If he's on his way to Mad Town, he'd better not be drivin' a bumper-sticker-bedecked, Illinois-Plated (we here refer to that twisted subset of homonids as "Ill-Anoyers"), Pink Volvo wagon. Even at this hour. We got night-vision goggles and laser sights, ya know
(But all the hair is gone in anticipation of the yoo-midity, swimp.)
(Hop skip stumble indeed. Anywhoser, I'm still in Seattle. The truck hits the road on Monday, after house repairs (bad renters, we), new tires, et al and loads of ups for the drivers and downs for the puppies.)
Upsiedowndaisie. Have a fun ride, you guys! (you guys, a favorites appellation when I was a kid, girl amongst girls...in Chicago.)
Ups don't substitute for rest, drive safely patio!
well, i figger the faster i go, the less time i actually spend driving, and so the least chance there is that i will have an accident.
Sound logic.
Just read an article somewhere about speeding -- the fastest drivers tend to be young men, but the largest demographic group to die in traffic accidents are women and the elderly. The author stopped just short of saying "serves 'em right."
Well, I have noticed that driving slowly doesn't necessarily equate to driving attentively, but I think I'd stop somewhat shorter than that. (Really should get off line and call the gas company to cancel, though...)
So you have NO hair, p-dog? Hmmm kinda like a Mexican Hairless?
The pics lilk took are great! Now don't take this wrong, but you remind me a little of Jack Black.
Swimpy wrote:The pics lilk took are great! Now don't take this wrong, but you remind me a little of Jack Black.
You know, you're right, Swimpy, and I was at that gathering! Again, meant only in a good way. I loved Jack Black in "High Fidelity".
WOW - where I have I been? Did he drive my here in a U-Haul?
No, in a Penske truck. Unlimited mileage. Just finished 4000 miles in a week yesterday. Good times.
You know, it's muggy here?
Okay, online for the first time in a week. Better get me a loan.
(Jack Black indeed...)
PATIO!!!!! He is risen!!!!!! How you be, our wee, waggy, darlin'?
Madison is muggy. Yes indeedy. Specially just now. It's BEASTLY in Chicago, prolly about the same there.
4000 miles in a week? Ouch.
(Did we scare him off, dlowan? I'll make a sandwich, you get some beer...)
Knowing that patiodog had been living in Seattle lately, I can guyess how Midwest humidity is getting to him. The air is blessedly dry here in the summer, relatively speaking. The winter, of course, is a different story...
Hang in there, 'dog!
I knew you'd take that wrong.
Maybe I could accept a somewhat elongated Jack Black... but really, I'm a pretty somber person. Deadly serious. And I don't dance.
Anybody notice the Bob Dylan song in the Victoria's Secret commercial? For shame.
I've discovered Leinenkugels. Eleven and a half bucks for a case of beer in long neck bottles (and they're not twist off, so I can use 'em for home brew) at Cub Foods, which also has a big section just for Mexican foods -- esp. sauces and cheeses, mmmm, cheese, yep, lotsa cheese here.
Hippies, too, lots of those. Deb would be right at home. The hippies downstairs have a dog who is the soul sister of our little one -- so our other one can do all the barking he wants and they're not going to complain.
And glad to have the fires and roadwork of Missoula behind me, and the hordes of gelatin-gutted bugs throughout North Dakota farmland (all the bugs are there, I swear). Was a bit disappointed that the tornado that touched down in Duluth as we passed through eastern Minnesota didn't happen where we could see it (just missed tornadoes in Cheyenne on our last trip across the country -- not sure what the deal is with that). Too many state troopers in Indiana, terrible turnpike rest stops in Ohio, just a whole lot of Pennsylvania in Pennsylvania, and was blessed with a very short visit to New Jersey. Am thinking my ass is going to stay off the interstate for a while.
he regrets missing tornadoes!!!! forsooth!
AIN'T NO SMEGGING GODDAMNED HIPPY!
I've never seen a tornado. I like to see big weather events, like being in the middle of a thunderstorm at 12,000 feet. Good stuff, that.
