Square Wheels

I have them, never used them. I can also put it into "manual" mode and force the shifting, never done that either. I have used launch control a couple of times. That is pretty cool. My little 6 cylinder has more hp than any of my 8 cylinder cars had.

That is awesome. How far up do you go?

57 this year. My wife is trying to get us to retire in 5 or so years. I'm tired. I'm ready.

Fries are OK, they are a ketchup delivery system.

Maybe? A few days ago the ignitor in the stove croaked. Ordered one next day from Amazon and replaced it on Saturday. Some stuff at home I might put off. At work, it's not putting a task off, it's prioritizing what I can and can't get to.

I'd consult @Zephyr for body burying tips.

I'll give him $200. Will he deliver?

We got Indian, it was sooooo good.

I threw my baseball against the fireplace (outside). Missed a couple of times and dented the inexpensive siding.

I wasn't joking, I'm actually pretty angry. People are so cavalier about this. Millions have died and people still visit family and take vacations. I'm tired of staying in too, but I am. I haven't seen family in 1.5 years. I haven't vacationed since October 2019. Sporting events? I feel complicit because I am watching, but sports should be banned. So many athletes have caught the virus. People look up to them, and none have masks. The fans mostly wore them in the game I watched last night. Restaurants? We're ordering take out now. I see people sitting outside in those sill

groan...

My best friend in my 20s was getting married. We already had the party for him. The two of us went out together about a week before he got married. Got so drunk, I barely remember the drive him. We left the club, walked (I use that word lightly) right past the cop standing in from of the parking garage. Why else would we be going in to a parking garage? Never said a word to us, we drove home.

These stories always make me think, there but for the grace of god go I... I drank a lot in my 20s, way too much. I drove drunk, really drunk, a lot.

When I was in better running shape, I was a 9 - 9:30 person, number of miles didn't seem to matter. A really good mile for me would be 8. To qualify at my age, I need a prior marathon at a pace of 7:45. That's just to get in to the lottery. I'll likely never run Boston, I can't afford it and I'm too slow.