So, we got this bigass bag of Skittles.

And my brother tells me I can't eat any of the purple or red ones until the orange, yellow, and green ones are done. That way, when you go in for a handful, all you get is goodness.

Theoretically, this is a good idea.

In practice, it is SHIT.



He also stole all my shit to "learn me a less'n" about keeping my car doors locked.

Locked car doors are for squares.

 

i thought you meant a different type of bag of "skittles" at first.




depending on where i am, i never lock my car door. ... i am also usually parked near nicer cars than mine, so i figure those would get stolen first anyway.

 

^hahahaha brilliant idea about parking next to nice cars

 

My VW locks the doors/turns the alarm on for me after 30 seconds. I don't lock my doors and I don't even think about it... and considering you have to have unique keys to unlock the rims and take the wheels/tires off and that keys have to be laser cut, I just leave the sunroof open and the windows down too, when it's warm... but that's what I do so people won't steal my car.

The joys of German engineering.

Now, what I do about the stuff inside is I either don't leave anything visible/laying on the seats when I can help it, put everything (a wallet/purse in an unlocked console is better than the seat, if it fits, as people won't be persuaded to bust your window and grab it) in either the center/side consoles or I lock it in the glovebox/trunk.

Generally, the only thing I keep visible in my car is a compass, a patchwork backpack that I always carry if I'm going out of town for the day or don't expect to be home till that night, and my CDs, which I generally lock in the trunk... or if I'm feeling lazy, stash under floormats or the seat.

As I've said before, I often go to the point of making people take their shoes off if they have obscure tread and it's a bit sandy/rainy/whatever, and keep their shoes in a plastic bag in the trunk... I spot-shampoo the car every three times I wash it, and I vacuum the car every day after moderate-to-heavy usage (which I judge at the end of the day). I also carry a center console full of air fresheners and wipes and things.

I almost always park next to a newer or nicer car than mine (which is often hard for me to determine), since I feel that German cars are superior to pretty much everything besides... mayyyyyyyybe/equal to Swedish cars, and generally I find myself parking next to a Lexus or another German car, unless I happen to be in Northern Virginia, which often enables me to park next to Italian sportscars. The last time I was in Fredericksburg, I parked next to a Lamborghini Countach... which not only allows me to not have my car stolen, but assures me that the other driver is probably more worried about someone scratching his car rather than someone scratching your car, or at least the person would be understanding in not wanting to have your car defaced.

The only exception to those are parking next to a Honda or Toyota. Japanese cars are also nice to park next to, since they are fairly easy to steal and are beyond common, so people are going to go for those before anything else, as the parts are more so in demand, rather than being higher priced, just as you're probably more likely to have lived in California than any other state. The majority of car thieves do not have the knowledge/money it takes to steal a high dollar Italian sports car or anything like that, unless it's a 'Gone In 60 Seconds'-like deal where the people invest massive amounts of time and money and view it as if it were art theft. Chop shops and crackheads don't work that way... Your ipod or sirius/xm radio/cd collection would be more valuable to them than the vehicle itself, in most cases.


Yeah, can you say mental reductio ad abusurdist instability with evershifting narcisistic-altruistic manic depressive rage and a pinch of PTSD. Just... milkshake. Totally milkshake/gumbo...... ism (isms don't belong in gumbo, but whatever).

 

george is wordy tonight

 

I always feel wordy, but I've been in an odd mood tonight. I don't know what Trader Joe's puts on their sushi, but I've been jumping for joy and typing like a meth addict all evening.

 

I do the same thing.

 

I completely agree with your brother's skittle practises. I do that with everything, especially dinner. And I completley agree that red and purple skittles kick all the other colours to the curb.

The stealing thing is slightly comical though

 

I wouldn't leave my car unlocked for 30 seconds if I'm not in. If I did, there is a 100 percent chance that my stuff would be paying for somebody else's crack.

 

I like the sound of your bro', Kryz.

 

It's been like that around here...I rarely let my truck out of sight when I drive it, but security hasn't been a concern with any other vehicle. There's been too much put into my truck to let some crack head sell the parts. And when I drive down the road, bouncing from side to side I have to expect to draw a lot of attention. But it goes both ways, it's also attracted a lot of good attention.....:H

 

trader joe's is the shit.

 

Vancouver just has too many bums.

 

I fucking wish we had Trader Joe's up here...

 

A friend, who is a self proclaimed "brotha" always told me to leave my doors unlocked. That way, they don't have to bust your windows to get whatever they want out of your car. :H

 

Yeah, this is probably like my all time favorite cereal along with all bran, now.

http://www.naturespath.com/index.php/plain/products/cold_cereals/muesli_and_granolas/hempplus_granola




Trader Joe's gets beyond orgasmic, at times. It's like a massive organic orgy when you walk into the one that I go to, because the layout is like most old fashioned grocery stores. I like how they got where they are today using old-fashioned grocery store techniques, yet it's also a health store.

It's kinda ridiculous how we've strayed from the typical grocery store/farmstand way of doing things (my family had a produce stand, growing up on our farm). I don't think it's supposed to be anymore complicated then that. I'd rather go to more than one place than have to pay a hyper-retailer a ticketmasteresque convienience charge... at that point, I think you almost feel obligated to purchase shitloads of stuff you don't really need (though you never meant to when you went in) at Wal-Mart or wherever because of the size and atmosphere of the store.

I'd probably be working there, but they have a waiting list of a million people here, that and they already have a few hundred thousand employees running around, it seems.

 

George. you talk so fucking much

 

Only about stuff that means something to me...