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Things that I find entertaining
So, we’re going to my company picnic, and there was the big motorcycle rally in Austin this weekend…
And, of course, there’s a fatality. On I-35 southbound. On our way to the picnic.
And, of course, all 3 lanes of the highway come to a (more or less) complete stop. Even the access road…
Two hours it took us to get through the town of Kyle, TX.
Cy said
I’ve never spent so much time in Kyle
My response? (rated PG-13) Continue reading “Long traffic jams in small Texas towns leads to cynicism”
Not only is he a spam-fighter extraordinaire, but when traveling, he found A service that you can’t refuse.
to ask,
Who’s been listening to my razor?
I can’t remember his name (unless specifically reminded), but The Smoking Gun has archived the address at which he was arrested for, well, playing bongos naked.
Keep Austin Wierd!
We went to the local comedy club. It wasn’t great, but:
Stars have a weight limit
vs.
Fat Actress (which is actually pretty fscking funny, despite the fact the KA is deeply into scientology. Or has she wized up and left it? Who cares?)
Here is a short list of subjects for children’s songs I want to hear:
Hey, so long as it’s morbid and/or depressing it should all be good!
…when I pee so much that my pants are looser.
Her birthday bike was too big; her legs just aren’t long enough to follow through the bottom of the stroke, so she ended up braking to a stop each cycle. Not very enabling.
So, we got her an el-cheapo smaller bike (she chose Dora the Explorer). All day long there have been people coming and going, and each time I warned her about a car she immediately got out of the street and/or driveway. Since she was so good about that, I told her that we would get her a bike she could fit on tomorrow.
Daddy Cy, however, suggested that we get one tonight — a stroke of parenting genius! She got the immediate reward, which I’m sure she’ll remember, plus we got to kill several birds with one stone by getting shipping supplies at the same time.
Funniest moment: She saw a Scooby flashlight, and told us
“I’ve been looking for one of these!”
Like either of us has the power to resist that kind of cuteness. C’mon.
What is Ray Liotta, the kiss of death to good plots everywhere?
One would think that John Cusack would know better — but then again I thought the same thing about Morgan Freeman showing up in Dreamcatcher. Why, oh why would anyone do either of those films after Se7en and The Shawshank Redemption or The Grifters and Being John Malkovich?
Then again, I’m sure either one could buy and sell me ten times over.
Didn’t she know that I would report it to spamcop?