Bah, Humbug

One of the best Christmases of my young adult life.

Quiet morning, a good dinner at my cousin's house, then we drove to the U-boat in Boston and drank some beer and checked the place out.

Had a fire that night and my brother came over.

Easy-peasy- japanesey.

Back to the grind.

Damn You, Sherlock Holmes!

I was enjoying the gift that made me pee my pants the other day, and one of the discs kept getting stuck on a scene, and the player would shut down.

I thought that maybe I had a bad disc, but then I realized that the player was bought used about seven years ago.

Time for a new player.

Has Circuit City totally closed its doors yet?

Had a moment, thought I'd say hi.

Hi.

It's been busy at work, so I haven't been able to do much else, as I don't feel like doing shit when I get home except sit down and have the TV watch me.

I've started on Jen's swift, but at the pace I'm going, it should be called a glacial speed. I have the wood gathered and the plans. So far they haven't talked to each other, much less made themselves into a finished product.

Thanks to all who participated in the "Let's make Andy shit himself " Christmas present purchase this year.

When I get home tonight I'm going to hook the speakers in the basement to the DVD player upstairs. This way I can listen to Holmes and Watson while I work on Jen's project.

Busiern' a one arm up in the air paper hanger trying to take over europe

I'm on seven days a week at work for the next month, so you probably won't be seeing any updates.

Drink a beer, have a laugh, pull my finger.

See you in mid-January.

Mmmmmmm...chili

I made chili thursday night to bring into work yesterday. Some said it was hot, some said is was OK, and some said that the last time I made chili their insides hurt, so no thanks.

It filled all three requirements of good chili:

tasted good

filled a hole

full of farts

Yes, it was the gift that kept on giving.

The best thing to come out of Ohio is I-75

As I lay me down to sleep, Lord in Ohio the FIFOs to keep,

because if around them I must travel my nerves to a frizzy end will ravel.

When they drive like ass on the road

I want to squash them like a toad.

Pick a lane you fucking turd

or park your van along the curb.

I know you desire your hovel home,

but the lives you risk are not your own.

Lord take the FIFOs to keep

before I turn them into a bloody heap.