I hooked it up so my new color danger with snazzy newer color camera can post to the interweb. Thanks, citizenx!

Greetings from the car wash.
I hooked it up so my new color danger with snazzy newer color camera can post to the interweb. Thanks, citizenx!

Greetings from the car wash.
She had one kidney out. Apparently it was totally full of stones. The other one is oddly just fine. The vet is perplexed and has sent samples to labs, etc. She is home and resting. She seems fine except for obviously being a bit tender, and her mew is weak and reedy. She’s her same friendly self though.
Me: Do you guys call this “metabolic syndrome” because diabetes scares the shit out of people or because it is really something new?
Doctor: Uhh… Uhhmm… A little of both
I had a good time at the Pomona Raceway on Saturday with jonpants and the_silent_one. Thanks Jon for driving us all over Southern California! And being our Tour Guide to the World of Vintage Drag Racing.
My photos did not turn out so well, but I got two short movies with the Canon: Hemi Under Glass at night and Night Top Fuel Run.
Top fuel drag racing, even the vintage stuff we were watching, is insanely loud. My ears itched. But Jon is right, nitro smells good. It smells like.. SUBLIMATION.
I can’t remember most of the nonsense the increasingly insane announcers spewed. The one guy just kept saying “boing boing boing boing boing” or “Happy happy happy happy” like an echolalic Ed McMahon. Very odd.
Someone went amok in the Albertson’s in Irvine with a sword and killed two people. Eep.
Seriously hiding behind the beeramid now.
I was back in my old neighborhood in Hollywood. One of my neighbors was do_not_lick and he was going to sell me his car. He kept disappearing, though, and people in the street told me he was too busy concocting an elaborate revenge on his landlord involving apartment destruction, and wouldn’t likely be around to get me the car. I was worried that I’d never get it.
Finally it turned out that the car was across town and I’d have to take the damn bus to it. I was kind of mad. Meanwhile a woman on the street kept accosting me and asking me to try her new Crab and Garlic Pretzels, which were in a # shape and very special. I kept telling her “I can’t taste the crab. It’s all garlic.”
The car I was trying to buy was almost identical to jonpants‘ Firebird, except a bit older.
Ganked from Metafilter. Quicktime.
A Bombay hairdresser, a love story, a haircut.. timeless. Beautiful.
http://www.msnbc.com/local/wjxt/A1585870.asp?cp1=1
http://www.news4jax.com/news/772988/detail.html
I used to sort of know this guy. Surprise, he was a jerk. Also a misogynist. Also creepy. I had no idea he’d end up (probably) blowing his wife to bits.
So glad I only met him the once in person. Shiver. It’s bad enough when you meet people from “The Online” and they’re kind of creepy and make you want to wash their hands. When it turns out they’re on trial for capital murder with explosives…
Last time I saw him he was wearing green tights also. In case you needed a further horror factor.
So Senator Thurmond finally collapsed into dust. And we should memorialize the guy, because he’s part of U.S. History. Even though he was evil.
I figure the best way to do this would be to replace the “Meet Mr. Lincoln” audio-animatronic show at Disneyland with a “Meet Senator Strom”. He could talk about states’ rights, the Nigras, and the War of Northern Aggression. He could filibuster until all the brown people left the theatre. He could even tell amusing stories! Like how he traded in his wife for a new one every 20 years, and screwed lots of interns.
I see a need for some sort of petition. After all, the Republicans are really a lot more like him than like Abe these days. It would fit in more with the times.