Still here. Not alot to add to the stack lately, but I figure it's only fair to give my public a brief taste of ME.
Went out in public today. Grocery-ing. I have said it before, and I will say it again: Girls just don't get it. I practically had to elbow good looking women out of my way just to get down the aisles. There's tons of them. It doesn't take nearly as much as most girls think it does to be good looking.
On a related note, one of the wierdest things about aging (which I am doing like a fine wine, I must say) is the expansion of the attractiveness age bracket. 17-40, all might give me mild whiplash. Thank goodness I am married and don't have to actually try to sort any of this stuff out into a realistic plan of attack. Who has that kind of time and energy?
*an injun from Injea just bothered me on the phone. I didn't even have the heart to mess with him. What's the point when all his cultural ques are based in a land where God has six heads and is an elephant, and he doesn't even speak the language really anyway? What could I do? A thick Forrest Gump accent would be completely lost on him. I guess I could just be blantantly insulting:
"Es thees joan severe?"
"Chew a leper, Queerbait! Cows suck!"
but there is no subtlely there. Its depressing. *
Welp, good enough. Oh hi to Jess, who swung by the other day (in a virtual sense). Gosh, she's 17 now!! I've known her since she was a kiddo.
Hi to Patrick also. (liz's brother) The guy in my basement found some of the growth serum that I didn't flush, thanks to your lousy advice, and he wreaked merry havoc all over before I could get him with 14cc's of tranquilizer. Lucky for me he was still fairly sedated at the time... If he had really gotten lose it could have been very nasty indeed. Thanks a heap Patrick, for the bad advice! I am back to flushing it now, it seems safer. Maybe if I found a shrinking potion and mixed em before I flushed em...
Now I have this giant bean stalk in the yard though. I wonder what i could get in barter for some of it's seeds. Maybe I could get the green car street legal again. I'll take a handful of magical beans down to the DMV someday and say to the grouchy woman there : "Dew yew knew haaw many Beeeans makes five?!"