I often have the image in my head of holding a club and repeatedly beating in the heads of AAA members who ask some of the most silly and unreasonable requests. And I'm a gentle man at heart loud of bark but stumps for fangs in reality. The only thing that keeps me sane sometimes is knowing we do a little good from time to time. A driver was sent to New Lebanon to a Garden Center for a tire change. Upon arrival he did not see the car anywhere. I call what turns ...
Updated 05-16-2010 at 07:15 PM by mtpspur
What is your name, brother? I am Jean-Paul. You are named for two good men. Saints, sir. Yes, necessarily dead. Saints, I mean. They are still as scented death. Yes sir. When I was a child, Jean-Paul... Yes sir. When I was just a child, and watched a baby sister die, I wore Gucci frames. Donated, to or by some other saint, I don't know which. And though I saw her clear, through that prism, ...
Updated 05-25-2010 at 12:59 AM by hack
Ok, we’re set. Tomorrow we’re off, into the wild blue yonder of half way around the world to a place as remote and ancient as anywhere in the world, a place where westerners crossed over as part of the silk road to China, a place Marco Polo could have felt comfortable, though he didn’t cross that way, a place where the first horses were supposed to have been domesticated, a culture over the centuries mixed with Mongols and Turks and Cossacks and Persians and Chinese, a vast land mostly of steppe ...
A list of things I hate (I’ve tried to put it in order but it depends on how I feel so I might change it). 1) When people mispronounce/spell my surname. It’s surprisingly common and I’ve no idea why. Even if I spell it to them they seem to insist on adding an ‘s’ on the end of it. It’s gotten to a stage where I want to hit them when they do it (never hit anyone yet, but if I get pissed off enough then maybe) and that’s why it’s at number 1. 2) Being looked at/treated ...
I always enjoy going to the reptile store to get mice for my snake because I love to walk around and see what other critters they have, and to moon over the ones I wish I could have, but can't since they get too big, and I don't have the space to keep them. Recently they have acquired a couple of new and rather trippy amphibians in the salamander family. One is called a Lesser Siren, and they are these adorable little guys that look like small eels with two front legs, and the others ...