Given the title of this post, you'd prolly think that I'm watching V for Vendetta while I blog this, but you'd be wrong.....
I'm actually watching Episode 5 of Firefly, 'Safe.'
I don't know if any of you ever watched it, or the movie Serenity, and I know I've prolly talked about it before, but you really should give it a look....
But, I digress....
This is what I came here to share with you:
Hmmmmm
Buenos con queso,
T.
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Tuesday, August 09, 2011
HOW hot did you say it was yesterday?
Now, this isn't actually from yesterday, it was more like a couple weeks ago, but's it's impressive, nonetheless...
I know I've talked about the weather here, and how crazy it is, and I've even talked about this area being a 'mountain desert.' but I don't know if I've shown you what the desert heat can do.
I mean, I've shown you snow, lightning, wildfires, but through it all, there's the heat.
This poor soul was left in my Technical Advisor's automobile.
Poor Walleye.....or whatever the fuck his name is.....
Anyhow, as Paris would say, 'That's Hot."
Yes, I know that 'hot' shouldn't be capatialized, but I'll bet she thinks it does....
I'm just sayin'.
Buenos con queso,
T.
I know I've talked about the weather here, and how crazy it is, and I've even talked about this area being a 'mountain desert.' but I don't know if I've shown you what the desert heat can do.
I mean, I've shown you snow, lightning, wildfires, but through it all, there's the heat.
This poor soul was left in my Technical Advisor's automobile.
I present for your viewing pleasure, Hot Pez:
Poor Walleye.....or whatever the fuck his name is.....
Anyhow, as Paris would say, 'That's Hot."
Yes, I know that 'hot' shouldn't be capatialized, but I'll bet she thinks it does....
I'm just sayin'.
Buenos con queso,
T.
Monday, August 01, 2011
The most epic shopping list ever?
Quite possibly.
I know it's been forever since I've posted, but I've gotten really tired of explaining/making up excuses for why I haven't been posting, so I'm not going to do it.
There have been some changes since last I posted (duh) which include, but are not limited to: getting a car, organizing my room (somewhat), a new cash windfall, and some good Samaritan work.
The car, if you care, is a 1982 Toyota Celica.
It looks something like this, although, not quite as new:
The color scheme is even basically the same.
Pops found out that he's entitled to (and getting) around 500 bux a month from the clerks union (which he didnt think he qualified for), which is nice, and will help greatly with the day to day/month to month money woes that we all face....well, that pops and I face, anyhow.
Not sure that his money will help any of you, but.....
I'm not really going to touch on my room, as I'm sure none of you care if my room's a mess or not (except perhaps for you mom), so on to the good samaritanism....
I mentioned, however briefly, that we moved. It was nothing major, just out of a condo to an apartment. I mean, it is closer to work, and the rent is 50 bux cheaper, and we don't have to pay utilities (except for cable/inet/phone of course) but basically, just new digs.
Upon moving in, like all good Americans, we closed ourselves in, and did our level best not to get to know our neighbors.
Well, except for James, my long-time friend, and tech advisor (apt 49) and a High School buddy, Bruce (apt 63), both of whom actually live in the same complex.
So, flash forward a few months, and one day, we notice our next-door neighbor (right hand side), whom I've since learned is named Simon, on the ground, struggling to get back on his feet.
I'm not sure exactly what happened, but he fell, either getting into, or out of his car.
Now, mind you, up to this point, the only thing I knew about him was that he was old (ive since found out hes 84), and Chinese. His wife Anna, is 90. Well, as a result of his fall, and for how long, I'm not sure, but he was giving a 'no driving' prohibition.
Being the nice guy that I am, I offered. I've taken him tothe doc's a couple times, and to the store a few times, and he's gotten to the point now where he trusts me. He'll give me money, the keys to his car, and a list.
I mean, he still checks the receipts/change when I come back with his goods, but that's just a cultural thing.
Now, as you might imagine, his lists are all written in spidery old-man printing. The other day, however, there was something else that caught my eye:
It's right there, at the top of the list. See where he asks for Kikkoman soy sauce? And then there's a Chinese character there?
If you look closely, you'll see that it's the same as the one above.
Now, say what you will, but I think that makes this the most epic shopping list ever!!
Buenos con queso,
T.
I know it's been forever since I've posted, but I've gotten really tired of explaining/making up excuses for why I haven't been posting, so I'm not going to do it.
There have been some changes since last I posted (duh) which include, but are not limited to: getting a car, organizing my room (somewhat), a new cash windfall, and some good Samaritan work.
The car, if you care, is a 1982 Toyota Celica.
It looks something like this, although, not quite as new:
The color scheme is even basically the same.
Pops found out that he's entitled to (and getting) around 500 bux a month from the clerks union (which he didnt think he qualified for), which is nice, and will help greatly with the day to day/month to month money woes that we all face....well, that pops and I face, anyhow.
Not sure that his money will help any of you, but.....
I'm not really going to touch on my room, as I'm sure none of you care if my room's a mess or not (except perhaps for you mom), so on to the good samaritanism....
I mentioned, however briefly, that we moved. It was nothing major, just out of a condo to an apartment. I mean, it is closer to work, and the rent is 50 bux cheaper, and we don't have to pay utilities (except for cable/inet/phone of course) but basically, just new digs.
Upon moving in, like all good Americans, we closed ourselves in, and did our level best not to get to know our neighbors.
Well, except for James, my long-time friend, and tech advisor (apt 49) and a High School buddy, Bruce (apt 63), both of whom actually live in the same complex.
So, flash forward a few months, and one day, we notice our next-door neighbor (right hand side), whom I've since learned is named Simon, on the ground, struggling to get back on his feet.
I'm not sure exactly what happened, but he fell, either getting into, or out of his car.
Now, mind you, up to this point, the only thing I knew about him was that he was old (ive since found out hes 84), and Chinese. His wife Anna, is 90. Well, as a result of his fall, and for how long, I'm not sure, but he was giving a 'no driving' prohibition.
Being the nice guy that I am, I offered. I've taken him tothe doc's a couple times, and to the store a few times, and he's gotten to the point now where he trusts me. He'll give me money, the keys to his car, and a list.
I mean, he still checks the receipts/change when I come back with his goods, but that's just a cultural thing.
Now, as you might imagine, his lists are all written in spidery old-man printing. The other day, however, there was something else that caught my eye:
It's right there, at the top of the list. See where he asks for Kikkoman soy sauce? And then there's a Chinese character there?
If you look closely, you'll see that it's the same as the one above.
Now, say what you will, but I think that makes this the most epic shopping list ever!!
Buenos con queso,
T.
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