Is it just me, or is everyone kinda enjoying wheezal's sufferings? 
4th Unofficially Official Halo Chat Thread: The Sequaling!!!
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I know Wheez is suffrin, But i wonder how he is feeling wearing pants for so long? These are troubled times!
Amazing what 48 hours can do. We were artic at -18 Sunday morning, and now 52 with no snow on the lawn.
I do have this mondo puddle. The rains Diva had yesterday moseyed up here. This puddle is 75'x75' easy. We've named it Lake Ono.
I do have this mondo puddle. The rains Diva had yesterday moseyed up here. This puddle is 75'x75' easy. We've named it Lake Ono.
Hey, all the power to him. It is fascinating having wheez adjusting to this new life.Is it just me, or is everyone kinda enjoying wheezal's sufferings?
(I wonder if he is also abstaining from the chalice at Communion?).
Thank goodness this coincides with the end of football season.
Morning all!
And still perplexed how the east coasters got freezing weather and then jumped to warm?!?!?!?! We had freezing then jumped to just above to about 30°s! Never got warmer yet
But supposed to this weekend and if it doesn't, I'm gonna be ...... off!
And still perplexed how the east coasters got freezing weather and then jumped to warm?!?!?!?! We had freezing then jumped to just above to about 30°s! Never got warmer yet
But supposed to this weekend and if it doesn't, I'm gonna be ...... off!
AngiBe, welcome to Global Warming Weather 2016!
And in New York, if youse don't like the weather, wait 20 minutes.
And in New York, if youse don't like the weather, wait 20 minutes.
We've reached 30 and it feels like a comfortable temp after the past few days. Had lots of heavy wet lake effect snow last few days as well, kids got called off school yesterday. Just what they needed, another day off after a 4 day weekend
Day 7
Now one full week into my hellish descent into the madness of sobriety. My body has rebelled with aches and pains from the withdrawal. My mind has almost completely snapped under the onslaught of repressed memories and wanton lust for the sweet release of inebriation.
At work, I have become what I most fear; a bastion of productivity. I can already see my coworker's expectations rising with each minute as I competently complete task after task to the satisfaction of my superiors. It is a bad precedent. The smallest glimmer of hope i carry is knowing the utter devastation I will cause them after Easter when i return to embrace the loving arms of alcohol. Perhaps they will cry, if so, i will feed on their tears....tears go good with gin, simple syrup, pour over ice, and serve with JUSTICE!
Alas, that day is still over a month away, for now i must endure and holy .... I just drank some of the hottest coffee on the planet! WTH is wrong with those people? Do they just add black food coloring to molten lead and serve it in a cup?!? I think I boils on my tongue now....still...once you get past the cathartic inferno, the hazelnut is actually quite pleasant. I'd get it again, then dip the coffee into dry ice to make it a tolerable temperature. Where can i get dry ice anyhow? It's so fun dipping things into it then smashing them, that is hours of fun! Science is fun.
Where was I?
Oh, right.
Sobriety, what a cruel joke that normal people play on each other. Living out their fruitless lives in utter normalcy, without any non-sequitur or abstractness that only the genius posses...and mentally ill too i guess...and particularly slow children...lower spectrum celebrities....this one dog i had in grade school wasnt quite right in the head either, but he at least made up for it in how fun he was.
These sober people though, no fun at all. And without the blindness of inebriation, not as attractive as I remember. Who would choose to live this way?!?
Now one full week into my hellish descent into the madness of sobriety. My body has rebelled with aches and pains from the withdrawal. My mind has almost completely snapped under the onslaught of repressed memories and wanton lust for the sweet release of inebriation.
At work, I have become what I most fear; a bastion of productivity. I can already see my coworker's expectations rising with each minute as I competently complete task after task to the satisfaction of my superiors. It is a bad precedent. The smallest glimmer of hope i carry is knowing the utter devastation I will cause them after Easter when i return to embrace the loving arms of alcohol. Perhaps they will cry, if so, i will feed on their tears....tears go good with gin, simple syrup, pour over ice, and serve with JUSTICE!
Alas, that day is still over a month away, for now i must endure and holy .... I just drank some of the hottest coffee on the planet! WTH is wrong with those people? Do they just add black food coloring to molten lead and serve it in a cup?!? I think I boils on my tongue now....still...once you get past the cathartic inferno, the hazelnut is actually quite pleasant. I'd get it again, then dip the coffee into dry ice to make it a tolerable temperature. Where can i get dry ice anyhow? It's so fun dipping things into it then smashing them, that is hours of fun! Science is fun.
Where was I?
Oh, right.
Sobriety, what a cruel joke that normal people play on each other. Living out their fruitless lives in utter normalcy, without any non-sequitur or abstractness that only the genius posses...and mentally ill too i guess...and particularly slow children...lower spectrum celebrities....this one dog i had in grade school wasnt quite right in the head either, but he at least made up for it in how fun he was.
These sober people though, no fun at all. And without the blindness of inebriation, not as attractive as I remember. Who would choose to live this way?!?
MMmmmnnnn.
With all the grub stands you got in Austin, I concede.
Now when I get lunch in Midtown, we'll play.
(that is root beer, yes?)
that's the photo from the menu placard....i had a delicious coca cola...which tastes funny wif no booze in it.
but, the burger and taters served to me looked EXACTLY like the picture....not the lie you get at IHOP or other places.
That's a great way to celebrate Day 7 without booze and Day 900 without a cigarette!!!!
Congrats, my friend!
Congrats, my friend!
Wow! The descent into madness AND yummy burgers and fries.......it doesn't get any better than that! 
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