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RDCanecutter

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  1. I drew some wild stuff back in high school but I quit once I read some Freud.
  2. I bet you'll get to keep your arm, but if I'm wrong, demand to keep it and get it taxidermied with maybe some lead weights inserted. Then you stick it up the sleeve of your shirt so it looks like a regular arm. Go to your least favorite bar, pick a fight, then seemingly rip your own arm off and just go to town WHALIN on folks with it.
  3. I am just one member of our League of Extraordinary Gentlemen Assholes.
  4. They are fun. My only trip up in one was in an Eagle 2-seater that was later recalled because too many of them collapsed up in the air. The pilot was a nice guy who later got sideways with the cops over some Smuggler's Blues, so I heard. If you ever wondered what it'd be like to get lifted up by a box kite while a lawnmower runs right behind you, ultralights are the thing.
  5. Common practice in Mexico. But most places people are keeping their speed down so the one=almost-every-block speed bump doesn't disembowel everybody's vehicle.
  6. Of the initial murder? No. Of the execution? Yes. Lasting effects? I don't know. Always had the ability to detach from a situation that you'd think would make somebody go berserk (though I would occasionally let myself go and engage in mayhem, as a sort of gift to myself,) post-execution and maybe just getting older, found myself with a super=power level of calm when I needed it. (I probably just described a personality disorder.) Definitely was given the gift of not being scared of death. Not in a crazy reckless way, I do want to live, but I actually enjoy it more because obviously nothing's forever. My brother showed me a way through fear. Lost the ability to worry about piddly shit. Not sure I ever did, but I don't even have the ability to fake it anymore. Still hate phones ringing, but I only hear real ones.
  7. My little brother committed murder, and was executed. He did die well, doing what he could for the victim's family. I was there in Huntsville for his execution. For the last two weeks before his death, a lawyer was doing what he could to get a stay. My job was to physically run around trying to get statements from people. My phone was ringing itself to pieces. Since then, I had his ghost pop into my car a couple of times on trips. A happy ghost, stopping by for a minute. Not a bad experience. What did bug me was hearing phantom cell phone rings for at least a year afterwards. For a while I'd travel with my phone turned off, just so I'd know it wasn't ringing.
  8. Thing non-dramatic around here. Down to maybe 3-4 pills a day instead of 11+. Almost off the steroids, so I shed all the bloat and am back to looking like Pharaoh's Mummy with Chicken Legs. Main game now is figuring out how to keep blood pressure from going too low while sugar doesn't go too high. Energy level is good. Lots of shows on the schedule, able to heave shit about so far. Painting new stuff. What's cancer doing? No fucking idea. Supposed to get some more scans in April, I'm not gonna worry about it.
  9. Fuck that fuckin shit. Nuke the shit out of it.
  10. Army. So if I could think up a clever come-back, I would.
  11. Work it out with a Magic Missile/ Fireball duel at dawn.
  12. Whoever got royalties for the SEC sticker must have been starving to death before Aggy showed up. Now they and their kids are driving around in lifted Bentleys with gold-plated toilets inside. Aggy luv SEC sticker.
  13. Good to see that Michael Jackson's old nose doctor is still getting work. In her case maybe he actually added flesh to make her human form more believable.
  14. If you're going to snark about my family, sir, do try to get it right.
  15. Glad to see that the neighborhood is no longer black and white like it was in January.
  16. Suits make sense if you're piddling down to the pub in Wales or some shit. Down Mexico-way (and I am including all the Mexican bits like DR or Costa Rica etc) the only guy in a suit I remember seeing was cranking an old-timey music box.
  17. Glancing through this thread, it occurs to me that we aren't even giving this Trump person a chance.
  18. Where in Alabama are you two from? We might be kin.
  19. Gold is squeakingly close to 3,000. Completely arbitrary number, but I bet many of Those Who Want To Sell will do so if it bumps it. Me, I'll just lay low.
  20. Yep. Once he got to a certain level in high school we had him study with a trumpet professor from granddad's college. He also picked up a bunch of paid gigs at churches that way.
  21. I don't want to burn fossil fuels, so I just order them from DoorDash.
  22. First you make a roux. Then you have the maternal grandfather be a music professor and skilled trumpet player himself. Other than that, he pretty much did the regular band type stuff, except he was really good at it, with a wolf-like killer instinct compared to the other puppies. As in, if he missed one note in a recital, he'd go off to an empty room and redo the piece as many times as it took to get it right, even if nobody else was listening. It came from inside him.
  23. What you do is double everybody's Social Security check. This will keep them from noticing that you've Argentina'd the dollar down to a 1/4 of its 2024 value.
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