Tire blows up, Sopranos season over, and you weren't expecting any Dog-Faced Gods!!
Richichi (2:00:07 PM): "The Boogers of Genocide" would be an excellent name for a rock band.
And on a related note:
"Today, America would be outraged if U.N. troops entered Los Angeles to restore order. Tomorrow they will be grateful! This is especially true if they were told that there were an outside threat from beyond, whether real or promulgated, that threatened our very existence. It is then that all peoples of the world will plead to deliver them from this evil. The one thing every man fears is the unknown. When presented with this scenario, individual rights will be willingly relinquished for the guarantee of their well-being granted to them by the World Government."
-Dr. Henry Kissinger, 1991 (from
thebitingfaery)
After posting, I went tokikibird and runstaverun's place Friday night. We were supposed to hang out with aaronkliger, but he was busy. Had a good time with the two of them. On my way to work Sunday, many people kept on gesturing wildly at my rear passenger side.... Yeah. Fuck. A kind co-worker agreed to take it and fill it with air so I could drive up to aaronkliger's place, watch Sopranos, give him his birthday gift, and help him pack. But when I walked out to my car at the end of the shift (hopped up on a good portion of a box of coffee, some Penguin Mints, some Guarana mints, and a root beer float), it was totally flat. Fuck. New tires, recently purchased from Sears. Shit, there's a Sears at the mall. I got the extra coverage, just need to go down there and realize that fuck the service area closes at five.
So I managed to get one roomie to give me a ride back from the freezing cold of the parking lot, and my other roomie to give me a ride to the car in the early wee hours of the morning. Sat about a bit, walked about the mall with the famous walkers, and stood in line when the place opened. Only one guy working the auto counter, took forever for him to get to the people after me. Got my new tire, but couldn't find the paperwork to get it done for free... finally found the paperwork in my mess of a car afterwards, and got reimbursed. Yay.
Backing up a bit, I always have a curse involving the last episode of the Sopranos. Every season, something happens, and I miss seeing it that Sunday night. Cars break down, schedules get insane, drama goes down. Last season a year and a half ago, I was trapped at a train station..... where the fucking little TVs giving you random news snippets revealed who exactly died minutes after the episode went off air. Every year, no matter how I try to ignore the media, I get faced with fucking spoilers. This year, my friends finally got on the bandwagon (after years of me trying to get them to join), so I was fearful that spoilage was bound to happen. But my two roomies were kind, and let me watch it instead of watching Law and Order themselves. Yay! Of course ( Collapse ). But I got to see it, so I was very happy. And hell, ( Collapse ).
The `meme' has been great lately. Though out of the crazy ass submissions for a WTC replacement they linked to, I think they left out even more disturbing ideas. Enough with the fucking crosses, hands of a Christian god, and such. And an airport on top of the replacement towers? Hah! People will be happy with that, sure.
Just went to Taco Bell withincetardis and windexcowboy, and was subjected to an extended version of switch-style propaganda. I'm almost tempted to... try... a Mac. Better go home and play Xbox.
And on a related note:
-Dr. Henry Kissinger, 1991 (from
thebitingfaery)After posting, I went to
kikibird and runstaverun's place Friday night. We were supposed to hang out with aaronkliger, but he was busy. Had a good time with the two of them. On my way to work Sunday, many people kept on gesturing wildly at my rear passenger side.... Yeah. Fuck. A kind co-worker agreed to take it and fill it with air so I could drive up to aaronkliger's place, watch Sopranos, give him his birthday gift, and help him pack. But when I walked out to my car at the end of the shift (hopped up on a good portion of a box of coffee, some Penguin Mints, some Guarana mints, and a root beer float), it was totally flat. Fuck. New tires, recently purchased from Sears. Shit, there's a Sears at the mall. I got the extra coverage, just need to go down there and realize that fuck the service area closes at five.So I managed to get one roomie to give me a ride back from the freezing cold of the parking lot, and my other roomie to give me a ride to the car in the early wee hours of the morning. Sat about a bit, walked about the mall with the famous walkers, and stood in line when the place opened. Only one guy working the auto counter, took forever for him to get to the people after me. Got my new tire, but couldn't find the paperwork to get it done for free... finally found the paperwork in my mess of a car afterwards, and got reimbursed. Yay.
Backing up a bit, I always have a curse involving the last episode of the Sopranos. Every season, something happens, and I miss seeing it that Sunday night. Cars break down, schedules get insane, drama goes down. Last season a year and a half ago, I was trapped at a train station..... where the fucking little TVs giving you random news snippets revealed who exactly died minutes after the episode went off air. Every year, no matter how I try to ignore the media, I get faced with fucking spoilers. This year, my friends finally got on the bandwagon (after years of me trying to get them to join), so I was fearful that spoilage was bound to happen. But my two roomies were kind, and let me watch it instead of watching Law and Order themselves. Yay! Of course ( Collapse ). But I got to see it, so I was very happy. And hell, ( Collapse ).
The `meme' has been great lately. Though out of the crazy ass submissions for a WTC replacement they linked to, I think they left out even more disturbing ideas. Enough with the fucking crosses, hands of a Christian god, and such. And an airport on top of the replacement towers? Hah! People will be happy with that, sure.
Just went to Taco Bell with
incetardis and windexcowboy, and was subjected to an extended version of switch-style propaganda. I'm almost tempted to... try... a Mac. Better go home and play Xbox.
