Flossing like Coolio
So apparently I'm not fun because I don't drive a Hummer. And I'm probably even less fun since I drive a Honda. Who knew that my level of "fun-ness" was associated with my car? Who cares if $75 doesn't even fill the tank, and who cares if it gets 8 - 10 mpg...it must be worth it because it's FUN to floss like Coolio.
You know what they say about a woman who drives a car with good gas mileage.
For my fellow "enviro-whackos", check this out.
On a different note, this Angel had some fun (without driving a Hummer) last Friday night. Beauzalot, Frenchie, Schwake and I went out downtown to celebrate Schwake's birthday (note: Beauzalot wanted me to drive because my car is much easier to park downtown than his big-ass truck...especially since he doesn't get VIP parking at Bella Notte). Ironically, the last time I was out downtown (not including bar rides), Big D was spending his money on something more important...drinks for me and Pete. Anyway, my friend Rabbit(?) was in town and he met up with us and we did some bar hopping, then swung by the free Semisonic reunion show at some block party. As many of you know, I'm a huge fan of Dan Wilson...or at least a huge fan of that little move he does (you know the one). But I have to admit, Dano wasn't looking so good...he's looking a little emaciated these days. And he was unusually sappy. Maybe he was just drunk. But I digress. I'm also a huge fan of Jake Slichter's (drummer) book...he's a funny guy who tells an entertaining and insightful story about the music industry. Oh, and John Munson was just his usual tall, cool, self. I'm always hopeful that they'll bust out some old Trip Shakespeare stuff, preferably The Slacks, but no such luck. We headed to one more bar after the music, then Beauzalot, Mark and I had some drinks back at my place...at which time I proceeded to "shake" an already open bottle of pomegranate juice all over my kitchen. Good times.
Oh, and for those of you who know Schwake...we determined that it's official - he doesn't have a gay bone in his body (as exemplified by the ever-present Leatherman on his belt).
As is tradition, Mark and I drank a bunch of gnt's and stayed up really late. However, 4.5
hrs later, Mark still managed to run 10 miles in 95 degree heat while I slept until 11 am, missing my window of opportunity for a bike ride in bearable temperatures. So I opted to do something I haven't done in a long time...stayed inside and cleaned. I did manage to get a nice ride in on Sunday during the steamy weather and then sat in the central air conditioning at work for the remainder of the day.
My future brother-in-law, disguised as Paul Shaffer, stopped by tonight. It's been a while since we've seen him or my sister since they're now living in New York, so it was nice to catch up with him and rub his head for good luck!
Only two days until Superweek! Watch out for the EnviroWhacko on wheels!
SS
You know what they say about a woman who drives a car with good gas mileage.
For my fellow "enviro-whackos", check this out.
On a different note, this Angel had some fun (without driving a Hummer) last Friday night. Beauzalot, Frenchie, Schwake and I went out downtown to celebrate Schwake's birthday (note: Beauzalot wanted me to drive because my car is much easier to park downtown than his big-ass truck...especially since he doesn't get VIP parking at Bella Notte). Ironically, the last time I was out downtown (not including bar rides), Big D was spending his money on something more important...drinks for me and Pete. Anyway, my friend Rabbit(?) was in town and he met up with us and we did some bar hopping, then swung by the free Semisonic reunion show at some block party. As many of you know, I'm a huge fan of Dan Wilson...or at least a huge fan of that little move he does (you know the one). But I have to admit, Dano wasn't looking so good...he's looking a little emaciated these days. And he was unusually sappy. Maybe he was just drunk. But I digress. I'm also a huge fan of Jake Slichter's (drummer) book...he's a funny guy who tells an entertaining and insightful story about the music industry. Oh, and John Munson was just his usual tall, cool, self. I'm always hopeful that they'll bust out some old Trip Shakespeare stuff, preferably The Slacks, but no such luck. We headed to one more bar after the music, then Beauzalot, Mark and I had some drinks back at my place...at which time I proceeded to "shake" an already open bottle of pomegranate juice all over my kitchen. Good times.
Oh, and for those of you who know Schwake...we determined that it's official - he doesn't have a gay bone in his body (as exemplified by the ever-present Leatherman on his belt).
As is tradition, Mark and I drank a bunch of gnt's and stayed up really late. However, 4.5
hrs later, Mark still managed to run 10 miles in 95 degree heat while I slept until 11 am, missing my window of opportunity for a bike ride in bearable temperatures. So I opted to do something I haven't done in a long time...stayed inside and cleaned. I did manage to get a nice ride in on Sunday during the steamy weather and then sat in the central air conditioning at work for the remainder of the day.My future brother-in-law, disguised as Paul Shaffer, stopped by tonight. It's been a while since we've seen him or my sister since they're now living in New York, so it was nice to catch up with him and rub his head for good luck!
Only two days until Superweek! Watch out for the EnviroWhacko on wheels!
SS
posted by Strats at 11:06 PM
1 Comments:
OMG reading that link on "envirowhackos" drives me crazy!!!! I felt the urge to go out and smack all those people who said something so naive and idiotic like "we live in the US so it's ok for me to do whatever I want." Who the hell ever came up with the idea that democracy = the right to do whatever I want? Take a lesson in civics, please.
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