As someone who doesn’t like peanut butter I’ll stick with maple bourbon bacon jam on peperidge farms thin wheat.

Send me the Chevette, they can have my rollerblades.

Condolences, it sounds like you have good people there for you..

Oh I remember. Hearing reports out of LA that a truck driver with the last name Denny being attacked freaked me out. At the time my stepfather ( a trucker with the same last name) was in the area. Even after they gave out Reginald’s full name I couldn’t rest until my stepfather called and let us know he was okay and…

It’s good to know that the secret EIC files included the formula for hallucinogenic Torch Chow.

Yea, but with modern birth control 40 years of enthusiastic shagging doesn’t have to include children. 

When the cliff falls out from under people who were living on the edge..

I picked up a nice little rechargeable from CVS.  But good grief, if it is going inside get something you can clean.

Good news, the nephrologist says my kidney function is up to 30%.  If I can keep up with my reduced protein diet it could improve even more. 

Waiting for the Soul Train whistle after that. 

Nope, my first thought was “Cylon face”.

Yeah for the pandas.

I was reading somewhere that Walmart is going to start that floor arrow shit today. Is it bad that I miss the days where I could do my shopping at 0dark:30 on the way home from work?

Seconding check with the Dr.'s office, here they have you check in then wait in your car until they text you to come in for your appointment.

TL: Don’t read I’m whinging

Hmm a fast uncomfortable ‘67 French pickup, red rear engine V8. Which animal am I?

I've finally paid off my student loans, and unless they shut down the airport I'll be working. 

The term I and my friends used for these faux SUVs back in the 80s and 90s was suburban commando vehicle. You know the toughest thing they are facing is the garden center parking lot.

EEh someone found the corpse of the stripped out Villager my cousin’s stepson abandoned on the highway off ramp. I would have sworn it was dead when Mom sold it to him instead of the scrap metal buyer.

You are far kinder than I would have been. If it were me the family would find out next Dec. when any Christmas cards they might have sent were returned stamped with "No forwarding address given."