Weekend traffic is terrible. My last trip back from Ft. Worth to RR took 6 hours. Leave as early in the morning as possible to avoid the innevitble accident backup.
Also, don't stop at the Bucees in Temple. There had to be 5000 people there and all 200 pumps were full with waiting lines. The womens restroom line was to the front door.
Ginger. It was Ginger. Those punches and pistol whips must have fucking hurt, because Ginger was completely at Rust’s mercy to go wherever he led. I realize he also needed Rust to get him out of there alive.
Also Rust took a baseball bat hit. All those drugs gave him the Blitzkrieg.
It's a tale as old as time.
Wife is backing out of the garage and scrapes the shark fin antenna thing off of her Q5, taking out the bottom garage door panel in the process.
She claims that her phone fell onto the garaged door opener fob in the console, bringing it down unexpectedly.
I'm skeptical as this is strike two after backing out with the tail gate up. That caused more damage to the tail gate than the garage door though.
I'm a big McConaughey fan. Mud, Killer Joe, Interstellar, and so many more. Heck, I've listened to his audio book Green Lights three times.
Plus, Woody Harrelson was awesome in season 1 too.
I didn't know about the eclipse when I went outside. It had just started, and I was like, oh shit! it's going to eclipse! I grabbed the family and we watched it. Super cool suprise!
I saw Interstellar at the Bullock. It was absolutely the best movie watching experience of my life. The Hans Zimmerman organ music rattled my balls. No food, lots of room, and I went by myself. Incredible.
High hopes for TG2! I’m bringing my kids but I might not sit with them. Too distracting.
We lost our favorite cleaning lady and her crew. La jeffe bought new boobs and butt implants. She leveled up to a rich boyfriend and doesn’t have to clean houses anymore.
Our replacement crew is not as good or nice. $120 every two weeks for 2300sf.
Now that the topic of climbing through drainage tunnels has come up, I’ll tell this short story of childhood stupidity.
This little public park had horizontal concrete drainage pipes where you could see a little bit of light from one end to the other. We were small, probably 6yo.
Yep, we went for it, and made it!
We found another tunnel and decided to go for it, but we couldn’t see light.
I went first and learned that it narrowed in diameter about 30 feet into it. Stuck! We all had to back up like a damn human centipede.
No teachers or moms had any idea where we were. When we got out we acted like nothing happened.
Dirt holes is easy. Hitting round rock limestone when you're only dick deep takes a commitment. I broke a tooth from gritting my teeth while hammering a spike to break that shit out. That was an expensive hole.