They’re teenagers. Ergo, they’re stupid and nothing they do makes sense.
Rimbo
5122
Hahahahaha! You asshole! ;)
Rimbo
5123
You know, it took me a while to remember the Meat Shield. But now I do. And yes, Guap deserves two (hot, blonde and stacked) chicks at the same time after that. :)
Eilonwy
5124
Bound thesis approved, graduation hood, cap, and gown rental secured, tickets applied for. May graduation is a GO!
Activate interlock! Dynatherms connected! Infracells are up! Megathrusters are GO!
Yay! I didn’t walk for my grad school graduation actually, but I remember the whole approval and binding thing and know what a relief it can be. So grats! Enjoy the relief. You are a person again…for now.
tiohn
5129
I bolted a short ram intake onto my car this morning. $200 plus 30 minutes of work with basic hand tools for 20 more horsepower and an audible turbo and bypass valve is a bargain.
Ok, well, it’s interesting to me. Now I’m off to replace the shifter bushings!
Ezdaar
5130
Protip: Figure out how the hood works beforehand. The standard cheapo ones you might get for graduation are … odd.
Also, congrats!
Sarkus
5131
Today I got a mild (so to speak) case of food poisoning from Jack in the Box at lunch. I only threw up three times in the next few hours but felt better after that. I’m pretty sure it was the tomato slice on my chicken sandwich.
Still sucks though. And I feel mighty dehydrated even hours later.
Strato
5132
Sucks to hear dude. Keep fluids up though. And at least it isn’t bacterial.
Also, mmalloy,congratulations.
AlanT
5133
My 8-year-old son and I went to a lecture at the Air and Space Museum last night, given by Jim Lovell, Fred Haise, Ken Mattingly and Gene Kranz. A late night for him, but Apollo 13 is his favourite film of all time, and those guys are getting pretty old, so how could I not take him? A very entertaining group of men.
We were lucky to get the tickets in the first place; we were on the wait list, and they were assigned 2 minutes before they shut down ticketing altogether, and then when we got there we got bumped up from overflow seating to the main auditorium, so it couldn’t have worked out better.
Oh, John Glenn was in the room too. Looked pretty spry for someone who’s 88.
Acid
5134
Ugh. My wife has to have her gallbladder out on April 26. I’m nervous.
She has gallbladder disease, and she gets weird, stomach virus like episodes but without fever or contagiousness, about every 20 days. She has been enduring them for the past 8 months or so.
I realize that it’s common for women pushing 40 to get this surgery, which will likely be very routine and even laparoscopic (she’ll be home the same day if all goes well), but it still makes me nervous. With all the medical complications I’ve personally experienced, well, I hope my karma isn’t infectious.
I have had two co-workers, a semi-close friend, and my therapist all go through cholecystectomies in the past three years - they generally go without incident so long as the patient takes it easy afterwards and doesn’t do anything dumb that’ll pop staples. She should be fine.
I just signed my offer letter from the company I’ve been contracting with for the last 6 months. This is the first time I’ve actually been an employee in almost 6 years. I got a nice chunk of stock options too.
California labor law has gotten weirder since the last time I had to fill out disability and workman comp forms, that’s for sure. One of the forms for workman’s comp was if I get injured, I have the opportunity to go to a goddamn hippie chiropractor or acupuncturist instead of a real doctor. I presume that it’s one of the rare concessions made to employers in CA labor law, so that when their injured employees go to some crystal healer and don’t get better, they can wave the form in their face and say “MAYBE YOU SHOULD TRY MEDICAL SCIENCE NEXT TIME, JACKASS!”
John Glenn’s childhood home is about a mile away from me as I type this. I could walk to it quite easily. Of course, they actually moved it a bit. It was originally down the road a bit further, but we have to make it easier for the tourists!
Bahimiron put a fucking voodoo curse on me or something. That’s the only explanation.
Signing the lease on the apartment on Monday. So excited.
We seem to have inherited another crocodile, so that’s 8 now. He’s about 2.5 metres long, and seems to love showing off in front of a camera so he’s kind of a lock. The cameraman suggested calling him “Prada” but that would be mean. Anyone have any suggestions?
We’re filming with Smaug in the main croc pool for the next week. On the final day he gets to rip apart a large roadkill (no, I didn’t do it!) wallaby and have the initial “head flick” filmed at 1,000 frames per second. If you can imagine a wallaby carcass being ripped in two in super slow motion, that’s what’s in store.
