rocks and stream
http://www.yourfilelink.com/get.php?fid=17227
(You have to download it, sorry. This new version is better, though.)
(You have to download it, sorry. This new version is better, though.)
If I had a decent photo editor, you wouldn't see any clouds or tree branches... :P
Search engines now play such an important part in our daily lives that many people probably contact Google more often than they do their own mother.
--Thomas Burke
--Thomas Burke
You know it's going to be a bad day when you listen to the traffic reports and call in late before you ever leave home.
In my ideal world, we would all wear uniforms (sweatsuits or jeans and t-shirts) and put our hair in ponytails.
Suburbia is where the developer bulldozes out the trees, and then names the streets after them.
--Bill Vaughan
--Bill Vaughan
My dad randomly got out his will tonight. Apparently he hasn't looked at it in, um, several years.
It says that if he died, everything should go to his "dear, beloved wife."
If she's not available, everything goes to me.
My brother is never mentioned. Apparently he hadn't been born yet when my dad made his will. (Either that, or my dad likes me a whole lot better!)
It says that if he died, everything should go to his "dear, beloved wife."
If she's not available, everything goes to me.
My brother is never mentioned. Apparently he hadn't been born yet when my dad made his will. (Either that, or my dad likes me a whole lot better!)
According to the National Climatic Data Center, the probability of a White Christmas is officially zero at Birmingham, Anniston and Tuscaloosa.
try not to act too surprised by another picture of pine needles
It's definitely wintertime. You're going to be seeing a lot of pictures of pine trees.
4 luncheons
3 Christmas parties
3 rehearsals
3 magazine deadlines
Sometimes I wonder why this stuff can't be spread out more throughout the year, when I'm sitting at home doing nothing.
Oh well--Let the fun begin! Merry Christmas!
3 Christmas parties
3 rehearsals
3 magazine deadlines
Sometimes I wonder why this stuff can't be spread out more throughout the year, when I'm sitting at home doing nothing.
Oh well--Let the fun begin! Merry Christmas!
7:25—Start scraping ice off my car. Realize the driver’s door is iced shut.
7:30—Discover that kicking the door has no effect. Get in from the passenger’s side and get ready for a busy, stressful day at work.
7:50—Hear a loud “whoosh” sound while driving down the interstate. Realize the door is no longer iced shut but instead is partially open.
7:51—Hold the door closed.
7:52—Open and close the door while driving down the interstate at 65 MPH.
8:00—Hear reports of three accidents in a row (for no apparent reason) on 459. Slow to a crawl.
8:10—Listen to the radio.
8:20—Look out the window.
8:30—Call in late to work. “Oh, you must be on the ‘parking lot’ of 280!” No—I haven’t actually made it that far. Excited to hear there are wrecks there as well.
8:35—Start working via cell phone. In mid-sentence, hear honking and discover that my tire is going flat.
8:36—Pull off to the side of the on-ramp onto 280.
8:37—Curse myself for not being strong enough to take the tire off myself.
8:38—Call my insurance’s roadside assistance program. Put on hold.
8:42—Vow to take vitamins to increase strength.
8:46—Call answered; transferred.
8:47—Put on hold.
8:56—Talk to roadside assistance. Learn that the closest truck can come in 1.5 to 2 hours because of “bad weather in your area.” Find this interesting since there is no bad weather.
8:58—Wonder why I pay extra for this program.
9:04—Take the spare and the jack out of the trunk. Try to look pitiful.
9:09—Watch thousands of commuters go by. Later learn I made the radio traffic report.
9:20—Receive help in the form of two nice guys. (…not that it mattered at this point whether they were nice or not--)
9:35—Drive to the tire center at Walmart, where my tire is later patched.
9:50—Receive a ride from a kindhearted coworker who took pity on me.
10:00—Arrive at work.
7:30—Discover that kicking the door has no effect. Get in from the passenger’s side and get ready for a busy, stressful day at work.
7:50—Hear a loud “whoosh” sound while driving down the interstate. Realize the door is no longer iced shut but instead is partially open.
7:51—Hold the door closed.
7:52—Open and close the door while driving down the interstate at 65 MPH.
8:00—Hear reports of three accidents in a row (for no apparent reason) on 459. Slow to a crawl.
8:10—Listen to the radio.
8:20—Look out the window.
8:30—Call in late to work. “Oh, you must be on the ‘parking lot’ of 280!” No—I haven’t actually made it that far. Excited to hear there are wrecks there as well.
8:35—Start working via cell phone. In mid-sentence, hear honking and discover that my tire is going flat.
8:36—Pull off to the side of the on-ramp onto 280.
8:37—Curse myself for not being strong enough to take the tire off myself.
8:38—Call my insurance’s roadside assistance program. Put on hold.
8:42—Vow to take vitamins to increase strength.
8:46—Call answered; transferred.
8:47—Put on hold.
8:56—Talk to roadside assistance. Learn that the closest truck can come in 1.5 to 2 hours because of “bad weather in your area.” Find this interesting since there is no bad weather.
8:58—Wonder why I pay extra for this program.
9:04—Take the spare and the jack out of the trunk. Try to look pitiful.
9:09—Watch thousands of commuters go by. Later learn I made the radio traffic report.
9:20—Receive help in the form of two nice guys. (…not that it mattered at this point whether they were nice or not--)
9:35—Drive to the tire center at Walmart, where my tire is later patched.
9:50—Receive a ride from a kindhearted coworker who took pity on me.
10:00—Arrive at work.
on one of those portable signs with flashing orange letters:
Road Work Ahead
a few seconds later...
Happy Holidays!
Road Work Ahead
a few seconds later...
Happy Holidays!
Two-thirds of the world's population today was not alive in 1969.
You do great at being straight with people!! I think you need to give a seminar about speaking directly and overcoming Southern "politeness."
Hmm....I'm not exactly sure what I think about that...
Hmm....I'm not exactly sure what I think about that...
sign I saw today:
drugs...
alcohol...
incompetence...
KILL
drugs...
alcohol...
incompetence...
KILL
Does it bother anyone else that Birmingham was ranked the 10th most dangerous city in the US? Apparently it's more dangerous than LA, New York, Chicago, or--well, most other places.
here are a few more random tombstones from when we were in boston
I spend too much time driving and too much time thinking random thoughts while driving. So here's my random thought of the day:
Five ways I would be most likely to have a wreck:
1. hitting a deer
2. merging onto 280
3. anything else on 280
4. ritual morning brake-stomp on 59
5. high-speed blow-out on 459
Five ways I would be most likely to have a wreck:
1. hitting a deer
2. merging onto 280
3. anything else on 280
4. ritual morning brake-stomp on 59
5. high-speed blow-out on 459
A recent American academic study suggested that for men today, adolescence continues on average until the age of 34.
Birmingham residents had the third-longest average commute in the nation in 2001 - 34 miles round-trip.
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