There was an incident in my garage this morning that left me and the floor covered with red paint. I was thinking of calling it the "Great Spray Can Massacree", but then I remembered what day it is and I realized it's all been done before.
And to think that these days we can't even go down to the corner store and purchase a Thompson submachine gun - man, has this country gone downhill or what?
On the plus side, I was able to pull a fiberglass splinter out of the back of my hand this afternoon - it got jammed in there when I was working on my other house back in December. This is one time that I don't mind parting company with something that has been close to me for a long time.
I decorated some cupcakes at the restaurant for the big day today. Since they're small, I had to abbreviate, so I put "Happy VD!!" on them. For some reason, they didn't sell very well. This economy sucks.
That was the first time I ever attempted to listen to anything by Warren Zevon - made it over 30 seconds in. If he is pro-Tommy gun, perhaps I should have tried harder, but it matters not - of all of us here, I think only CL has actually fired one of those beasts.
Put a hundred rounds in the drum, Bub, let me have at it!
I think only CL has actually fired one of those beasts.
It's true. here. The Thompson tends to drift up and to the right because of the feed mechanism: shells exit bottom left. Next time--if there is one--I'll go for the grease gun or a German MG42 copy.
Valentine's Day has grown exponentially during my adult life. Even in the 70's it was not 25% of what it is now. I consider it a horseshit holiday. I make my bride a favorite dinner[which I often do] and that's it. This year it was chicken marsala, risotto and green beans cooked in olive oil. Carrot cake for dessert.
I hate Sarah Jessica Parker, Robin Williams, Tim Robbins, Susan Saradon, the BJ Hunnicut guy, brussel sprouts, the Boston Red Sox, commies and well, lawyers.
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There was an incident in my garage this morning that left me and the floor covered with red paint. I was thinking of calling it the "Great Spray Can Massacree", but then I remembered what day it is and I realized it's all been done before.
And to think that these days we can't even go down to the corner store and purchase a Thompson submachine gun - man, has this country gone downhill or what?
On the plus side, I was able to pull a fiberglass splinter out of the back of my hand this afternoon - it got jammed in there when I was working on my other house back in December. This is one time that I don't mind parting company with something that has been close to me for a long time.
Warren Zevon approves of Sixty's post.
I decorated some cupcakes at the restaurant for the big day today. Since they're small, I had to abbreviate, so I put "Happy VD!!" on them. For some reason, they didn't sell very well. This economy sucks.
LOL!
That was the first time I ever attempted to listen to anything by Warren Zevon - made it over 30 seconds in. If he is pro-Tommy gun, perhaps I should have tried harder, but it matters not - of all of us here, I think only CL has actually fired one of those beasts.
Put a hundred rounds in the drum, Bub, let me have at it!
I think only CL has actually fired one of those beasts.
It's true. here. The Thompson tends to drift up and to the right because of the feed mechanism: shells exit bottom left. Next time--if there is one--I'll go for the grease gun or a German MG42 copy.
CL - in charge and livin' large!
Where's your God now, eh, Moses?
Yeah...see? Yeah! See?
Wait, I guess I should save that for Passover.
Just got back from Dosa Temple Restaurant and smell like curry.
Next door the italian restaurant was having seafood fra diablo on special-lobster, shrimp, scallops, clams, marinara and ziti...I was deva.
Happy V Day
tits for life
Valentine's Day has grown exponentially during my adult life. Even in the 70's it was not 25% of what it is now. I consider it a horseshit holiday. I make my bride a favorite dinner[which I often do] and that's it. This year it was chicken marsala, risotto and green beans cooked in olive oil. Carrot cake for dessert.
windbag, next year try STD!
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