Indeed. I swam 2800 yards before work (a longer swim, as they go), then stopped for a Starbuck, then stopped for gas before making the 35 mile drive into work. Normally those three things would make me late to work, but I clocked in right on time.but the highway was so desolate, I still made it to work on time. T
I hope you cut and pasted this from yesterday’s thread instead of typing it out anew.well, yesterday was a shitshow. I took the day off in part to hang out with my wife with her broken leg, in part to recover from my broken night's sleep due to some idiot who called my work phone at 2:30 am (I'd never turned off the ringer since no one has my number...) followed by my youngest waking up at 4, and in part as I knew this would be my last chance to get out for a ride for the next couple of weeks given my wife is out of comission and the kids are out of school.
it was a great ride, until I got back to the car... I couldn't get in; fob wasn't working. So I used the key in the fob to open the car, but when I tried to start the car, all the indicator lights start flashing, the tach and speedo start waving like mad, but the car wouldn't start... some guy comes back from walking his dog and tries to boost the car to no avail. I try a hill-start (since I have a manual - 2013 CX-5), doesn't work. and now I'm sitting in a lane of traffic, during rush hour, with no hazards, while my wife is at home with a broken leg, and the kids have to be picked up within the hour... I call my brother, who miraculously was about 10 minutes from their school and can pick them up, I sign up for CAA (Canadian version of AAA), get a boost, and drive straight to Canadian Tire, whose garage is open till 9. A half hour later, I have a new battery, and can go home. Three hours after I finished my ride.
In french there's a saying: "jamais deux sans trois", which roughly translates to "shit happens in threes". So now I'm just hoping my son being sick is the third shitty thing, and we're good for a while.
I hope today is better. sheesh.
Damn.well, yesterday was a shitshow. I took the day off in part to hang out with my wife with her broken leg, in part to recover from my broken night's sleep due to some idiot who called my work phone at 2:30 am (I'd never turned off the ringer since no one has my number...) followed by my youngest waking up at 4, and in part as I knew this would be my last chance to get out for a ride for the next couple of weeks given my wife is out of comission and the kids are out of school.
it was a great ride, until I got back to the car... I couldn't get in; fob wasn't working. So I used the key in the fob to open the car, but when I tried to start the car, all the indicator lights start flashing, the tach and speedo start waving like mad, but the car wouldn't start... some guy comes back from walking his dog and tries to boost the car to no avail. I try a hill-start (since I have a manual - 2013 CX-5), doesn't work. and now I'm sitting in a lane of traffic, during rush hour, with no hazards, while my wife is at home with a broken leg, and the kids have to be picked up within the hour... I call my brother, who miraculously was about 10 minutes from their school and can pick them up, I sign up for CAA (Canadian version of AAA), get a boost, and drive straight to Canadian Tire, whose garage is open till 9. A half hour later, I have a new battery, and can go home. Three hours after I finished my ride.
In french there's a saying: "jamais deux sans trois", which roughly translates to "shit happens in threes". So now I'm just hoping my son being sick is the third shitty thing, and we're good for a while.
I hope today is better. sheesh.
in this situation, a leaf blower would have been faster.Just shoveled a four car driveway in under ten minutes. There was about a foot of snow, but it's the most airy powder I've ever seen.
Last day of work for me until January 9th.
I should have mentioned the slight wind.in this situation, a leaf blower would have been faster.
so then aim the other wayI should have mentioned the slight wind.
That would have been like pissing into the wind.
Theres another driveway thereso then aim the other way
yes. but I deleted that post caus' I thought it was in the secret santa thread?! I'mI hope you cut and pasted this from yesterday’s thread instead of typing it out anew.
Unlike the rest of you all I go back to work next week. Working Tues-Sat. I did get this week off “for free”, without it counting against vacation, at least.
Today holds the prospect of me getting my phone battery replaced, perhaps.
Can someone translate this from flatbill hat and chinstrap beard into mid-forties for me?sup yo.
pow on deck.
yeah. after putting the kids to bed, cleaning up from dinner, putting in a laundry and taking a shower. these holidays are going to suck.Damn.
I hope you had a cold beer waiting at home after that.
He's gonna French Fry.Can someone translate this from flatbill hat and chinstrap beard into mid-forties for me?
then that's their problem.Theres another driveway there
Semi-detached house with joined driveways.
I think he may be taking a shower then headed off to ski?Can someone translate this from flatbill hat and chinstrap beard into mid-forties for me?
flat brims are as repugnant as chinstrap beards homie.Can someone translate this from flatbill hat and chinstrap beard into mid-forties for me?
and if you are at WF dont be fucking shocked that it is gonna be shit show. this aint your first rodeo.If you're out there shopping and mingling with the hordes...just be nice. Put a smile on your face, let that person in front of you who is trying to turn left out of that parking lot, say "thanks" and be cool to that grumpy lady at the register who really hates retail at Christmas.
pffffffff....I think he may be taking a shower then headed off to ski?
i like the part about the jesus ghost not coming outSurgery yesterday.
300mm bladder stone removed.
No Jesus ghost came out.
Back at work.
Terrible haiku is over.
You talk funny.and if you are at WF dont be fucking shocked that it is gonna be shit show. this aint your first rodeo.
blame my southern roots...or do you mean the words i use?You talk funny.