I am an aging suburban working-class stiff. I have a house, a few cars, a wife, 2 kids, a dog, some guns, a general disregard for the emotional well-being of others, and now - a website. I am neither Republican nor Democrat. I am an equal opportunity hater of stupid people in constant pursuit of instant gratification. Through that, you may now filter the information that follows.
After losing a week to a cough-serum induced haze, things should be back to norma. That last story sucked – but I’ll leave it up to remind myself that I too can do terrible o
The New Year (1/3/04)
Please, someone explain to me why a family of 4 needs 6 freak’in sets of dishes. For Christmas this year, my wonderful wife was given another set of dishes. We now have 2 sets of china (one so “good” that not even I, the alpha male, have used them), 3 of daily dishes, and one just for Christmas. Once I choose on which set of dishes to dine, I have 4 choices of silverware – again, from “daily use” to “don’t ever touch these, don’t even look at these, look away!”
I’m a simple man – paper cups, plastic plates and a K-Bar are all the eating accessories I require – why in the name of all that is holy do we need all this stuff? Simple answer: because “she” wants it.
My good friend Ben came to town yesterday for a routine prisoner transfer,
or as we call them, a “South Texas Death Ride.” He brought
the beast of a truck (shown here), and
2 .45’s, a sniper rifle, a shotgun (shown here)
and the box of ammo he owed me for betting Bush would lose the election.
Good call, Bright Star. There are a few more images here
and here and here
and here.
I know this post sucks but it is the last of the current format. Tomorrow,
these will all be archived and my new format will be up and running: same
worthless content, same misanthropic writer, all new look – that
looks allot like the old look. Try to contain the excitement.