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It was a joke, although my dad, a pilot, started a company, which, for a time, had an early business jet he flew. It was pretty cool not to wait in my young years before the Houston economy went to shit. I used to joke with my wife about how awful it was the first time I had to fly commercial.

Damn. Good on Colleen ad J-Bar-M. Is there enough in the Surly Wreath/Banner fund to send a lot of Cheesy Squash? I wrote that, and, suddenly, I'm kind of not kidding.

Holy shit!

I need to get the vinyl of VH1 and VH2. I'll probably just order both at the same time, but in reminiscing, I hit this up and remembered how much I love it.

Everyday, I read this thread, and, if I'm not on it, I feel (pretty, pretty, pretty) good. Yeah, I'm jinxing it. This is like when my dad used to say, "Everyday, when I get up, I get the paper and read the obituary. And if I'm not in there, I know it's gonna be a good day."

I'm cooking ahead this weekend for a meal at my wife's family reunion in September. I found a 19 lb, prime brikset for about $117 (sigh), and four racks of baby backs. I'll pick up a few beef cheeks tomorrow. I'll try to get the brisket on as early as possible, get the ribs on by noon (one rack is for dinner), and throw the beef cheeks on at some point thereafter since they only need about four hours on the pit and then will be vac-sealed with beef tallow and thrown in the sous vide overnight at about 200F. Everything will be vac-sealed and frozen. I just hope that big biatch of a brisket doesn't get too stubborn.

Them greens need a bit more in the way of pork byproducts. Also, as someone who might be called not okra's #1 fan, I like it fried and would put my face in that, con su permiso por supesto, Don @Brisketexan

I was thinking about downsizing our private jet, but reading this thread has me thinking it's probably not the right time to do so. Peasants.

First things first, he's okay and so is the dog. My older son was heading back to Austin today. He was on I-35 just south of Waco when he found himself as the third car in a 3-car pileup. As it goes, traffic came to a dead stop south of Waco. Car 1, a Mercedes with radar assisted cruise control stopped on a dime. Car #2 hit Car 1. My son slammed on his breaks and skidded into a Car #2. Airbags deployed. They all pull over to the shoulder and he gets out to check on the people he hit and the other driver. Everybody said they were fine. He texted Driver of Car #2 his insurance information, but Car #2 driver, who spoke little English, indicated that he would call him later. After talking to the driver of Car #1, Car #2 leaves the scene. The suspicion was that he was not legally in-country and didn't want to stick around for law enforcement. I can't say that I blame him. Anyway, my son and Car#1 driver call the cops to make a report. They show up and they tall them what happened. My son, advised by counsel to always tell the truth, told them that he was driving at or under the speed limit, was maintaining a safe, unspecified distance, and that when the car in front of him hit Car#1, he tried to stop but it was an unavoidable accident. In the end, it was determined to be a hit and run, and my son was not ticketed or found at fault. We offered to come help, but he'd already phoned a friend in Austin and was going to try to drive the car (airbags deployed, front bumper now in the cabin) to Austin. I expressed my doubts, but okay. Anyway, it was drivable, but not for long. We got him towed to Temple and are pretty sure that the car's totalled. He says his chest is hurting from where he impacted the airbag and his eye hurts (probably the charge powder from the airbag). So his friend is going to take him to Urgent Care in Georgetown. Probably has some bruised ribs. We'll deal with the Insurance Company in the morning. For now, I'm so incredibly grateful that he (and the dog) are relatively okay. The car's just a thing.

We don't kink shame. She really believed she could make it. Good for her. I hope this doesn't stop her from believing she can do the impossible in the future . . . if she ever wakes up.

This morning, I hit my goal weight of 185 lbs. I'm going to keep up the same routine (diet/exercise/Rx) until 185 is in the middle of my plus/minus weekly swing and then shift into some sort of maintenance routine. I really never thought I'd see this weight again. Now I have to see if any of my suits from the late 90s fit.

"When you're famous, you can do anything you want and get away with it."

I had this same guitar. It was my grab and play for 15 years. Also ended up giving it away to a kid who needed a guitar and couldn't afford one.

Happy Mitch's Eve. Are we calling tomorrow "Turtle Tuesday"?

Got to meet him at a local Texas Exes event on Saturday. He's still at Lindale. What an incredibly good dude. Hook 'em, Swoopes!

2012--2017 American Vintage series guitars are thin nitro, unlike the 1999--2011 AVRI and the 2018-- AVII series, which, as you mention, are nitro over poly.

What about the strip club that had the one next to Surly last year?

Just a kid. R.I.P.

Mmm hmm.

My pallet can't take it once I got away from it And the bottled stuff never did it for me. If, when I was drinking it regularly, they discontinued it, I would have been mental. Thankfully, we were drinking enough of it to keep it profitable.

It's alright if you love me. It's alright if you don't. I'm not afraid of you running away, honey I get the feeling you won't . . . .

TLDR IHDY?