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| Where to begin...
Got the ice warning in my truck via the computer. Kind of funny when you figure it went off at 3 c, then again at 2 c, then got to 1 and 0 without going off. I guess the truck decided that if I hadn't figured out that there may be ice previously, I deserved to get smeared in a traffic collision based on conditions. On a similar note, I was once told that it was 'cold' outside. It was only -6. I told them that when they couldn't tell if they had an erection or they had just wet themselves forming an icicle on their pants they could make that comment to me.
There are definite moments that an owners manual should come with life.
I need new laces for my snowboard boots. What this generally means is that I'll forget, get up the mountain, find that my boots are barely held together, and say that I will purchase them when I get home. Never happens. This will be the third season. I'm just surprised they haven't broken and caused a problem down the hills.
the rest will have to wait, I have crap to take care of... | | |
| Cannot believe half the year is already gone. Have I improved myself? Learned minor phrases in another language, improved on the guitar and saxophone but let the piano go for a while, still working the same job but being asked questions as an expert now for several applications, I am still the same, I'm just older. Isn't that depressing. I figured I would have done something about that by now. Anyone know how to live forever? That's about what it feels like it would take for me to improve myself to my standards. | | |
| New year's was amazing! Seven high grade explosives and I only lost the tip of one thumb!
The night was going alright... I had chopped all the vegetables and set up dinner so I only had to turn on the burner and get it simmering for an hour or two. Friends showed up and we started making explosives, because as anyone nearby knows New Year's is meant to go up. The ball dropping in New York is a joke. It requires lots of planning and a big ball of light falling toward the earth. Giant firecrackers are much more appropriate and negate the need to shoot firearms into the air like many of America's rednecked brethren have proven is retarded.
So we make these items and start getting further into the festivities. I already know what you're thinking... one of the explosives claimed the thumb. No. That would be too drab. It would also call into question my pyrotechnics abilities. No, bombs went off perfectly.
No, my problem is age. During the festivities, someone decided that we should have a duel. I'm all for this as I am a master of all things edged. However, after hours of working on getting the house clean... after hours of chopping food-stuffs so everyone would be treated to a five star meal... I was a bit tired. This is something that I would have not given a second thought to a few years ago. The steel was flying and the clanging was almost as loud as the boom of the fireworks would be soon.
At this point, you're probably thinking that I got my thumb partially removed in a sword fight. Not the case yet again. No, as I said earlier it was the victim of age. Everything else went off without the slightest injury. I was then cutting some of the final implements to finish off dinner when someone drew my attention away from what I was cutting (as I was tired and not in the right frame of mind to be taken by such tasks) and I sliced the end of my thumb off along with some of the meat that was for dinner. I stopped, realizing that the texture was not right for what I was supposed to be chopping. I looked down at the knife, buried in my thumb. It occurred to me to remove it, and that's when I started bleeding. I think the bleeding finally stopped a few hours ago. So, if you're getting older, have a little less stamina to achieve more than anyone else anymore, have been up for a few days plus or minus a few short naps, and have people that may try to tell you an involved story due to the holidays.... DO NOT PICK UP A KNIFE! | | |
| Did you really think I'd gone When you couldn't see me anymore You're still the only one I gotta love *excerpts from 'Ten Days'* A song that can really make someone smile, once you get past the first verse | | |
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