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June 30, 2006
I-40, I-85, I-77, I-26, I-95, I-95, I-26, I-77, I-85, I-40
32 HOURS
My ass is fucking exhausted tired.
I’m just saying.
Sweet Dreams!
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June 28, 2006
A Good Motherfucker
We will share a moment of grief, with a moment of life.
Just Damn!
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June 27, 2006
Acid Fucking Man
I wasn’t going to post about that bastard…I lied. This will be short and sweet.
The first time I met Rob, I had to carry his dog drunk and drugged ass back from the bar to his hotel room. Then we started fucking around with loaded guns. It was interesting, to say the least. Then we…. well, never mind.
If it wasn’t for him, I would not know these people, and many others.
ANNA
CATFISH
CHOU BABY
CHRISTINA
DASH
DAX
DENNY
DONNIE
ELISSON
ERIC
JIMBO
KELLEY
KEY
LESLIE
MOOGIE
QUEENIE
REDNECK
RUBE
VELOCIMAN
ZONKER
…and from them, I’ve met many others…even a guy infatuated with Syrian modified Soviet T-72’s.
These people are downtown. Down Fucking Town Shirt Off My Back People.
Thank you Rob, and may God rest your soul.
I’ll be there Thursday.
Cool Runnings.
***UPDATE***
Acidman, with great ceremony, will be de-linked, and I have some gutrumbles.com bumper stickers for sale on E-Bay.
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June 26, 2006
Fried
We had a major storm the other night. The house next door to a friend of mine was struck by lightning. It fried everything electric. Everything. Washer, dryer, stove, refrigerator, freezer, microwave, computers, coffee maker, clocks, ceiling lights, lamps, stereo, televisions, razors,,,etc. It even popped recharging PDA’s and cell phones.
And, there was no fire.
Now that is some BAD BAD JUJU.
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June 25, 2006
Still Whacked Out...
...from this.
Wednesday Jun 21 2006
Alltel Pavilion at Walnut Creek
One Sweet World *
Pig *
Grey Street *
Where Are You Going
Joy Ride *
Big Eyed Fish *
Bartender *
So Much To Say *
Too Much *
Dancing Nancies *
Drive In Drive Out *
Hunger For The Great Light *
Break Free *
Louisiana Bayou *
Stay *
__________________
Sister [Dave Solo]
American Baby Intro *
Two Step *
Show Notes:
* Rashawn Ross on Trumpet
I detest his politics, but they can GET FOOGLING DOWN. All the way down. Awesome band.
I guess that means I'm a hypocrite. So be it.
I can find my own way out...Thank You!!!.
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June 24, 2006
Overnight
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June 16, 2006
The Big Triangle
I’m preparing to do about 12,000 miles (as the crow would fly) in the next 10 days. Busy, is an understatement. Pacific Northwest, South Florida, and the Northeast.
I just received a message from Domino, my VoodooWoman, via Carrier Pigeon saying we have to meet soon. That bitch woman is beautiful, highly intelligent, dangerous, crazy, but resourceful. Something is up. As always!
She asked if the keys were still in the same place. My response was: when have you ever needed a key…and, stop using those pigeons…they’re fucking nasty.
She laughed.
And just in case you’re wondering…I’m making a scratch pizza tonight.
Gotta love a smart woman.
I’ll be around.
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June 13, 2006
Root Canal
I was trying to explain my experience with my one and only Root Canal to a friend, but Catfish nailed it way mo betta.
"I would rather chase down an unknown dog and kiss him square in the asshole, than to go to the dentist."
I shared this with my dentist, who is also my good friend, and I had to pick him up off the floor (convulsive laughter) ...I kid you not...that was a new one.
Bwahahahahahahah!!!
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June 11, 2006
We Ate The Bait
Several years ago, a mob of us headed over to the South Carolina coast for some golf, fishing and relaxation. One of us is a world-class chef; and every night he prepared a magnificent dinner, fresh fish, shellfish, fruits, vegetables, bread, and desert.
The next morning, after one such meal, we were loading up for another full day of fishing and drinking cold beverages, and I couldn't find the bait. We had a large sack of shrimp that had been in the sun and nasty ass bilge water for twelve hours the previous day; and it wasn't where I'd left it. I finally asked the cook if he'd seen the bait, and he asked what bait? I said, you know, that big sack of shrimp I put in the cooler last night. Silence!
He replied, damn, we ate it. I didn't realize it was bait, and I cooked it last night...is everyone all right?
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June 10, 2006
IF THEN ELSE
From time to time, I’m called on to teach advanced spreadsheet and SQL database classes. To do this, I must instruct my students how to extract data from a *NIX relational database using the Open Data Base Connectivity (ODBC) drivers supplied for a particular operating system.
Note to everyone…if you can’t configure an ODBC driver…you ain’t advanced. I’m just saying.
It is amazing to me that most people have no concept of IF THEN ELSE (ITE). Theoretically, using ITE logic, every problem can be mathematically solved.
IF she loves you, THEN corral her, ELSE break for cover.
It really is simple.
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June 08, 2006
Out In The Garden
I was “out in� my garden early this morning and stepped on a piece of shit.
I guess I wasn’t the only one.
Congratulations to the United States Air Force, all of our military, supporters, and everyone else who made that possible.
Who’s next?
See you later, bye!
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June 03, 2006
Knock The Back Out Of It
These lovely ladies have done exactly that.
Go read the whole thing.
That is some Juju!
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Payback Stinks
A friend and I sublet a nice crib from a prominent university professor in a prominent Southern city, for a summer. He summered in London. This was the Catdaddy - top floor with a view of downtown. I guess you would call it the Penthouse, although the elevator didn't open in the foyer. We had some good times. Damn good times! After a couple of months, we were asked to leave. No problem, we were always on 10, we had it coming. We also had a 20-pound chunk of Deer in the freezer.
So…
We took that slab of deer, removed the top panels on the roof of the elevator, climbed up and secured it. Bolted everything down, and broke for cover. This was in August, and it had to be 187 degrees inside the elevator shaft.
Obviously, you can guess the rest. The elevator went from LL to the Top all day long, for days, and basically fumigated the whole building. Damn – I think we got ‘em. We did a recon about a week later, and you wouldn’t believe the smell. Did we feel guilty?
Not Really!!
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June 01, 2006
The American Dirtbag
Where I live, we have a huge, relatively new, Hispanic population. These people will work for damn near nothing. Every local company offers "conversational Spanish" courses to their employees. This is bullshit. Double fucking bullshit.
Are they taking American jobs? Yes they are, but,,,the jobs they take are the ones the American dirtball believes they are too good for. The American dirtbag believes they are better than the immigrant. Are they? I don't think so. I think the Left has corrupted their values. The American dirtbag would rather live off of us, for free, than actually contribute to the economy of our country. They are the problem.
I have no answer, but I do know this is a major problem. Now, I don't want to get into an immigration, illegal alien, debate at the moment; I'll save that for later.
But, it does piss me off when someone living in my country cannot communicate with me because they refuse, or are too arrogant to learn English. I think we ought to throw 'em all the fuck out.
Once they are gone, we could force the American dirtbag to work for a living.
We need to get our shit together...NOW.
The jobs are there.
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