'Serenity'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I should not be so sleepy!
Well, I'm droopy, but we had to get up early for Emmett's baseball practice, and now I'm having a mid afternoon, droop inducing beer.
Advice please: the bike JZ wants is on sale for half price. It's pink and has martini glasses painted on it. Downside: no gears, so trickier for SF bike riding. It's more of a cruiser. But it's a cool cruiser.
It's down to $149 from $270 (which was already a discounted price).
I've taught three krav classes, and had at least one argument.
I took a nap.
Erm, Hec? Would it compromise the look of it too much to have a gear package added? And thus, the best of both worlds?
Today I disassembled the rebuilt four-barrel carburetor I just bought, and had my suspicions confirmed - the wankers set the float height wrong.
Erm, Hec? Would it compromise the look of it too much to have a gear package added? And thus, the best of both worlds?
I guess that would depend on how much it costs since I expect something like that would eat up the 50% discount.
the wankers set the float height wrong.
Those inaccurate float height fuckers!
Well, I'm droopy, but we had to get up early for Emmett's baseball practice, and now I'm having a mid afternoon, droop inducing beer.
It's not actually mid-afternoon for you yet, you know. I'm much droopier today after a mid-afternoon coffee than I was yesterday after a mid-afternoon mimosa. It is curious.
But I'm listening to a hilarious mix of music off my computer (unplayed songs alpha by title, so it's all Guy/Nellie McKay/Journey/Kanye West).
It's not actually mid-afternoon for you yet, you know.
Well, that's true. So I think I'll have a latte now on top of the beer for the speedball effect.
The Aristocrats isn't until 4:30! That so jiggers my plans.
I have music on my hands. A grenade was thrown into the CD storage at krav. This counts as mildly weird, but at least it was an un-juiced grenade, that only clipped one CD. But the metallic-optic covering is all over my hands like glitter on steroids from the cleanup.