Wet socks = Death.....

I've been aroud for a lot of years, and I've learned that a lot of people have a lot of opinions about a lot of things.

And almost nobody agrees on anything.

I think I've uncovered a rarity tho, an bona fide universal fucking truth.

Everyone I've talked to about it (not a huge number but enough) if firmy of the opinion that stepping in something wet while wearing socks is the worst fucking thing in the world.

I've held this to be true for years now, and just recently, through whatever serendipity drives the universe, I've had conversations about it with no less than 5 people, and we all agree.

It fucking sucks like no other.

I mean, for me? I'd almost rather shoot myself in the foot, or even have it amputate than feel that soggy, clingy, nastiness.

It's as fucked up as things get, and I want it to stop.

I know it won't tho. I mean, it's summer, so I'm not running around in my socks much, but come winter I will be.

If I have the misfortune to step in something wet, keep your ears open.

Either for my screams of disgust and dismay, or for the sound of my pistol as I shoot myself in the offending appendage.....

Buenos con queso,

T.

Have you heard of carsonsports.com?

Well, in case you haven't, I'd highly suggest it.

But only if you want to be one of the cool kids, cause we don't no 'poser's hangin' out.

But, on to other things.

Walking sucks.

I mean really sucks.

I did get a ride home tonigh (well sorta) from an old friend, Phil.

He's responsible for the place linked in the title, and you should all go check it out.

Wish I had more, but I'm exhausted...

Buenos con queso,

T.

P.S. it's carsonsports.com in case you missed it.

Surfing's the source. It'll change your life, swear to God

I'm watching Point Break as I blog this morning, and that's one of my fave lines from it.

It's an obscure one, and spoken by a total nobody in the movie (young clerk at a surf shop) but it kind of sums up the surfing philosophy.

I've never been surfing, and I'm sure I'm too old to learn how now, but I like watching it. I really want to go to the North Shore of Hawaii and shoot pics like this:



Is that insane, or what?

I mean, that's like a what, 25 or 30 foot wave?

I can see myself just hanging out at Pipeline, taking pictures like this all day.

Now, all I need's money for the trip to Hawaii....

Donations now being accepted.

Buenos con queso,

T.

No sex, no drugs, no wine, no women, no fun, no sin, no you, no wonder it's dark......

Ok, you get a million bonus points if you know what song that's from (you there psp). So, I know I haven't posted in a couple of days, and I wish I had a better excuse, but I really don't.

I just haven't felt like it.

See, I try and have something to say when I come here to share. It doesn't always work out that way of course, but I always try.

Lately, there just hasn't been much going on. I mean, we've had family dinner, and I owe y'all some pix from same, but I'm lame like that.

I could also tell you how fucking hot it's been, but who really wants to hear that. Either you're sweltering too, or it's been unseasonably cold, and you wish it was warmer.

I don't think that I've mentioned that my car's been out of commision. It died on July 4th, on the way to my work party, and has been sitting in the driveway ever since. Today, I got the bad news from my mechanic that it's prolly a goner.

See, the timing belt went this time, and while it's fixable, it's also probable that the motor has suffered from this, and in all likelihood it will fail again. It's kind of funny that Michael arrived like 2 days before my car died, so we've been able to get around (and ive gotten rides to/from work) but he's been helping out my buddy J by babysitting in the am's.

That means I've had a few walks to/from work lately, which, coupled with the blast furnace temps we've had lately has just been fucking fabbo. Odds are, I get to walk tomorrow too.

In anticipation, I'm charging my iPod, as it was almost dead. While doing that, I was perusing my library (as i usually do) and picking random songs to listen to. I found the song that the title comes from, and remembered (again) how much I love it. In fact, I put it on repeat and listened to it like 5 times in a row.

I love it that much.

I suppose one of these days I can post the answers to my last music related post. Let me know if you want to read what the songs were.

Buenos con queso,

T.

Even better than meteors.....

We're in the middle of what could be called 'summer storm season' here in the Great Basin. In days gone by, most of the Summer here was thunderstorm season. Over the years, as humans have continued to fuck up the weather patterns, we've seen considerably fewer storms.

Also, for whatever reason, most of the damn things have been hitting during the day, which is distressing for me. Not only because I'm at work, and can't really enjoy them, but also because it's virtually impossible to get any good lightning pictures during a daylight storm.

Now, I imagine you're all wondering where this is going. I can hear the ruminations from here. Ok, I'll let you out of the suspense closet, and present you with these:






















In case you can't tell, I'm pretty stoked. Not only was I able to enjoy the light and sound show, but I also got some new photos for my 'folio. It always makes me happy when I can get some nice lighting pictures. Now, I want you all to pray for more storms tonight.

In other news, it's Q's birthday, so why don't you head on over and wish her a happy one?

Also, I did not sign up for NaBloPoMo this month, and even if I had, I'd already have fucked it up, as you can clearly see by looking at my blog.

Buenos con queso,

T.