I’ve posted this before, but it bears repeating.

And its sequel —

Not my story so I can’t enter it in the Pissing Contest, but a co-worker would NOPE right up whenever we suggested a particular local “country cookin’” restaurant for lunch.

Rant incoming:

Random thoughts from someone around 8 - 10 yrs old at Kenny’s early 80s peak:

Stealing a thought others have posted in the past —

Seconded! The stock photos of the orange ‘Vette are kinda meh, but Kristen’s photos of the bronze(?) one (EDIT: and orange one, too) make me want to go buy one.

an evil stepmother in a Disney live-action flick

Obligatory

I guess through the years Rush in a weird has always been the best / worst of them... Guys like Beck or Jones have a low ceiling because they’re, well, raving kooks*. Rush, on the other hand, has a good voice for radio and can at least string together a cogent (but still horrible) argument.

Yeah I went through my own Rush Limbaugh / Fountainhead phase in college — anyone else recall his late-night TV show? The audience was about a dozen old people and the room had lots of paneling; they looked like they were sitting in a jury box.

What’s equally amazing is how much someone like Ian McKellen obviously reveres Christopher Lee.

LOL last Rush concert I attended was sweet revenge for the ladies — men’s room had a line 30+ deep out into the concourse, while no waiting at the women’s room. Date was like, “what took you so long?”

Just to go off on a tangent... I’m sure transporters like the one pictured are the best way to move cars around, but everytime I’m around one on the freeway I feel like all of the cars are going to spontaneously fall on my vehicle, or in the case of the one over the cab, launch themselves right at me.  It just looks o…

I remember that Rolling Stone article* had a helpful diagram locating all — I mean all — of her piercings, known and guessed at.

I’m sure if lived next door to Blue, I wouldn’t find this amusing at all.

ME: Pfft, I’ll just take a charge, shoot my free throws, done.

Out-of-towner from a much, much flatter part of the state. I’ve driven that road a few times but nowadays pretty much avoid it if possible.  RIP.

Every once in a while (we’re talking years going by)... I’ll put a dollop of relish on a hot dog or burger. But I know about it.