I am the Cheshire Cat, bit weird looking, bit weird acting, with a macabre side, I appear, then I disappear. I need to be under adult supervision at all time. I cannnot be left to my own devices.
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Monday, January 26, 2015, 1:02:36 AM- Happy Aussie Day!!! | ||||||
Cheers to all my friends from OZ on here | ||||||
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Monday, January 19, 2015, 8:59:59 PM- Lunch (aka when the locus come...) | ||||||
Now I am still not feeling well. So all I wanted for lunch was Hot n Sour soup. Now my fav Chinese closed up three months ago. But I ate at my number 2 right before Christmas. The have good hot n sour soup plus the hottest chinese mustard around. Drive over there. CLOSED. They are becoming a crayfish place (a few years back the Sacramento Delta was the largest crayfish producer in the US - before the drought). So crayfish are not as unusual as it sound. But it does me no good in my search for Hot n Sour soup. Go to number 3. A pit of place. In a dead strip mall, vacant storefronts on either side, I am sure they use the rats in the kitchen in place of chicken. But they do make good soup - I only order it with Tofu. THEY have a fucking rental truck in front, moving all the fixtures out. FUCK! Ok, plan B - Chicken Noodle soup from Safeway. Hell it is right across the street. They only have large containers at the soup station. I do not want, need, or wish to pay $5.00 for a large chicken noodle. I ask at the deli counter if they had small containers for soup. The bitch said they were too busy to worry about the containers for soup. Shit I was the only person at the deli counter. Oh well. Plan C. I put a piece of lamb in marinate yesterday for dinner today. Guess dinner is pushed up a few hours. Make some curried couscous. Heat the broiler and stick the lamb in. Pull it out, flip it. Loookin good. Set the table. Go to pull the lamb out and I have a grease fire in the broiler pan. DOUBLE FUCCCCCCCCCCK!!! Fork the lamb out of the pan, fling it on the plate, grab the baking soda, dump some in the pan, kill the flames. Then I sit down to eat - fearing the worst. In spite of everything the lamb came out great. Juicy, tender, great taste. The only burned parts were fat. It was a fattier piece of meat then I thought which is why the flame up. So now I have an oven door to clean up, I am not exact when dousing ustensile enflamme, and perplexed on what to make for dinner. | ||||||
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Monday, August 25, 2014, 1:33:51 AM- This blog is not about earthquakes but USA Truck drivers | ||||||
I was a wonderin' if this was long lost buddy Tux. But then the idjit got out of the truck and he had hair. Now I sure as hell hope this is not one of USA Trucks trainers. The other question is why the hell did dispatch send him on this route. The earthquake blog may happen later. But I do want to thank the folks who sent texts or pm's asking if I was ok. | ||||||
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Sunday, July 20, 2014, 2:47:12 AM- Feeling old | ||||||
Well this started yesterday. A bunch of us were hanging around a conference room waiting for the folks to come out. Two of us wanted the people to sign off on something, the others wanted the room. Somehow the conversation turned to punch cards. One of the people I work with (a really cute woman who just turned 30) said I have no idea what you are talking about. I mentioned (in depth) about programming in 1973 with them. And how it was awful when an ex GF was working the computer room. Now remember the oldest of these people are at least 15 years younger than I. After I explained it, my coworker said 'oh yea I read about that. Don't remember if it was Steve Jobs or a book about Bill Gates'. Yes I was the old fart in the room. Semi-fast forward to tonight. Can't move too fast with a dino like me. I am watching the KISS concert on Yahoo. Stanley was doing the intro. When the did a crowd shot I saw a guy I worked with in about the 10th row. With two fucking hot chicks on either side. So I had to do the text. Looks like you are about the old guy in the crowd. He replied fuck ya. Except for the old guy with the d*ughter next to me. I asked how old is the guy. My bud said old. How old. Finally my friend asked. The "old" guy is three years younger than I. LMAO. This is how it is when you get old I guess. You know about shit that your co-workers have no idea of. People younger than your stepkids age are at concerts for bands you watched in you early 20's. Feeling like they are fucking old. God I feel so old. But I know I am so fucking awesome that I don't give a rats ass. LOL | ||||||
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Saturday, June 28, 2014, 6:38:17 PM- Electric fence | ||||||
Yes I am alive and well. The aliens are still holding me hostage at a location in San Francisco but my bank account is getting a much needed cash infusion. This one has been around for awhile but it still makes go 'people never learn' | ||||||
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Monday, May 19, 2014, 4:03:24 AM- You don't want to know why | ||||||
Lets just say there was smell while making dinner........... | ||||||
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Thursday, May 15, 2014, 1:13:30 AM- Great spring day. | ||||||
Today was a day for rebirth. Saying goodbye to winter. Soon summer will be here. Then we will singing something like this. | ||||||
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Tuesday, April 1, 2014, 5:44:06 PM- Why does this remind me of TC??? | ||||||
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Friday, March 21, 2014, 3:10:05 AM- Tonight | ||||||
Evening started out good with the NDSU/OK basketball game on. Then I found out my youngest niece had to take her youngest (maybe 8 months) to ER. He had a bump on his head when she got him at daycare. To put it simple terms he is having a brain hemorrhage. Well the Bison won in OT but the little guys struggles kind of put everything in proper perspective. I would love it if you could find some room for them in your thoughts. | ||||||
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Thursday, March 20, 2014, 2:56:16 AM- Spring is soon gonna be sprung in the NoHemi | ||||||
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