Blaspheme incoming.
I am not watching the Superbowl. I find American football to be even less exciting than watching a random grandmother knit a scarf.
I'm glad I got that off my chest.
Blaspheme incoming.
I am not watching the Superbowl. I find American football to be even less exciting than watching a random grandmother knit a scarf.
I'm glad I got that off my chest.
@streakmachine the same phenomena applies to Facebook as well (at least for me)
@c I'm immune to that. A long life filled with cats. :)
Frankie, thankfully, is not a kneeder. She just plops down and accepts the condition of the surface.
Sometimes when the stress builds and the pressures of professional life (and it's effect on the personal one) gets to be overwhelming, picking up a purring cat, sitting in a chair, closing your eyes and taking a deep breath works wonders. Puts some things into perspective,.
Now to escape the office without being noticed. I love those guys but I do not want to spend Friday evening messing with that car.
I hear a very out of time 302 V8 being fired up. I'm guessing the distributor was indeed changed.
@larand For some reason, "Feed me, Seymore", keeps popping in my head.
// @indigo
"Wanna come out here and give me a hand putting this distributor in?"
"No."
Now we wait for five minutes or until he realizes I'm serious. Whichever comes first.