wd40

ma'am, we're not talking about physics, here. it's a game with made up rules that get changed every year.

obviously the patient's fault. failed to mark it with the Sharpie provided.

hold up. my hearing is not very good. so, someone please tell me the song lyric at about 12sec does not say "anal surprise".

it's not the pizza so much as it's your genes, followed by alcohol.

leftover brisket cheesesteak.

pre-grated cheese and some runny-ass egg. I'll allow it (not that I have any authority).

stopped at Lowe's last week, on the way through Marble Falls to pick up my boat from the shop, and Mexican Jim Rockford (sorta) pulled up, just as I was leaving. rare to see one in such great shape in the wild. funny thing was: as I came back through town on my way home, I saw a black TA about the same model year, that also appeared to be in great shape. tbh, not my favorite cars ever, but they bring back some memories, for sure.

I'm sorry, but this is just more wish casting. with the numbers of civilian dead, raped and tortured that we already know about, plus the continuing and increasingly massive missile and drone attacks against critical infrastructure, flooding Kyiv isn't going to make Sleepy or Sullen even blink. the fact that the Kursk invasion owes most of its success to date to the fact they didn't tell anyone in the west/US, indicates the level of rot in or national defense at the executive level. the same traitors whispering to putin are the same ones whispering to potus about provocation risk. fuckingembarrassing.gif

wife had bookclub tonight, so the kids and I made poutine. kicked mine up a notch with a handful of goodies from the pickeld jap jar. and yes, I'm now sure I'm tatertot people. had some gravy left. also remembered we had a leftover cheeseburger patty. doing my part to declutter the fridge.

Dear Charlie: your whole Kurt Bohls bit was epic, but this is war we're talking about here. Thx, wd

cuidado, Llano County bros and broettes. or Mason, per the radar. can't believe I can see all the way to Mason, tho. looks like heat lightning, to me.

that was the dregs, after I got back. I was late getting down to the water, due to a meeting, but by the time I'd paddled out to the middle of the cove, the clouds all over the sky were lit up with various colors. this is a better sunset shot. the highlight of a rough night on water (engine quit).

gotta run the BOAT to the shop, in the morning. can't seem to not drink, out here how it started where we are: whiskey, heb sour crack and onion, raisin bran (being old sucks) where we're going