On Tue, 28 May 2019 19:55:30 -0700 (PDT), John Kuthe wrote:
> On Tuesday, May 28, 2019 at 8:40:02 PM UTC-5, Sqwertz wrote:
>> On Tue, 28 May 2019 17:02:23 -0000 (UTC), Jinx the Minx wrote:
>>
>>> John Kuthe <
johnk...@gmail.com> wrote:
>>>> With a Barbed Wire Condom!
>>>>
>>>> GlassAss.com!
>>>>
>>>> :-(
>>>>
>>>> Guess!
>>>>
>>>
>>> Bill collectors catching up with you?
>>
>> He contracting with a bulk mailing service to let everyone know he
>> inherited a bunch of money and bought his house for CASH and runs a
>> boarding home for indigent international students. And that he's
>> looking for other investments that can also provide a net loss.
>>
>> Or it could be all those Investment Income mailing lists we
>> subscribed him to.
>
> Hardly indigent! They pay good MONEY to go to UMSL! I just give
> them a nice place to live off campus for a good price!
Why are you always capitalizing the words MONEY and CASH? That
seems contrary to your Anti-Mammon Worshiping philosophy.
> Maybe you should all GET A FUCKING LIFE! And quit speculating
> about mine!
You seem so dissociated with your own actions in relation to reality
that crystal meth is either the cause or the solution to all that
ails you. Screw that CBD Cuppa Plus Sinequan therapy you've been
thinking is making your normal. Its making you nuts.
Relevant Inane Atheist Religious Anecdote:
I was looking through my 3 "briefcases" of cassette tape albums
earlier today in consideration of trash day tomorrow, and between
Permanant Waves and Moving Pictures I found a small (very small)
ziplock baggie of white stuff. It glistened at angles unlike
cocaine (coke glistens like large, slightly iridescent snowflakes,
meth more like quartz in different stages of crushedness). A few
hours later my curiosity was peaked and I dumped out on my messy
desk for closer superficial inspection (OK, so that's an oxymoron).
Then I reached for my small flashlight to shine at it and two things
happened in that same exact split second:
I spilled a large glass with a small amount of water directly onto
the pile of white stuff and the electricity went out in the whole
neighborhood (898 homes).
What are the chances that I would spill water on a small pile (1/8th
gram) of white stuff while reaching for a flashlight in a fully lit
den just as we have our first power outage in 8 years? No rain, no
snow, no wind, no nothing - we have all underground utilities.
I turned on the flashlight on looked at the "damage". It's just as
I suspected - a Perfect Bullseye. So still curious (but pretty
sure) I stirred the little puddle of cloudy water with my forefinger
and tasted it. Sheeeeit. Epiphany Time. I seriously contemplated
Divine Intervention, my 37 years of Devout Atheism, and the
possibility that I would need to rethink my stance on Life, The
Universe, And Everything. It seemed like an hour (but was probably
about 6 seconds) and I came to one conclusion:
I stuck my face down into that puddle of water on my desk and had a
Slurpee! While wondering, "I don't think this is what Janet had in
mind when she said she was addicted to Slurpees a few hours ago".
Divine Intervention, Pbbbt. My ass. [as Jim Carey yells into the sky
at Ed Harris from his capsized sailboat] "Is that all you got!?!?".
Great, and I just drank 10 "cups of coffee" (Which is 10X more than
I've had in the previous 18 years since) and I have no electricity
for the next two hours... Duh. WTF do I do now? I can't wash the
ceilings, I can't pull up all the carpet ion the house, and I don't
have any fingernails worth biting. Or toenails. Maybe I should
have considered more than just Divine Intervention, eh?
EOT
And yes, I understand half may read this and go, "WTF?!?!?" While
the other half will find it amusing. And the third half will be
undecided. I write like this about other subjects not so much here
(once a year), but in another forum more often and get the same
reactions. And when I'm not "influenced" (I'm not really now eitehr,
I didn't even get out of bed until 3:PM due to my severe carpal
tunnel pain last night). But this anecdote may be a little harder
to relate to than most. I can at least look back at my past
drug/alcohol use and kinda laugh at myself. It's part of the
"healing".
ObFood: How about a smoked tri-tip sandwich with swiss, ahmahdo
(sp?) cheese from Spain (a sharp smoked sheep/goat), garlic-salted
beefsteak tomato, fresh grated and fixed horseradish, and mayo on
grilled rosemary sourdough bread. I smoked a tri-tip and a pichana
yesterday and didn't cut into them until today. It was heavenly.
So I made another one, this one is smoked pichana with provolone and
used Woebers instead of fresh garated horseradish.
https://postimg.cc/gallery/2zginjz72/
My camera is sucking lately. Its.... 8 ears old and 30,000+
pictures. And I didn't pay a dime for film or developing.
-sw