Friday, December 28, 2007
Bummer
I have been busy the past couple of days doing the Tidy-Up-March (Kip_W knows what I mean) because Sterling, Beth and grandgirlie Lexie were going to be coming for a visit. Unfortunately, Sterling's semi had a bad breakdown, which cost him 5 road days and lots of $$, so they have had to cancel their trip. :<
In other bad news, I am still fighting with that Nightmare Death Mutant Toilet Seat from Hell. Beautiful but evil, isn't that always the way?
Could be worse, though. Toilet seats working loose are bad, but consider this quote from this morning's Rocky Mountain News. It's a sentence one seldom gets the chance to say in real life:
"I didn't know it at the time but that's when the propeller fell off."
This guy named Barry Cox had taken off in his private plane from the Aspen-Pitkin County Airport. About 10 minutes out, he heard a loud bang and a bunch of oil squirted all over his windshield. So he just turned around, navigated through the side windows, and glided the eight miles back to the airport. Easy-squeasy, you know?
The clone wonders where the propeller ended up.
In other bad news, I am still fighting with that Nightmare Death Mutant Toilet Seat from Hell. Beautiful but evil, isn't that always the way?
Could be worse, though. Toilet seats working loose are bad, but consider this quote from this morning's Rocky Mountain News. It's a sentence one seldom gets the chance to say in real life:
"I didn't know it at the time but that's when the propeller fell off."
This guy named Barry Cox had taken off in his private plane from the Aspen-Pitkin County Airport. About 10 minutes out, he heard a loud bang and a bunch of oil squirted all over his windshield. So he just turned around, navigated through the side windows, and glided the eight miles back to the airport. Easy-squeasy, you know?
The clone wonders where the propeller ended up.
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