard mix of red, yellow, and a smattering of white dwarfs for flavor.
Tomorrow, I’ll head out to see how it works in the field.
High diving into a shot glass
Wednesday, September 16th, 2009Sometimes, it seems like I’m trying to jump off a 20m platform, and into a shot glass.
I probably won’t hit the target, and even if I did, it’d still be a big mess.
Don’t Piss Off Carrie
Tuesday, September 8th, 2009I think Carrie Fisher might be a little pissed today.
BLOW MY BIG BOVINE tiny dancer COCK!
Users Without Comments
Monday, August 31st, 2009It’s not clear why someone would sign up for an account, but not post something, since there’s no other benefit for signing up. When googling for your name reveals claims of account hackery… <shrug>
New Shirt day
Sunday, August 16th, 2009“Hello
I see my assassins
have failed again”
“WTF?”
“I did hear you
I just don’t care”
“Meat is murder
Tasty, tasty murder”
“I didn’t buy this cause it says fuck
I bought it cause it says fuck twice”