Sunday, July 29, 2007
Bottoms Up!
Drunkenness is not a crime! At least not in Minnesota...Although, it's usually the drunkenness that makes you do things you CAN get arrested for.From: http://www.revisor.leg.state.mn.us/stats/340A/902.html" 340A.902 Drunkenness not a crime. No person may be charged with or convicted of the offense of drunkenness or public drunkenness. Nothing herein prevents the prosecution and conviction of an intoxicated person for offenses other than drunkenness or public drunkenness nor does this section relieve a person from civil liability for an injury to persons or property caused by the person while intoxicated. HIST: 1985 c 305 art 11 s 2; 1987 c 152 art 1 s 1 Copyright 2004 by the Office of Revisor of Statutes, State of Minnesota."
Sunday, July 15, 2007
Car, Burr, 8er
Whoa. Guess what I just got. I got a new car (another one, rather). It's kind of girlie, but it'll do (see: 1997 Plymouth Breeze). It's got cruise control, damnit. I wasn't expecting it for another week, or, at the least, I thought I would have to put a LITTLE effort toward the aquisition. Anyway, it was a pretty seamless transition. I like it when the things I obsess about for days turn out to be so...so...effing simple (thanks mom and dad!).To celebrate, I am going to 8th Street Grill (DT Mpls) tomorrow (Thursday, December 30) and get me some chicken wings. Well, I'd probably have gone there anyway, so I cannot honestly assert that I'm going there to celebrate anything. Wait. Yes I can. I can do anything I want. I'm the youngest child. So there.Hubba Bubba Hubba Bubba Hubba Bubba Hubba Bubba Hubba Bubba Hubba Bubba Hubba Bubba Hubba Bubba Hubba Bubba Hubba Bubba Hubba Bubba Hubba Bubba Hubba Bubba Hubba Bubba Hubba Bubba Hubba Bubba Hubba Bubba Hubba Bubba Hubba Bubba Hubba Bubba Hubba Bubba Hubba Sheep Balls Bubba Hubba Bubba Hubba Bubba Hubba Bubba Hubba Bubba Hubba Bubba Hubba Bubba Hubba Bubba Hubba Bubba Hubba Bubba Hubba Bubba Hubba Bubba Hubba Bubba Hubba Bubba Hubba Bubba Hubba Bubba Hubba Bubba Hubba Bubba Hubba Bubba Hubba Bubba Hubba Bubba Hubba Bubba Hubba BubbaLove,Jason Smith. On Main Street. Yeah. That's me.
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
Light Rail, My Ass (was on it)
I took the Light Rail to work this morning...for the first time...more out of need than desire...being that I sold my CAR last night. Gawd. I learned to drive in that thing. I went to senior prom in that thing.I even christened her Ginger...in honor the two foot gingerbread man that used to ride in the backseat.That's about it, though. So big wh00p. Er, I purposely left the new U2 album in the car for the new owner, cuz I hated it. I absolutely hated it. I may even byocott their upcoming tour as a result. C'mon guys. Seriously. Your "best album since Achtung, Baby"? Hardly. No soup for you.What else? Nothin'.
Monday, July 9, 2007
Super Bon Bon
PLEASE people...take a second to look around you before you get on an elevator. It's possible that someone TEN STEPS away would like an elevator ride, too.
Thanksfornothinggiving
F dash dash dash PC troubleshooting (don't even get me started on Macs)! Specifically a conflict without obvious solutions (but mostly the kind that keep me from Command & Conquer). In the past, I could finagle a solution from Google...except today, instead of finding a solution, all I found was more problems. The one solution I DID find was to buy another CD drive. Uff da. I give up. Cough Cough (Pansy) Cough.
Saturday, July 7, 2007
Smoke on a rope...
You're not a bona fide smoker until you can light up in front of your folks. Oh, mine KNOW that I smoke, I told 'em myself. But when I visit them, I have to wait until a) they leave the house or b) it's 2 AM. Even then, I'm still PETRIFIED that I'll neglect trace evidence, or that *GASP* I'll get caught in the act. Either I'm not a REAL smoker, or I'm just a big pansy. All things considered, I'm gonna' have to go with pansy.Hmph. Guess what. It snowed in Brainred (among other places, I imagine). You don't even have to look outside to confirm this assertion...just turn on TNT. They've initiated their rotation of "A Christmas Story". One word. Clockwork. Or is that two?"Show mommy how little piggies eat". Oh yeah. Oedipus would be proud.
Friday, July 6, 2007
Waiting for a winter wonderland...
I watched as two squirrels huddled in a tree to shield themselves from the cold this morning. At first I thought it was kind of sad...but then I realized that people do it, too. We just have fancier trees.
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