Scheiss Meister

I'm in, although I feel a little bad sending them to Ohio.

77K former aggy per year voting to destroy UT > 40K per year is their math.

I just got a text about that. Maybe aggy will stop doing stupid things with taxpayer money. Who the hell am I kidding? They'll never stop doing stupid things.

Earley better pray that he wins big from the start. Any setback or drop in production will be blamed on Schloss and UT sending Earley to aggy to finish destroying their baseball program. If, no, when Texas beats the wheels off of aggy, Earley will get roasted.

Cut the belly open first. If you let the decomposition gases build up it will float.

If you look closely at those two headstones center left you can see that one has "Aggy Hopes" engraved on it, and the other has "Aggy Dreams". CDC personally buried them there.

They should promote one of the current assistants to ensure that they are fully bought in to the aggy ethos. Oh, yeah. They left, too. Never mind.

That's fair. I still don't blame Schloss for being emotional right after the loss, though.

Oh, no! Not dastardly! However will we recover from such a stinging rebuke?

Except that he didn't say that. Watch it again. It was mostly in past tense, and he never said that he wasn't leaving. He and his team had just come within a tag and a hit of winning a national championship and were processing that when the reporter asked a question that should have waited a day. The douche was the reporter. I'm impressed as hell with Schloss. He apparently knew about the move since the SEC tournament and still coached aggy to win. A team doesn't make the final series, destroying everything in their path on the way, with a checked out coach. He knew that he was leaving, but still coached through the end. That's professionalism and dedication. I like it.

If it's either Schloss or Vitello I wouldn't expect an announcement until tomorrow or Thursday. Give them time to wrap up things with their team and administration.

His apartment was about 2 1/2 miles from the Oso WWTP, relatively close. The closer you get to a WWTP, the larger the mains must be to carry the flow as the smaller mains join together. If he fell or was placed into an open manhole that close to the plant, the mains should easily be four feet or greater. We'll see what the investigation finds.

Usually disposing of a body in a manhole would result in the body being discovered pretty quickly. Unless the main is four feet or greater in diameter, the body will plug up the main and cause an overflow somewhere upstream. The body would be found when a crew found and cleared the stoppage. If the main was four feet or more in diameter, the body would wash down until it got to a lift station, where it would just float around the wetwell of the lift station until it decomposed enough for parts to pass through the pumps. It looks like that could be what happened here.

I know shit, but I don't know this shit.

One of my early jobs was at a company that made the big metal light poles you see by highways. A new welder was hired on just out of high school. He was a good guy, but not the sharpest you ever saw. One night we were sweeping up the shop, and he broke the wooden handle on his broom. One of the old-timers convinced him that he would be fired if he didn't fix that broom. He asked how he was supposed to fix it, and the old guy said, "Weld it back together. You're a welder, ain't you?" The kid, of course, questioned how one would weld wood. "With a wood rod, dummy!" So the kid went all over the shop trying to find a wood rod. He finally asked the crusty old asshole in the tool crib for a wood rod and got a 10 minute lecture on electricity, conductors, insulators, and how they pertain to welding. A few weeks later, the kid laid down inside one of the poles and fell asleep during first break. After break, when he didn't show up at his station, we were afraid something had happened to him and searched the entire shop for him. One of the other welders found him and, when he was hard to wake, welded scrap strips over both ends of the pole such that the kid couldn't get out. The kid just slept through it all. When supper break came about two hours later, he was still asleep in the pole, so a couple of the welders grabbed some scrap strips and started beating on the sides of the pole. That pole rang like a bell and, of course, woke the kid up. He had a headache and was deaf as a post the rest of the shift. But he didn't take a nap in a pole again.

They sound scared.

Old fart story coming in: Back in the early 80s I worked at a shop making light poles. One guy liked to slip out to the parking lot while everyone was working, pick a random car, and run a wire from one of the spark plug spots on the distributor cap to the driver's seat. You get in and start the car and every time that cylinder fires you get a hell of a shock if you're touching or even close to something metal, like the core of the steering wheel. The funny part is that someone returned the favor to him, but ran the wire to the passenger's bucket seat. He had no clue that his car was rigged until his girlfriend got in the car and he started it up. Cruel? Yes. Funny? Oh fuck yes!

That is not where poop goes, dammit!

Why is everyone asking me this since I retired?

Nope. I put the items on the conveyor in the right order, even grouped together as they should be bagged. If I don't stand on top of the bagger and tell them exactly what to do, they screw it up. Every damn time. I have started just bagging my stuff myself.

I love almost everything about HEB except their baggers. I have to tell them to put the frozen and refrigerated items in the insulated bags, separate soap and bug spray from produce, and not bag bread under or next to canned foods. Do the only hire morons for bagging? Do they not train them?

I once put some methyl red in our toilet and waited for my wife to go pee. My 10 year old son beat her to the toilet and thought he was bleeding out through his pecker.

I guess mom didn't want to pet that dawg. (Anything that reminds me of that video makes me laugh.)

I don't have a shred of civility for fascist fucks like you. Fuck off.

I saw pictures last night of the concert, saw all of those seats on the field, and wondered what happened to their sacred traditions? I guess that money matters more.