Wipe that smile off your mug.
Twenty years today. Huh. Pause. Here, a dozen half-ass semi-starts on the complexity of hex mapping low-maintenance rainbows' blood-drenched maws requiring a top-flight tool kit to finish pretend-devouring gleefully chucked philosophy never discussed, hour-long stares through right + wrong axes slope equaling consequence natch & into dry wall & brick, all whilst navigating drunken tidal currents but then I remembered my heritage to filter like a fancy English smoke, so I'm left with a nagging cough, ear-stuck buds, inkless demons, those crumbled-up cringe things, & being one of those where the fuck am I folks. I was promised an ulcer! 'tis nothing congratulatory, spambot acquaintance, merely an approximation spun out of this rock's orbit of a G-class star.
Humans sure love marking the miles before the dirt, which rules 'cause darkthroning is cool & refreshing, unless it's summer, then it's only refreshing.
Saturday, June 30, 2012
Hitchery, or, I try to get through to you, in my own special way
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Summer Refreshing?
Nope, its so hot here my wife even abandoned plans for yard work this morning.
Graves, you swine!
Here in socialist Californiastan the high will be 75°, but the weather app says it will feel like 77°. So, you know, suck on it.
We might be a dystopia sliding into the ocean, but we have nice weather.
Regards,
Tengrain
Ditto what Tengrain said. :-P
And anyway what else do you have to mark the years before becoming a worm sammich?
The storm that came through last night wiped out power at the house in W.V. Typin' atchoo from my sister's place down the road a bit.
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Ha ha, it's all right. Freezing our arses off in New Zild, but don't worry about us.
hey, at least you didn't punk out, which is what a lot of people do when things aren't quite so golden. In all seriousness, much props for that.
Is it your anniversary? That's what my best deciphering skills tell me when the video is blocked from my work computer.
We only did it because we had to; I was in no other way qualified for admission to the usa. Then I spent years wondering why they didn't throw out some of the people born there.
Bad enough you're navigating drunken tidal currents while disoriented. Having to also contend with those crumbled-up cringe things is entirely too, well, too.
Ulcer? Better look up H. pylori on the Internets, Bub. The gut you save could be your own.
BB, aside from last-minute slicing before the city statutes take their pound of wallet, is yard work really necessary?
tengrain, still, it's Californistan, full of plastic people, totally unlike the wholesome and incorruptible midwest.
demeur, pickin' hairs in places that didn't have hair before, duh.
if, a bunch of you mofos got whacked by Big Mother M. Hopefully you won't be without juice for too long lest ye be forced to socialize with other humans. Ewww.
kiwi, in the northern hemisphere, teasing ain't considered nice!
duchess, oh, like all of my other decisions not/made, chalk it up to sheer laziness.
FB, oh (oh?), the video's just my usual power chordy fayre. But 'twas. They *still* won't let you visualize at the grind?
susan, hey, Kazakhstan, I'll trade you one jackass and a Duane Kuiper rookie card for one of your lesser jackasses.
SWA, needed six-wheel drive to top those things, or maybe a tank.
Didn't H. Pylori work for the State Department under Ford?
Happy 20th Anniversary, ye olde anti-sap. Hope the china was safe in all the sexy chasing, headbanging and leaf blowing.
BTW- If you keep it up, maybe you can get one of these.
... if you move to Tuvalu, of course.
Twenty years of Hitchery -- congrats.
FB, does Six Degrees of Someone Who's Been to the Caymans count?
tom, DON'T YOU EVER READ THE POSTS? Drunken heshers, pshaw.
I would love to leave a comment, I really really would, but see... we are very busy being pirates out on old Lake Winnebago/// and there are picnic baskets afloat on dem boats, and coolers full of beer. And damsels wearing LITTLE clothing...wowzers! Besides.... I really didn't understand a thing you wrote. Never have. Itza why I like you so much. Ahoy!
minor chords! this is too much!!!
okjimm, how much beer can you buy with a doubloon?
life, C MINOR SQUARED.
//how much beer can you buy with a doubloon?//
if it's happy hour you get two double bubbles per doubloon... or two loons doubled... or something.
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