Four-Thirty
Welcome to post #430! Woo! For those of you still with us, good on you. For those just starting out, welcome. For those of you who have left us, we're sorry to see you go, but we don't need ya.
I didn't get this comic until I bought the game Saturday, and then I started laughing my ass off. Is this game fun? Yes. Is it making me feel dumb? Sometimes. Especially when Kasey is scoffing at me because I don't know basic geometry. And she's kicking my ass at Brain Age, too.
We spent all weekend eating sweets, watching TV, and playing the DS Lite. I also finished putting up shelves, got a cold, bought 2001 on DVD and helped straighten up my local bike shoppe while St. Gordon estimated the costs of converting my lacky's rusty bike into a sweet-ass ugly fixed-gear. If he doesn't want to bother with it I might offer to buy it off him and have a brakeless 90's highlighter green bike all to myself.
We also hit up Bed, Bath, & Beyond and found some frames and a comforter for Kasey. I don't know why I bought it. It's hard enough getting out of bed without adding a fluffy white comforter to contrast prettily with her pale skin and red hair. If I was single I'd get to work at 6am every day and hardly every sleep. But as it is, I'm a bed bug.
I did a bit of biking around on Sunday with Kurtz, trying to sneak into shipping yards to take pictures of the huge container loaders perched on the edges of the water. Click the pic to see more.
We got closer than I thought we would, and on the way back Kurtz found a way to get even closer. We picked up our bikes and carried them through untamed foliage, over sand, and around boogery jelly fish.
It was the kind of grey day that makes me think of apocalypse, and the washed-up, rusty trash and cement barriers made it even better. Walking amongst broken clams and seagull tracks under the bridge was pretty cool.
I have a cold. It sucks. I blame the Girl Scout cookies and donuts. I'm still riding into work, and being on the bike actually makes me feel better. At least I'm not sneezing while I pedal.
I got squat done this weekend. No trash was taken out, no recycling was taken down, no family was called. And I had plans to do all that and more. Again, I blame the Girl Scouts.
Time for me to work. Godspeed, you black emperors.
- David
I didn't get this comic until I bought the game Saturday, and then I started laughing my ass off. Is this game fun? Yes. Is it making me feel dumb? Sometimes. Especially when Kasey is scoffing at me because I don't know basic geometry. And she's kicking my ass at Brain Age, too.We spent all weekend eating sweets, watching TV, and playing the DS Lite. I also finished putting up shelves, got a cold, bought 2001 on DVD and helped straighten up my local bike shoppe while St. Gordon estimated the costs of converting my lacky's rusty bike into a sweet-ass ugly fixed-gear. If he doesn't want to bother with it I might offer to buy it off him and have a brakeless 90's highlighter green bike all to myself.
We also hit up Bed, Bath, & Beyond and found some frames and a comforter for Kasey. I don't know why I bought it. It's hard enough getting out of bed without adding a fluffy white comforter to contrast prettily with her pale skin and red hair. If I was single I'd get to work at 6am every day and hardly every sleep. But as it is, I'm a bed bug.
I did a bit of biking around on Sunday with Kurtz, trying to sneak into shipping yards to take pictures of the huge container loaders perched on the edges of the water. Click the pic to see more.We got closer than I thought we would, and on the way back Kurtz found a way to get even closer. We picked up our bikes and carried them through untamed foliage, over sand, and around boogery jelly fish.
It was the kind of grey day that makes me think of apocalypse, and the washed-up, rusty trash and cement barriers made it even better. Walking amongst broken clams and seagull tracks under the bridge was pretty cool.
I have a cold. It sucks. I blame the Girl Scout cookies and donuts. I'm still riding into work, and being on the bike actually makes me feel better. At least I'm not sneezing while I pedal.
I got squat done this weekend. No trash was taken out, no recycling was taken down, no family was called. And I had plans to do all that and more. Again, I blame the Girl Scouts.
Time for me to work. Godspeed, you black emperors.
- David
posted by BuddhaDave at
12:02 PM
1 Comments:
Me smurt. Accept it!
And just you wait. One comforter down, one pillow top mattress to go!
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