Leaderboard

At the other place I used to share stories of my crazy neighbor. The dude is about 60 years old with just a crazy temper but he's all bark, no bite. He drives like a maniac and has a son my son's age who he never lets out of the house and doesn't seem to have any friends. My last encounter with the crazy neighbor was when I was walking my dog by his house. Someone with a rather large dog left a turd that was nearly as big as my dog by his garage. He see's me walk by and approaches standing by the turd and screaming at me to pick that up. I look at him calmly and with a smile say, fuck you. He is a bit startled, realizes I told him to fuck off and gets animated pointing at the dog turd and when he stops I calmly say again, fuck you with a smile. Dude goes ape shit crazy swinging his arms and goes in the garage. I start laughing as I continue on with my dog. So yesterday I'm pulling into my development and I stop as a car is pulling out of my development. I stop even though I have the right of way as if the guy continues straight it would put us on a collision course and he doesn't have his blinker on. After about maybe 3 seconds we realize that it's OK to go so he starts to turn right, I turn left and crazy neighbor zooms around him now putting him on a head on collision course for me?!?!!? I stop in the middle of the street, dude making a right actually veers a little to the left so crazy dude can't get by and stops. Now all three of us are deadlocked in the middle of the street. Crazy dude gets out of his car and starts screaming at the other driver. The other dude gets out of his car and is about 6'4 240 lbs and I'm thinking, oh cool he's gonna kill crazy dude. They get in a heated argument in the middle of the street all the while I'm waiting for crazy dude to get his ass kicked. At some point the big dude has enough and takes two steps towards crazy dude and crazy dude freaking runs away like a little girl!!!!! Leaves his car in the driveway and just hauled ass! Big dude looks at me apologetically and I tell him I wished he'd kicked his ass. He said he was about to.... He pulls out, I swerve around crazy dude's car, crazy dude nowhere to be seen and move on.... I'm guessing at some point he came back for his car...

I doubt if I will ever buy a new bike, as previously loved ones keep making their way into my possession. A friend has given me a Kona Jake the Snake CX bike that he had in his basement. I'm working on giving it a bit of a makeover, although the major components are in good working order, so most of it will be cosmetic. The frame is a bit on the small side, but I'm sure I can adapt it. The hubs needed to be overhauled, and I figured, what the hey, why not break the wheels down and pretty them up a bit. The hubs were a mis match, 105 rear and Deore front. I decided to powder coat them white to match the white head set. I plan to powder coat the spokes too, but have not settled on a colour yet.

So..I am tired..haven't been sleeping well. Eyes are a tad puffy. We all know I need to lose some weight..I m working on it...but yeah AND at my age sitting at the bar in front of a mirror I can see skin starting to sag in my neck. So the bartender hands me another beer and after I'm done chugging it I look back in the mirror and this is what I see On the positive side....... Wait, there is no positive side here.

Sam Houston From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia For other people named Sam Houston, see Sam Houston (disambiguation). Sam Houston Sam Houston circa 1850 Samuel "Sam" Houston (March 2, 1793 – July 26, 1863) was an American politician and soldier, best known for putting beans in chili and his role in bringing Texas into the United States as a constituent state. His victory at the Battle of San Jacinto secured the independence of Texas from Mexico in one of the shortest decisive battles in modern history. He credited his use of beans in chili with the reason for his victories. ............

OK, that didn't work, but it seemed to log me into NORAD's mainframe. It's asking me if I want to play some kind of game, "Global Thermonuclear War"!? I'm bored, I think I'll give it a try.

and WofTy has to ask?!?! Today is Friday. Due to the two races at Daytona and Atlanta, then being sick for a week, I have missed my Friday wanderings. Of course I'm going to tour today. I have to keep in touch with the masses. Or the drunks. Or both. Plus it's spring break and those college kids sure are funny when they party.

I did. Got a nasty note from HR, and the rest of the afternoon off.

What were you searching for when you stumbled across this gem?

The Mrs has been thinking about doing a backsplash in the kitchen.... https://www.etsy.com/market/poodle_ceramic_tile

I'm down to my final two weeks with my firm. The pace of life is slowing tremendously as leadership is bypassing me on operational matters and I just have a few projects to complete before I go. I've pretty much cleaned out my home office and storage units of all equipment. I also told them I'm not travelling any more. But dayum I'm just so burnt out I can't get motivated to do the few things they want me to do.... Yesterday i calculated my unused vacation and have 42 vacation days in the bank I'll be cashing out! That's what happens when you have been a one man operation for 7 years, you don't get to take your vacation...

Only thing you could have done better. Reach in and grab his keys. Hold them for a few days. Then package them in some dog crap and put on his porch (allegedly)

Daughter # 1 confused those words when she was young. We were at a mall and one of us mentioned taking the elevator. She freaked out knowing full well we were all going to get eaten. She also afraid of tomatoes. She know from the news just how dangerous they could be.....

I'm a big fan of black spokes. Having too much color spinning around makes my teeth itch.

Ever thrown a can of beans, like pork'n'beans, into a fire? When it blows those beans can hurt you. Boy Scout experience from way, way, back.

I so look forward to retirement. Unless there is a money issue, no way will I consider working.

My dad was about 65 when he bought a diamond stud with a magnetic back. He wore it to a family reunion. Most people wouldn't say anything (to him), but they sure did stare! His brother, though... They went to dinner after and he couldn't stop ranting about how stupid my dad was for doing that, etc. He was left speechless when Dad pulled it off and told him he should try it for a while!

My weirdest one wasn't with the girl...it was with the mother of the girl. Back in my twenties, there was a great blues bar here downtown, more's the pity it's gone (there isn't a single good freaking blues bar here now), I was in that place once or twice a week, and the bookings were good, local or out of town. One weekend, I go there on an evening, and there's this girl. To the left of her, there's an older woman, and to the left of that woman, there's an older guy, kind of worn around the edges. I sit down to their right, and as I'm about to order, I notice the guy is sort of hitting on the young girl, Square-Wheels creepy style. Anyway, I order my drink and the girl starts talking to me for a bit (not hit-on or anything, just friendly). Partway through the conversation, she turns to the guy and motioning to me says politely to him "Oh, by the way, have you met my husband?" Without skipping a beat I thought "Aw heck, a little crazy has never killed me, let's see where this goes", and I stood up to full 6'4" height and shook his hand, "Hi, how are you? Good to meetcha." Whereupon he offers me a drink out of politeness, approves of my manly order of a Jack and coke, and begins making friendly with the older woman --who turns out to be the girl's mother. We're all talking now, and then the gal pulls her wallet out of her purse and asks the guy if he'd like to see pictures --of our daughter. After a mental cough inside my head, I say "Yeah, she's such a cutie. I adore her..." and keep up, wondering where the hell this all is going to go. But we have some good, reasonably intelligent conversation. Skip forward an hour. The guy obviously wants to get some, enough that he offers to get himself and the mother a room at the nice downtown Marriott, but one for myself and my "wife" as well. Mom is definitely sloshed and is slurring at me in a way I could only attempt not to laugh at "You keeep yerrrr filthy hansh offa my daughter" to which the daughter (who has so far been the most level-headed of the three, and is sober) replies "Mom, it's none of your business, and if I wanted to sleep with him, I will." We go over to the hotel (me only because I'm seriously not wanting some slightly unbalanced drunk old guy to take advantage of a drunk-as-a-skunk old gal or her daughter in any way), and are starting to go into two separate rooms (me wondering what the hell I'm doing) when the Mom comes out of the other room shrilling in a New York fishwife way to take her home, that there's blood on the sheets, that the guy is a jerk, something's not right, etc. etc. The guy kicks her out of the room and us out of the one he's gotten us (apparently he's going to try and get a refund now that he's not getting his piece of tail), and the girl bundles her mom off, preparing to drive her home. She was going to write her phone number down for me, couldn't find anything to write with/on, and so recited it to me. I was perfectly glad for this, because I had no intention of remembering that phone number and it just made it easier to forget. But I'll never forget playing the husband probably around six years before I actually did settle down and tie the knot. P.S. Thanks guys. This gave me the chance to say to WoLW "Hey, did I ever tell you the story about my first wife? (pause..) WHAAAAAT?!?!?!

Sam Houston supported annexation of The Republic of Texas into the Union, opposed seccession, refused to swear an Oath to the Confederacy and refused the offer of a Union Army to help but down seccionists in Texas. Instead he retired and died before the war ended. And he never put beans in his chili.

It's 65° I should sneak out early

The Cannondale MT800 came home with me. 2003 Cannondale medium/medium mountain tandem in excellent condition. Showed it to my cousin who has the bike shop and he would have bought it from me today for more than I paid for it. Another tandem is available for the Shipshewana weekend if anyone wants to use it. I am pretty sure that this one and the Santana are both claimed for the Thursday evening car show ride but not for the rest of the weekend.

Nooooooo!!!! I've actually toyed with the idea, but I just can't. See? Thought about it again. Nope. Can't do it.

As usual, most of this stuff just finds me.

My guess is 'dirty vaginas'. Google that and see what you come up with.

They go together like panic and ice cream sandwiches! Or tricycles and streamers!

Puppies and frogs are a wonderful combo!

The trio of Trouble celebrated at their resort.

Nice story. I tend not to push confrontations with strangers, because I know some of them are wound pretty tight.

Never been an issue with any of the builds I've done. Most hubs will easily accept a 13g spoke through the hole, so a powder coated 14g is not a problem. Here are a couple of examples of both hubs and spokes being powder coated and fit was not an issue.

Yeah, I coulda gone a lifetime without reading any of that.

Convert it to an online system, or if needed an Access database.

Maybe you need the trains back?

The flash kind of distorted the colours on the bike. It's actually more of a purple than blue, and the decals are green, not yellow as they appear in the photo. The friend who gave me the bike is an artist with a keen eye for things like colour matching, so I'm going to consult with him on that. Here are the colours I currently have in the quiver. I'm kind of leaning to the John Deere green or purple, but I'll see what he thinks.

So how long before the party thread "Last night at the saloon" appears?

Then you could train all day for riding your bike up Mt. Everest.

So, I put in two and a half days this week, off til Monday now.Two to three days a week is what I originally agreed to, so it was a good week. The tech has certainly changed since I went to Barnett's school thirteen years ago. There are things I know that the head mechanic, who happens to be the owner's son, has no clue about, but he's up on the latest and greatest, so there is lots I can learn from him. I'll be there when the "classics" that he doesn't care to work on come in, because that stuff is right in my wheelhouse. I think that will make us a good team.

Depends. Are you good friends with the shower getter or are you just on the list as another gift provider?

but your new floor looks nice!

Kirby here is the other pic that did not load eariler

...I will be in California for lunch.

Glad you're still with us.

Yes and a long walk and an adult beverage. Now prepping for tomorrow.

You had me until Litigator Then my noodle dropped. Courthouse Lawyer & crazy? NFW Good luck sorting things out RG

Oh man dealt with more drunks and people on stuff than I can recall. Here's a fun story for you: Sometime around the late summer of 1988 I was on patrol at around 3 AM and we roll up on this naked young lady, about 5' 100 lbs walking in the middle of the street. My partner calls it in and as we approach he says, careful, may be a duster (on PCP). We approach and she's non responsive, just walking straight faced in the middle of the street naked as the day she was born. I step in front of her and try to get her attention and she's looking right through me. My partner than grabs her arm and tries to put cuffs on her but she spins him around and he falls on top of her! He's got both knees on her back has one arm and tries to get her other arm back to put cuffs on her and she bucks up only using her torso and knocks him flat on his ass! I then jump on her before she can stand up, wrestle her back on the ground and I have all my weight and strength on her to keep her pinned to the ground while my partner grabs her arms and finally puts cuffs on her. Now we were both strong strapping dudes but trying to wrestle a 100 lb naked person on PCP was no easy feat. One you have nothing to grip on to and two we really didn't want to hurt her given her drug induced state as we both knew we could easy break bones she was so small. We called an ambulance and they ended up taking her to ER as she was on PCP. So I get home and my girlfriend, now wife asks me how my night went. Oh I wrestled with a naked girl in the middle of the street.... Her response, was she cute? (actually aside from being a drug addled prostitute she was!).

What's that white stuff in your yard? Here's Twinkle Bela, who has been with us a week and a half now. She does not know how to pose for a picture. French Bulldog. Nine months old. More brindle than black.

I think I gained 5 pounds just reading this thread.

The only other thing that could save a trip to Toledo is a Mud Hens game, and it's just not the season yet.

Are you sure about that? Could be fake news.