Chats In The Belfry

I rescued a dog that was in the highway during rush hour this evening.

 

Cabbage always gives me an enormous amount of gas in the stomach but being a Polak it's a pretty staple food of mine. Sauerkraut etc. love that shit.

 

I am going to have to buy another fence thing to put in front of the stairs, so Champy cannot run up the stairs anymore....Too much stress worrying if he will or not all day....so that's that....lol

Good for you, Ari!

 

hehe...


good morning...

 

Headed south again this afternoon.

Nice thread name mother love.

 

Right!




Ow....

 

Good morning. Foggy morning here but should clear up this afternoon.

 

It stormed like crazy last night, but it is sunny and warm this morning.

 

clear blue and breezy here on wake and bake island.......

I think my second bicycle is sold...buddy seems very interested....only company left that makes an all steel bike...this thing weighs a ton..gotta be over 50 pounds easy

 

buddy made a thread bout this girl but I didn't want anyone interestd to miss it...she is beautiful and has an awesome unique singing style....a lot of soul....

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Morning everybody!

It feels almost unreal to get a good night's sleep (not counting strange dreams) and be up and at 'em in the morning.

Cool title, ML. It perfectly describes many/most of our chat threads.

 

"It feels almost unreal to get a good night's sleep"



Almost? I don't even know what a "good night's sleep" is anymore

 

About that good night's sleep thing...and dreams

I've read where lots of y'all say that dreaming and/or remembering your dreams is affected by smoking. I just want to say that I remember dreaming worse when I didn't have any smoke...but NEVER at any point not dreaming/having strange to vivid and bad dreams - weed or not.

With edibles I still dream a ridiculous amount.

I admit to valium helping me sleep...but I still dream.

 

I just did everything but tell my roofer I would knock him the fuck out over redirecting 2 downspouts into my cistern....dude fully discussed 3 times and keeps trying to weasel out of it....told him today his equiptment isn't leaving the property until its done....he then tried to yell back at me but that doesn't work to well....he got in his truck and fucked off and left his workers here.he also agreed to fix another downspout but is denying it.....I emailed the landlady and told her to hold the check

 

i remember going to kick the furnace installers ass cause they made my dad fall by banging on the door , when had full permission to enter the basement without the need of the residents.. a 2yr old child can open the basement door..

anyways the clown went off and said "Its Fridays"..,
and I said motherfucker I dont give a fuck what day it is, but since friday is so so fucking important !! you go home, get the fucking off my property!!..
his helper was saying I dont want any trouble
and I told him to get his boss the fuck out of here and take him to the bar where he needs to be on friday...
then the boss opened his mouth and I jumped over the porch like american ninja and grabbed his coat and tossed him off the property. lucky I didnt kill him that day..

 

Roofers = :devil:

NOT ALL "handy-man" workers, or come-in-your-house and work on furnaces, etc are con-artists, shysters, sorry asses and similar; but I'd bet the majority are.

 

Ori = American Ninja :rockon:

 

Yes, I've had my morning firecrackers.

 

the hvac courses I was taking were con artists. telling you how to cut corners and quality.

 

For some strange reason this reminds me that on Monday, I was going down on my girlfriend when a drop of water hit my foot hanging off the bed. I ignored it. Then ten seconds later, another. This time I really start wondering what it could be, but I keep licking. Then when a third hit, I stopped, much to her dismay, to look around and I see that there are all these water drops on the ceiling. Turns out the huge A/C unit on the floor above us had a clogged drain and we needed to take care of it. If my foot had not been right where it was, I wonder how long it would have taken us to discover it.