The Last Days April 18, 2009
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I think that deep down, at some primordial, instinctive level, we all know how it’s going to end.
It’s going to be us against the clowns.
Which side will you be on?
Thanks to Neatorama.
1. Wow, that was pretty cool.
2. On this day in 1983, the U.S. Embassy in Beirut was bombed by Shi’ite radicals.
3. I have the flu, or possibly ebola. Please kill me.
Sobek – “Bring your pretty face to my ax!”
Problem is most don’t dress up like this.
That was cool.
That was awesome. Reminded me of those View Masters we had as kids.
Don’t tell Alexthechick
It’s raining like a bitch here…flash floods all over the place. I was out with the parents in their big car, thankfully, but I’m probably stranded at their place for tonight, because more rain is coming in and the streets in and out of their neighborhood are barely passable. Which is annoying given the amount of schoolwork I have to do.
But it could be worse – my wee car and I could be stranded somewhere in the middle of town. Or I could have been dumb enough to buy a house near work, in which case I would probably have water in it right now.
Your weather is actually in the news, Mrs. Peel. The National Guard is on standby. Stay safe.
What? It’s not raining here. Raining there?
Yeah, Dave, she only lives about 200 miles away from you, and on a coast. Why should her weather be any different? Same darn state, after all.
When it rains like a bitch, dis bitch stays outta da rain.
I’ve been filmed from a helicopter standing on my car roof.
Never again!
Wow, very cool Michael. I used to love the Insane Clown Posse.
The rain stopped, and we made it back to my place. The nice thing about the newer neighborhoods (like my parents’) is that their drainage is designed for this sort of thing. The streets flood, but the houses stay dry, and the water goes down FAST. In my (older) neighborhood, there’s one corner still underwater, but the rest is high and dry.
Judging by the flotsam on the sidewalk on my block, the water didn’t get any higher than it did during Ike (which is to say, not very high at all – not even above the sidewalk). The next street over was a little less lucky, but it doesn’t look like water got in anyone’s house here. The houses closer to the bayous and creeks got some water, though, I suspect.
Once again, my outstanding house-buying skills have been VALIDATED. Oh yeah!
(My friends are all snotty about how “far” I supposedly live from work. According to them, my location is stupid and I’m stupid for buying a house aaaall the way over here [they think 25 minutes is a long drive]. Yeah, and whose house survived Ike? Whose neighborhood is not impassable right now? Who’s not paying through the nose for flood insurance? Who’s in a good school district? Who has easy access to multiple highways instead of horribly constrained access to one highway? AND who has a seriously asskickingly unique floor plan with a three-car garage and a workroom and a spacious yard and a covered, screened patio on the east side of the house? That’s right, bitches! ME! Suck it!)
Woo-hoo!
Glad you’re home safe, sound and sassy!
>> Why should her weather be any different?
fag.
We had a cold front come through 2 days ago our high went from 89 to 85.
The low however went from 65 to 40 for 1 day.
All that rain you are getting will be here on monday
Glad you’re home Peel. Was Pepper with you? And please tell about the ass-kickingly unique floor plan.
Pepper’s at my parents’, being a pain in the butt as we speak. Good dog, Pepper. Good dog.
I just think my house is cool. Not as cool as Casa de Meyer, of course, but cool. The great room has lots of goofy angles. I think the house is like me – it seems unassuming and perhaps even ordinary on the outside, but once you get to know the inside, it’s unexpected and wacky and fun. And it’s a very good use of space (with the exception of the laundry area, which is in a crummy location, but I’ve developed workarounds).
Time to bake! It’s my dad’s birthday tomorrow, so I’m making him a walnut carrot cake with homemade butter cream frosting.
I have a cool house too Peel
It was built in 1925 Spanish mission on the outside and Deco bungalow on the inside. Lots of black lacquer and White. (that has been painted over 100 times. When I stripped the doors the original color was black and the walls were white
My nightly Max Pic It is a series of 5 pic’s 803 and going to 807
Pick all sizes, then original and you can see the cat in the window running away.
fag.
Bass guitar player.
yeah, you want to go down the list of instruments?
is that what you wanted to do? I couldn’t hear you.
Peel and Vmax, your homes sound wonderful.
Charm. Layout. Functionality. Important stuff.
We got a great house for guests and parties,
but it calls for lots of cleaning and care.
The great room has lots of goofy angles.
You’ll be needing to plaster in all those corners so Cthulhu can’t get in.
How about some Titi’s?
http://www.zooborns.com/zooborns/2009/04/lincoln-park-zoo-welcomes-a-baby-titi-monkey-into-the-world.html
Hey, I used to play guitar. Not bass, but a real guitar, where you actually have to hit notes and make chords, as opposed to making a thumping noise by hitting strings at random.
Oh yeah, I could rock the house (meaning, my parents’ basement) with my version of If I Had A Hammer. In fact, I still own a guitar, and I’ll bet I could still do that song.
but it calls for lots of cleaning and care.
That is Cathy’s lame appeal for sympathy, but don’t buy it. The real work around here is cleaning the pool, and guess who does that?
My unique version of Mr. Bojangles was even better. I’ll do it at the next IB event, if you think I’m kidding.
But you have to sing along, because my voice sucks.
Fun Fact: In his autobiography, Jerry Jeff Walker specifies that Mr. Bojangles, the drunk who tap danced in a Louisiana prison cell the night he met him, was white.
When it rains like a bitch, dis bitch stays outta da rain.
HAHAHAHAHAHAH
Elphalba!
The real work around here is cleaning the pool, and guess who does that?
The short fit latin guy, with a medium sized anglo pimp negotiating the cash transaction?
I’ve been filmed from a helicopter standing on my car roof.
That is a true story. Cathy sunk our Bluesmobile driving into open water, which is a bad idea in South Texas during a heavy rain, where you can’t tell the difference between a big puddle and a 3′ deep torrent, because they do not have storm sewers down there, they totally rely on surface runoff. This reflects the fact that South Texas typically has 1/2 inch of soil on top of bedrock, so they figure, rather than mine through the rock for storm sewers, aw fuck it, let’s just let the water run down the streets to the nearest crick while we stay parked on high ground.
A new resident from the North does not understand this. If you move to San Antonio, you will eventually watch a news report about Yankee tourists drowning in their cars in a heavy rain. We did.
Fortunately, both of our kids’ saxophones got saved, so we did not lose our most major investment at the scene, aside from the car.
Also, the kids got out through the back seat windows, so that was fortunate as well as the good luck with the saxophones.
Elphalba!
“The Tachyon” is more accurate, and more original. I give you a lot of credit for that nickname.
The Wicked Witch of the West does not really work for Cathy.
I meant that Peel is elphalba.
When in NYC, I almost got a vanity license plate that said “WICKED WITCH: My Other Car is a Broom.” I would have put it in my office. My coworkers would have snickered to themselves at the perceived appropriateness, and I would have snickered to myself at them snickering to themselves. It would have been very meta.
But I didn’t.
Maybe next time.
I only mean it because of the “shy shoulders.”
Michael or whoever hit the nail on the head with “frightened elf.” in conversation.
I don’t remember if I said “frightened elf,” but that’s a pretty good description.
I’m still surprised that Mrs. Peel showed up and dealt with us morons in a graceful way.
She even organized a fun game she brought, which I thought was really cool. In my head, that is sorta how you take charge and deal with a dysfunctional family in a positive way.
That’s just me talking.
Eddie might have won the game in collection, but I think I won overall with me throwing down my drivers liscense.
Might have just been me combining two observations, what with Michael talking about peels “elfin features.” which you did say, and eddie saying something like “she almost looked frightened.” and my bean working as it does, to combine to two into a very valid description.
She’s an elf, no doubt about that.
Especially with Sasquatch in the house.
Surprised you didn’t need new surfacing on your drive after LS left.
The surprising thing about LS is that she is so soft-spoken. I had to strain to listen to her with my aging ears.
Plus, her cherubic ass is so small relative to her frontal presentation and the magnificent feet.
Not that I was checking her out, but you couldn’t fail to notice.
That’s cuz she kept talking over a cigarrette, or controling her voice while gagging on rare beef.
She had a good hearty guffaw laugh, while hugging a guy in his spankies.
Music,
The Cutting Crew
don’t know if she’s gone, but, even if she is, I will keep on.
What is more pathetic?
The fact that ‘elphalba” was a reference on this blog, or that the only people who refrerenced, or responded to the reference were guys?
As for LS, she can play with the boys most ric and tic.
she just is tactical in her timing, cuz she thinks we won’t respond in kind.
Thats why I did the spanky thing. she thought I would back down, but I cam in full force.
TEST ME CHICK! !!! TEST ME!!!
Random think about the spanky’s thing goes back to the first meet-up and I explained how angry I was cuz I forgot my swim trunks cus they were packed up, so if I hit the jacuzzi I’d have to do it naked, and it would look like a moss groth with a single shiny mushroom sticking out.
Cathy said lets go!
I don’t know if she thought I wouldn’t do it, or if she didn’t care, cuz, fact is I would have done it.
anyways, thats why I made the threat and I followed through, the next morning LS, cuz Cathy threw down the gauntlet last year, It’s a silly thing.
Fact is, we are all children, here, we remember when we were youthers, and we play it up, and that makes it fun.
Just saying.
cam in full force.
Okay, bad turn of phrase.
One of my favorite songs by DT http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jBvlz3Pl0-0
I LOVE drummers who are also leads.
One of the things I lie about cowbout mouth is that the drummer is a right lead, but he leads left when he sings.
I get that from niel pert, only niel is EFFING AWESOME, and this guy is just good, but he shifts his lead only for his singing leads.
That’s pimp!!!
Another good band, is 3 doors down, and I used to bang a chick who used to bang the bassist (eat your heart out dave) for 3 doors down, she also STARTED to get close to a member of cowboy mouth but he was married, I don’t know which one.
another random story, my friend who was working on a post grad in lit, who graded from tulane, she knew almost every member of cowboy mouth and she is damn near the only person I knew, (I knew a lot of people) who knew who cowboy mouth was, and she had a MAJOR crush on the bass player. MAJOR!!! like damn near stalking kinda crush.
Another story,
At my brothers wedding reception, he invited my best friend ever, in fact, if I have a boy I will name my boy after him, even though we have grown so far away. . .
Anyways, at my brothers wedding reception, he explained to his wife “I might have to explain my friends to you.”
and at about that time, I was walking up to him, and the DJ started playing “99 luft balloons”
“well, quick, they don’t cut words, and this is wicked, and he is the only man I know who went to college TO join the Marine corps, and also he knows all the words to this song in german and in english.”
(99 luft baloons.)
“this your wife?”
“yes.”
“may I dance?”
“don’t fuck her.”
(we knew eachother well.)
fin.
my favorite dream theater song.
Sorry for being so active, but I have a reason.
3 of the greatest musicians in one music video.
You got vai, you got shaka, and Bozzio (who is in my opinion, the bestests of the bestest.)
And that kid? he can BELT!
” A walking open would, a trophy display of bruises.”
It doesn’t mean I’m not gonna try again.
a couple of times I have fallen from the faces of a rocks, and I skidded down, using my climbing shoes and my fingers and my body pressed against the face of the rock to slow my descent.
I landed roughly, but my legs didn’t suffere nearly as much as my fingers fighting to grab what hold they might find, or my body, as it absorbed the friction of falling, or my joints, as I took a hit, only to throw my body back into the rock, hoping I could grab the nodules my feet touched.
I’ve landed knee to face marked because I didnt’ want to die, and then I would hit the ground.
Right now, I would rather go through that a time or two than what I’m fealing right now.
True story.
I and a frend free soloed up to the top of a 10 something, it was a minor rock face, but it can be deadly.
We did the free solo cuz we are the resident lunatic’s, and we were hooking in, but one of our friends, hooked into his rope, and why my friend was guaging his lead, he just kept taking in rope and he thought something was wrong, he asked me to look.
The reason he was pulling in too much lead is cuz another of our friends a neophyte, who wasn’t a lunatic, just an idiot, was about to mantle.
“GRAB HIM”
I hooked in for base, and I leaned over the face, and I pulled up our friend (who was attached to the same line I was, btw I’m VERY affraid of heights) I got him squared away only about a meter from the face, and I shoved him away from the face when I unhooked him, “SHIT! PINTO!”
My other friend, the one who was fixing the rigging.
“uh, you uh, weren’t hooked in.”
“thats all cool!”
I played it tough for the rest of the day, but I wanted to pass out every time I helped my friends over the mantle.
I was >< that close to killing my friend and myself, because I didn’t check my gear.
never made that mistake again.
sorry for being yappy, I, I, well, I can’t be, I don’t know, I have to be yappy.
EMO
(did I repeat?)
a recomendiation, because this is just plain a good idea.
Michael should link he laptop to his sound system, and bluetth his audio based on his hardware format.
My bro, has linked one of his ‘puters to his radio systems (it’s actually my old radio system) but, to set up a play list over the open system in casa de julio/michael, hell EVERYONE will dance then.
(if you want I can show you how to set it up, but you need to buy a reciever, and a lot of speaker wire, it’s not exacatly easy esecially if you want it ti be concealed.)
Part of the reason I’m willing to be wordy is bedause you don’t have my history, and even more. . . You don’ thave my payment.
I had a AWE! 32 audio card when I was a kid, and my gay bassplayer friend, (like gay and bass player is a couner active paradigmn, right dave?)
We dismantalted my boom box, and we completely refabed a few “RCA” cords.
So we were THE audio capture cats of the net for a bit, we couln’t shrink below simple wave back then, it was only 92-94, but we gave everyone the soundbites the loved.
My unique version of Mr. Bojangles was even better. I’ll do it at the next IB event, if you think I’m kidding.
No, no, we all believe you. No need to sing that horrible, er, classic song.
Pinto, what’s wrong? Something bothering you?
28 out of 30 comments.
W. T. F.
heh, me all cool, was just unhappy for a few moments.
It was late at night geezer, I was the only one conscious, I have a habbit of talking to myself.
I just did so more than normal.
that story about not being hooked/locked in? Absolutely true.
I have other stories like that, and they would sound the same, but that one in particular sticks in my bean.
We dismantalted my boom box, and we completely refabed a few “RCA” cords.
Basically we looped the audio through jones.
You can’t go wrong if you loop it through jones.
About peel’s vanity plat, when I was a kid, I had ’62 T-bird (the headers said “T-Bird” and they were STOCK, I thought that was pimp, it had individual wiper controls, it had the “mercury speedometer” it was a Pimp ass Silver Torquoise Thunderbird. (see marc cohn)
When I bought that pim ass ride, I had to liscense it, and I secured the vanity plate, (my last name) str.
The following year, when my uncle who always drove lincolns, heard that I stole his vanity, He went in on day one for renewal (since we have the same last name) and tried to get his vanity plate back.
But _I_ knew that you can pre-order your plates, so I secured the vanity for the next year (a waste of time cuz I enlisted, and had to sell the car, back to it’s owner, cuz she loved the car)
Unc wasn’t pissed, but he wasn’t happy with me stealing his vanity plate after about 20 years of owning it, it’s actually more than 20 years, I think he kept the plate ever since his first car, so it was fun to steal it from him.
She’s an elf, no doubt about that.
She is a lovely sprite.
That is absolutely brilliant…!
Why thank you, afif
Erm, Lipstick, that was a spambot.
heehee, I know. Just being a goof.
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