Turnip Season
9.27.2003
 
"MY F^$#IN' BABY!!!!"

I went for a run with Tasha (my black lab mix) a few weeks back and was at the corner of "Emmanuel Cleaver II Boulevard" (I still think of it as 47th Street) and Oak, stopped. I was looking down or something when I heard the clunk of metal on metal. There was an old 244 Volvo sitting there, in the center lane, bearing into the right lane like the driver was about to turn right with a mid 70's GM 2 door in the right lane grazing it. A couple was in the OldsmoBuick with a baby in one of those carriers that you put them on the floor in, not the kind recommended for a car seat. At least that's the way it appeared to my childless eyes. The baby slid forward in between the bucket seats.

The woman on the passenger side just screamed, "My Baby!!!".

"MY FUCKIN' BABY!!!!"

She got out of the car.

"MY FUCKIN' BABY!!!!"

She stomped toward the other car.

"MY FUCKIN' BABY!!!!"

I went behind both cars with Tasha and got the hell out of there.

It seems to me it you care about "MY FUCKIN' BABY!!!!" then you spend the money on a proper car seat and have "MY FUCKIN' BABY!!!!" properly fastened in place. And if you're angry at anyone about "MY FUCKIN' BABY!!!!", it should be the guy driving the car who didn't notice the car stopped. Just my 2 cents and maybe I'm overvaluing it.


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9.26.2003
 
Inside Gretchen's Head :: I know you ain't touchin' my mannequin!

She mentions the Geo Metro which I mistakenly thought she and Chris drive. I should have known.

Only morbidly obese people seem to drive those things and Ford Aspires. I often see them and think why don't just they just wrap some tin foil around their asses and get on a skateboard.

9.25.2003
 
I'm so proud of my wife
She's been working on this.

Mike Hendricks Column


PLUS the story by Christine Vendel showing a small photo of Toni

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Things to do today

    Cut the Grass
    Replace the mirror on my truck
    Contact Nate Rodgers to play at the store tomorrow night
    Book a park in Lenexa for the store party
    Read Sandman, A Game of You
    Vacuum the house
    See if I have all the parts I need for the Mini-itx I'm trying to get built
    Sort clothes
    Clean up the Kramer Strat Copy(ZX200) to sell to Luigi
    Work on my action plan for the Specialty ATL


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kellysue.com: red as a cherry

I don't know how to react to this one.

9.22.2003
 
Tiara, Teeth, Tits

So, the other night I was at my appointed post in the Seafood Case and the Associate Store Team Leader came by, waving.

I remarked on her parade wave, like she was Queen Elizabeth or something.

"It's Tiara, Teeth, Tits, " she told me.

Knowing that she had grown up in Texas, I asked if she'd been in beauty pageants as a teenager.

"No, I just knew a lot of Drag Queens."

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