Have I mentioned how much I HATE SNOW?
'Cuz I do.
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Have I mentioned how much I HATE SNOW?
'Cuz I do.
This.Quote:
Originally Posted by Spun Lepton
When I went home to visit, I had to drive a rental car three hours to Ames, and I had to stop intermittently to knock off the ice forming on my wipers.
I'm never going back. Ever.
What a crappy rental car. My defroster gets that fine.Quote:
Originally Posted by Dead & Messed Up
Today the wind was ridiculous though. So bad at one point that the sand made it impossible to see the road, and cars pulled over (myself included) for a few minutes.
It also created some heavy damage at a neighboring store, blew open some AC covers at my store, and made an air filter disappear. Weird!
I've driven in plenty of shit in Minnesota, but the most white knuckle driving I had was in the mountains in Austria. Mammoth slush flakes, lightning, crazy fucking weather.
I got drunk that night in Vienna.
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It got a lot worse after those pictures.
It's slowly starting to get a bit chilly here in Florida. I had to wear a jacket today.
:P
Just made my first batch of beer!
'Tis a "West Coast Pale Ale".
It's fermenting in a cupboard in the basement.
I shall report back in 1-2 weeks when fermentation is complete, then in another week or so when it's done carbonating and I'll give a full taste report.
Can't freaking wait! I can see this becoming a very addictive hobby.
I hope you're not insinuating that the Hyundai Accent is crappy.Quote:
Originally Posted by Ezee E
Where the hell was this happening?Quote:
Today the wind was ridiculous though. So bad at one point that the sand made it impossible to see the road, and cars pulled over (myself included) for a few minutes.
It also created some heavy damage at a neighboring store, blew open some AC covers at my store, and made an air filter disappear. Weird!
Colorado. No idea what the MPH of the wind was. At least 50 I'm guessing. It woke me up this morning too.Quote:
Originally Posted by Dead & Messed Up
Congrats! I'll be looking forward to hearing how it turns out! As it turns out, you don't need to wait until it carbonates/conditions to give a taste report, as once it's done fermenting, the flavor will be set (unless you're brewing a lager, which you're not).Quote:
Originally Posted by megladon8
And yes, as far as hobbies go, you can do a whole lot worse than homebrewing. Just wait until you start making beer faster than you can drink it ;).
raiders never reps meee
whyyyyy raiders whyyyyyyyyyyy?!?!?!?!
What have you done to deserve such a prestigious gift?
Is that why you're so angry in your Facebook status?Quote:
Originally Posted by Boner M
Please ignore the last 12 hours of typing from me. If I have in fact typed more than just the above.
It's weird that NYE drunkeness brought out that as my sole latent posting feeling.
For the first time since 'i don't remember I was actually invited to a New Years Eve party, and now I'm here in bed, having just woken up from a 5 hour evening nap. I feel like absolute crap. I don't even know if I'm sick or not, just all around crappy feeling and exaustion. At least I didn't sleepthrough midnight, though, I'll probably go to bed not long after. Bah.
I drove by an apartment complex today where the sign read "Phoenix Lofts. Edgy, Hip, Urban."
Happy New Year, everyone. Here's to a happy and healthy 2009 for all.
Sometimes I lay awake at night, trying to imagine what it would be like, that first time, the sweet caress of Raider's rep.Quote:
Originally Posted by Boner M
It scares me.
Not the peculiar warmth down in the pit of my stomach at the mere thought of it, nor the understanding that to accept his rep would be the first step towards an unstoppable tumble into adulthood and away from the cosy innocence of youth. The former is pleasurable in its fuzzy indistinct import, my body signalling its readiness and trying to cajole my increasingly disordered mind into giving itself over to the pleasures that await me. The latter is inevitable, and something to welcome, the freedom of mind and body that comes, ironically, with the increased responsibility of being a grown-up. I think I'd make a good grown-up. I have that demeanour.
No, what scares me is I may have blown it all up out of proportion, allowed it morph and grow and take hold in my every waking hour so that when (if? again, I can't help exploring the potential divergences) the moment does arrive, I may end up feeling something akin to disappointment, a lingering dissatisfaction that, of all the different scenarios my mind has flicked through, pored over, flirted with, and actively explored with the fevourous devotion reserved for those who love the idea of something but have never actually experienced it first hand - think all those football fans, who have wrapped their lives up in the suffocating cocoon of idealised perfection, offering an unearned righteous self-belief in every armchair decision and drunken pub monologue - the one that I actually experience will be less vivid, less fulfilling, perversely less real than my childish fantasies.
So, yes, it scares me. Is it possible for me to ruin future experiences by thinking too much in the present? Is the solution to not think about anything, but to maintain a disciplined take-life-as-it-comes, act-first think later attitude? What is the value of anticipation if it has the ability to make reality more diminutive, more banal? All of these questions, moths to a candle, mindlessly attracted to the burning central idea.
And yet I still lie there, imaging that rep, a towering numerical figure of almost religious import in any young posters life. That it is to be bestowed upon me by Raiders, well.....there's that warmth again. The ceiling above me seems a million miles away. I smile and I dream.
...
I... just...
...
I repped you for that trans and I'm not sure how I feel about it.
Also, i am in ur city, boner.
I've been raped by Raiders five times.
That is what we're talking about, right?
Happy New Year, Match Cut!
Anyone know where D_Davis has been?
Cool. Whereabout, exactly?Quote:
Originally Posted by Winston*
So, my New Year's was interesting. Well, a bit unusual for me, at least. Played a little Ring of Fire. Watched gay men argue over who's more drunk during said drinking game. Midnight passes. Exchanged maybe 5 mintues worth of conversation with a girl I had just met half an hour prior to our make out session. Ended up asking the girl what her name was afterwards. Oops. Drunken Mortal Combat vs. DC Universe on Xbox then ensued for a good 2 hours.
I'm feeling optimistic about 2009.