Just go to Hiroshima.

BWAAAHAHAHAH....

Black and white and red all over.... and it’s not MadWorld or a sunburned Zebra!

Man, just watched Earth Girls are Easy again after a loooooong time.

Thank you, my typing may suck sometimes, but once in a while me talk gud.

That bunker is on the corner of the next block from me. Used to have a beautiful old painted billboard on the side before dickhead taggers fucked it up. Not just no bathroom, no plumbing whatsoever :D

Have a buddy who chases storms and is currently selling roofs down there. I’ll send him in. :)

Burritos are fucking awesome.

Ugh, 26... it was bad enough 20 years ago when I was commuting from SE Ramona/130th or so, all the way to Washington Square. Even Germantown Road is a nightmare now when you try to sneak around to Skyline.

A few blocks from the St. Johns bridge here. Columbia Blvd is my sanity road. Worst you get there are the freight trains. Of course they stop you next to the Sewage plant.... I’ll take 15 minutes of smelling every resident’s crap in the neighborhood over that slow climb up the Terwilliger’s hill ;)

Wife’s commute is 13 miles as the crow flies, unfortunately as she’s lacking in the feathers-and-hollow-bones department, she’s stuck on Highway 30 and the Terwilliger curves on I-5. 50 minutes to 2 hours on the way home is pretty damn normal for her. Usually on the road by 6:50 every weekday.

I still miss my first dual-deck cassette boom box. One of the only reasons I had any sort of music collection as a kid. Copied every tape my friends would lend me.

That’s unfortunately what most people today hear when these tags are bandied about. We only have a pretense of equality, and sour grapes from people who think they were entitled to the job that “Some ‘CHICK’ stole” from them.

“Face for Radio”

I lost my wallet once. Ever. That was enough, now multiple people have had my SSN since ‘95, and it gets used in Florida and California.

Long ago, Foodservice was my first job, computer sales/service the second.

I’m as pro gun as you can get without being a right winger.

Easy... No idle threats, you tell them in advance what will happen when you get to the restaurant, then follow through.

It’s the proximity, even without direct contact. ;) I’m not that squeamish, but damn, that’s just yuck.

Everything people step in, sit on, touch...