I didn't say you talk to much. I mearly wanted to note, so that in the future when historians are digging into tbd records they can identify the first time Quinn had something important to say.
Permalink Reply by Ubu on January 9, 2010 at 8:19pm
I'm on my way to my dad's house in a retirement community. There are two entrances in and the one I tried had been plowed once with enough room for one car to get through. Mind you it wasn't a straight plow either. A slight dog leg to the north. I'm trying to make the turn from the south and, yep, I got stuck. I couldn't just rock away because if I got it to move backwards I'd be in the highway I just left. I thought for sure I wasn't ever going to get out.
I'm considering holding their community dues until they get that entrance cleared.
Permalink Reply by P.A. on January 10, 2010 at 5:20am
It is seven degrees here this morning. We are not built for such things. I am waiting on Caleb to get up so I can have him walk the dog. Is that being a bad father? Sending my child out into the freezing cold while I sit here and watch TV. I am waiting for the coffee to make. Maybe then I will have a better outlook on things.
We're at minus 2, but that doesn't factor in Wind Chill, which is a variable that could put us in First Place in the Frozen Hell Division of the Midwestern Conference. Some awards aren't worth winning.
I was out with our pups at 3:45 this morning, in those nutsac-shriveling conditions, and I'm still speaking in a slightly higher register. I think I'll go feed the ungrateful slobs.