A giant cock telling me where to go, and fireballs shooting from my ass.

It was very warm today; well over freezing and the snow is melting. While that does make me and the skidoo sad, it also means I can drive the Vette. I've managed to put enough miles on it that the Teflon seals in the supercharger are worn in so there's no more whine. Seriously, I can't begin to describe how much I enjoy driving it. I can't wait for summer so I can take the t-tops off again.

Now I'm going to put together the cruddy little desk I got today so I can rework this workspace. Well, first I have to move three giant boxes of fireworks. I've been good; I think I've only fired off eight of them so far… Eight fireworks that is, not eight boxes! So there's still tons for New Years.

But I will of course fire off a few on Saturday to celebrate (so if you happen to find yourself on Lost Channel Road at 8:14 PM, look at the sky).

Wow Shannon, that's really annoying! What is it, 1997 on Geocities? Retroweb is NOT cool!

Post a Comment

Your email is never published nor shared. Required fields are marked *
*
*