Music Helps Sober Weekender Sept 2 Part 1
Someone talk me down. I'm getting that lonely feeling that could make me text handyman and ask to see him. No guarantee he would even agree, but I bet he would. I think I just need a hug.
.
Hangin' at the Laundromat on decent WiFi. Always an interesting Scene...
Far better Weather today than predicted. P/C and some blazing Sun in the Sky well-rinsed from periodic Downpours last Night.
In a nice bit of Serendipity, the Gal I'd spoken with briefly yesterday while Hiking around with MesaDog hit the Road early. Thus, my next, reserved Campsite with 30 Amps of Lextricity opened a Day early. Given the fusterus cluckus yesterday on an uneven Site where the Trailer rolled ~1' away from me, I motivated pronto. Moved the Trailer to this huge, level Site by 9:30, and got my new Cell Antenna way up on a PVC Mast I brought to muck with. Rotated the Mat to hit a sweet spot on a 4G Tower somewhere that's hitting ~3 Megs speed with my Booster Amp. That works. Cleaned the Trailer Abode of endless Dog Debris, and headed down to The Big City here.
With an average Chinese Lunch that assuaged my Jones out of the way, and Laundry in the Dryer [funky Sheets now cleaned], the next stop is the Store for Ginger Beer and more Sunscreen. Then, to the Dog Park down by the River!
I'd like to note the recent passing of a 38 year-old Founding Member of 3 Doors Down: Guitarist Matt Roberts. Prescription Drugs OD. Lethality lurks...
- 'Kryptonite' ~ 3 Doors Down -
- Matt Roberts ~ 3 Doors Down - Rolling Stone Mag -
.
Hangin' at the Laundromat on decent WiFi. Always an interesting Scene...
Far better Weather today than predicted. P/C and some blazing Sun in the Sky well-rinsed from periodic Downpours last Night.
In a nice bit of Serendipity, the Gal I'd spoken with briefly yesterday while Hiking around with MesaDog hit the Road early. Thus, my next, reserved Campsite with 30 Amps of Lextricity opened a Day early. Given the fusterus cluckus yesterday on an uneven Site where the Trailer rolled ~1' away from me, I motivated pronto. Moved the Trailer to this huge, level Site by 9:30, and got my new Cell Antenna way up on a PVC Mast I brought to muck with. Rotated the Mat to hit a sweet spot on a 4G Tower somewhere that's hitting ~3 Megs speed with my Booster Amp. That works. Cleaned the Trailer Abode of endless Dog Debris, and headed down to The Big City here.
With an average Chinese Lunch that assuaged my Jones out of the way, and Laundry in the Dryer [funky Sheets now cleaned], the next stop is the Store for Ginger Beer and more Sunscreen. Then, to the Dog Park down by the River!
I'd like to note the recent passing of a 38 year-old Founding Member of 3 Doors Down: Guitarist Matt Roberts. Prescription Drugs OD. Lethality lurks...
- 'Kryptonite' ~ 3 Doors Down -
- Matt Roberts ~ 3 Doors Down - Rolling Stone Mag -
.
If you text him he's just gonna get hurt xoxo
Not helping?!?!
Just kidding xo
It'll pass- I get it though, I was tempted to call one of my booty calls the other day because I was bored - but he told me he loved me not too long ago, and I don't love him.
So I had to just leave him alone
Marty, I know it's not the same thing but I'm sending you a big fat virtual smooch and hug!!!
Note: thankfully I checked before I posted. Originally it autocorrected to brutal smooch and hug heheheeeee. Glad I caught it, that would have raised a few eyebrows.
Feels good to laugh, really laugh and have it have nothing to do with alcohol.
Too funny on the massage explanation. My mind is considering that means deep tissue massage or......,
Careful!
Note: thankfully I checked before I posted. Originally it autocorrected to brutal smooch and hug heheheeeee. Glad I caught it, that would have raised a few eyebrows.
Feels good to laugh, really laugh and have it have nothing to do with alcohol.
Too funny on the massage explanation. My mind is considering that means deep tissue massage or......,
Careful!
Evening,
I think Tetra and Marty you should hold off, at least for a while
LadyBlue that is tough about your husband, at least it was no worse. Is there any Personal Accident insurance he could claim?
Good to see you Kinzoku
Cardoon I am guessing you work in an industry that is seasonal
Runner up at Crazy Golf (as usual). It is not so warm out tonight but that did not stop one small group of "refreshed" ladies from flashing their boobs. One way to attract a taxi I suppose
I think Tetra and Marty you should hold off, at least for a while
LadyBlue that is tough about your husband, at least it was no worse. Is there any Personal Accident insurance he could claim?
Good to see you Kinzoku
Cardoon I am guessing you work in an industry that is seasonal
Runner up at Crazy Golf (as usual). It is not so warm out tonight but that did not stop one small group of "refreshed" ladies from flashing their boobs. One way to attract a taxi I suppose
From the World's Dumbest Worker's Comp Filings:
Because of my job, I spend a lot of time at the Minnesota State Fair.
Today, I was walking to the exit with a colleague when we decided to get a yummy cream-puff as the last treat of the fair. Big mistake.
A couple years ago, the Fair began renting motor scooters to people. Some of these people have clearly never operated one before. I'm not sure they choose to rent one; I'll keep my theories to myself.
The person ahead of us at the cream puff stand appeared to have no idea how to operate the scooter. Once she got her cream puff, she kept backing up and I said "hey -- be careful, you've got a curb behind you." So she stopped.
Then it was my turn to get my cream puff. Suddenly, I felt something slam into me from behind, hitting my foot and briefly leaving me splayed against the side of the cream puff stand. It was the scooter. Some guys pulled her back. She hit the juice again, moving forward, almost hitting me again but instead hitting the stand and getting the wheel stuck in the siding. The same guys lifted her and the scooter -- several of them were doing the lifting -- and got her/the scooter unstuck. She blurted out "I'm sorry!" then took off fast. Who knows? Maybe she's running over small children at the moment.
Just got back from Urgent Care a little while ago. The doc was concerned that my foot was broken, but it isn't, thank heavens. Foot and lower leg are swollen; bruise is rising. "Sprained" is the garbage can diagnosis. I have to wear a splint for four full days.
I will not miss the Minnesota State Fair.
Because of my job, I spend a lot of time at the Minnesota State Fair.
Today, I was walking to the exit with a colleague when we decided to get a yummy cream-puff as the last treat of the fair. Big mistake.
A couple years ago, the Fair began renting motor scooters to people. Some of these people have clearly never operated one before. I'm not sure they choose to rent one; I'll keep my theories to myself.
The person ahead of us at the cream puff stand appeared to have no idea how to operate the scooter. Once she got her cream puff, she kept backing up and I said "hey -- be careful, you've got a curb behind you." So she stopped.
Then it was my turn to get my cream puff. Suddenly, I felt something slam into me from behind, hitting my foot and briefly leaving me splayed against the side of the cream puff stand. It was the scooter. Some guys pulled her back. She hit the juice again, moving forward, almost hitting me again but instead hitting the stand and getting the wheel stuck in the siding. The same guys lifted her and the scooter -- several of them were doing the lifting -- and got her/the scooter unstuck. She blurted out "I'm sorry!" then took off fast. Who knows? Maybe she's running over small children at the moment.
Just got back from Urgent Care a little while ago. The doc was concerned that my foot was broken, but it isn't, thank heavens. Foot and lower leg are swollen; bruise is rising. "Sprained" is the garbage can diagnosis. I have to wear a splint for four full days.
I will not miss the Minnesota State Fair.
MLD - Big hug
This evening, just completed my NFL fantasy draft, I'm in a league made up of 10 players from Ireland, one of the highlights of my sporting year, and according to the NFL my drafting skills got a B+ grade, I'll take that!!
Here's a tune from the Boss, how many of us have felt like a City of Ruins, either in the past or more recently.
Well for anyone struggling . . . "Come on, Rise up!!"
This evening, just completed my NFL fantasy draft, I'm in a league made up of 10 players from Ireland, one of the highlights of my sporting year, and according to the NFL my drafting skills got a B+ grade, I'll take that!!
Here's a tune from the Boss, how many of us have felt like a City of Ruins, either in the past or more recently.
Well for anyone struggling . . . "Come on, Rise up!!"
Marty, I'm with the rest of the gang. I wouldn't text Handyman.
It *is* hard to feel alone, but bear in mind your relationship with him wasn't one that made you feel happy. It made you feel suffocated.
Hugs, Marty.
It *is* hard to feel alone, but bear in mind your relationship with him wasn't one that made you feel happy. It made you feel suffocated.
Hugs, Marty.
Currently Active Users Viewing this Thread: 1 (0 members and 1 guests)