Thumper

mmm... beer...

We ran through 'How Long' off the Eagles new disc today at rehearsal. It sounded pretty good, especially the harmonies. (runs like hell before Fruno shows up...)

I had BBQ pork ribs, beef brisket, mashed taters, pinto beans and a PBR for lunch.

I haven't shaved since Thursday (ok, I trimmed a bit). Mrs. Thumper is out of town 'til Monday, so I'm having a Guy Weekend.

I'm enjoying a Newton's Folly draft cider right now.

I just mowed the lawn with my reel mower.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=43dA9j16mSY Teh Duck Sechs...

Originally Posted by Zebra Every time I see the word "Virginia" I always think "vagina," which makes that statement slightly awesome. My guitar player is originally from Regina, Alberta...

Originally Posted by Scary Bill It is snowing outside now. I had to drive home in a {censored}ing whiteout. MN sucks ballz! I worked in the yard for a couple hours, mowing, putting down grub killer, grass seed, fertilizer and cutting back the black berry bramble at the edge of the lot. Harley The Black Lab From Hell took a nap in the sun, I had a couple beers and enjoyed listening to the creek as I worked.

^ I'm in great shape... 'Round' is a shape, right?

White Castle Cheeseburgers and Mickey's wide mouths for supper tonight.

I just drank a can of Jumex guava. Mmm...Jumex...

As we approach 17K in the TK...

I took Latin in high school. That particular scene still kills me.

Originally Posted by Zamfir Dativ! die (Nominativ) -> der (Dativ) der oder das (Nom.) -> dem (Dativ) 'Mit' nimmt immer den Dativ! Believe me, they've been busting my chops hard on that one..."Kein 'mit die'! Kein 'mit die'!" Damn... I'm sticking with English for the rest of the night... Either that, or I need to drink more beer.

Mit 'mit' benutzt Man den Genetiv...

Originally Posted by Zamfir Ah! Now I remember you were in Germany...just didn't realize your mom was German! (Or at least born there...) Ich brauche einen Muttersprachler, oder (besser) eine Muttersprachlerin, mir zu helfen! Leider, kann Ich damit nicht helfen. Viel Glück mit dem Muttersprachlerin.

Originally Posted by Zamfir Btw, do you actually speak German? Who, me? Sorta. My mom was born in Germany. I grew up in a small town in Wisconsin. Some families spoke German, Russian or Polish at home, but English was the first language. I took German in high school and college for easy 'A' grades. I was stationed in Germany with the Army '90 - '93. I last spoke German in '98 - '99 in Bosnia on a NATO rotation. I wouldn't consider myself fluent by any means.

Originally Posted by Zamfir In other news, I just barely missed the language proficiency score I needed in speaking German today. Consequently I'm rather pissed off at myself and drinking beer to get over it. I've found that drinking beer increases my proficiency in German...

Originally Posted by Zamfir I miss fruno. He has abandoned us Thread Killers. Just post something on-topic and he'll come roaring back like a pit bull on crack... Such as, 'I've finally got my pedal board set up the way I like it: bass > Bassballs > MXR Phase 90 > Ibanez PD7 Phat Hed > MXR flanger > EHX Deluxe Memory Man > Boss NS2 noise suppressor. Powe is via a Voodoo Lab PP2+ power supply into a Furman power strip.' (runs and hides...)

I just pulled a Papa Murphy's meat-lovers stuffed pizza out of the oven. I also just made my first Bloody Mary of the week end: 4 oz vodka, 12 oz Snappy Tom tomato juice, a dash each of Worcestershire sauce and Pick-a-Peppa hot sauce, plus ice in an Imperial pint glass. Thumpy is one happy bunny right now.

I'm going to Wheeler, Oregon on the coast for two days this week. http://www.oldwheelerhotel.com/

I teach social sciences and language arts at a residential youth corrections facility in Oregon. I teach two periods of Brit Lit in the high school for general pop, and teach six periods in the secure unit for long-term violent offenders (currently ages 17-22, sentences 72 months to life without parole). My Brit Lit guys are fun. We spend a lot of time on the history of Britain related to the period of literature we're studying. When we do Beowulf, I borrow a chain mail shirt that one of my whacko neighbors made for his SCA outings. Then I bring in my Kevlar body armor and helmet from my Middle East Adventure and we talk about how technology evolves. It can be a lot of fun.

Originally Posted by groutt You've got a piece of bone poking out of your gum. What are you going to do about it? Nothing? Just ignore it??? What, like you think it's somehow going to get better on it's own??? Oh. It is? OK, never mind. The bone spur broke off in the middle of a lecture this morning at school. I was doing a preparatory activity on the Gothic tradition in British Lit, when hey presto! a pea-sized chunk of necrotic bone broke free from my gum. It hurt like four bastages for a second, then the pain subsided pretty rapidly. My young felons noticed my discomfort: Young Felon: 'Mr. H, are you OK?' Me: 'Yep. A small piece of bone just broke off my jaw, but I'm good.' I spat it out, rinsed it in the sink, put it in a small paper cup and passed it around the class for the guys to see. I gave them a brief history of my recent Dental Health Issue. My Young Felons, in awe: 'Dude...' I had their undivided attention for the rest of class.