stroker said:Beer Baron said:I just forwarded that to my 73 y.o. older brother, who just last week bought a brand new C8...
You misspelled "BORTHER".
stroker said:Beer Baron said:I just forwarded that to my 73 y.o. older brother, who just last week bought a brand new C8...
You misspelled "BORTHER".
P3PPY said:In reply to volvoclearinghouse :
I don't get the cutoff jeans part. What's that about?
Call them Daisy Dukes and it gets weird.
NickD said:In reply to bobzilla :
Here ya go, Bob
That sign is for the Bovington Tank Museum, in SW England, near Bournemouth and Weymouth. It is fascinating, and you should go next time you're there. (Didn't make it to Monkey World.)
volvoclearinghouse said:stroker said:Beer Baron said:I just forwarded that to my 73 y.o. older brother, who just last week bought a brand new C8...
You misspelled "BORTHER".
That is a AI generated photo of what it thought a Corvette Cars and Coffee would be like. I saw it when I was looking for this.
In reply to Steve_Jones :
They're covered aren't they? It is just going to be torn off either way. I'd say those are well wrapped!
Unrelated (well, maybe tangentially related):
Associated rant/random thoughts with this: I've been like this my entire life. 5th grade - read the book for the book report in 2 nights and it only took 2 nights because mom and Dad made me turn off the light. Proceed to wait 3 weeks to do anything about it, then, at 7:15AM the morning it is due, pound out 2 pages of remarkably well written book report and get an A. Similar stories in middle school, high school, and college. In high school I had completed assignments then just neglected to turn them in. Why?
Real life... Been mediocre and not the best at being responsive in my job, whatever it is... but you need me to learn how to setup a relational database in a program that I've never used? Sure, no problem, give me 2 cups of coffee and don't bother me for the next 8 hours and I'll have it set up for you. If you schedule a meeting to go over it, I'll teach it to you as well. If you need me to schedule the meeting, the actual scheduling of the meeting is going to take me 4 hours to do. Need me to create a shiny new report for someone and I only have 5 hours to do it? Ask me again in 3 hours, I'll start on it then and get you a great report with commentary and data and trends and all that. You're going to nominate me for an on-the-spot bonus (seriously has happened numerous times). Need me to repopulate an already built report with the current month's numbers, something that should take 1 hour max if I'm being super anal about attention to detail? Ughhh fine but I'm not going to do it on time and it is going to be a strenuous, uphill task the entire time for me, I'll have to take 4 breaks, and I will be super annoyed the entire time. I hate my brain sometimes.
Last night, a fox nearly got decapitated in our yard. I don't think Bubba actually touched any part of the fox. But it was close.
Also, trying to get a 120lb Pyrenees inside a 68° house when there is a predator in the next yard and it is 38° outside is really hard.
In reply to mtn :
Oh I've come to the realization that I'm the same. No actual professional diagnosis, and I couldn't afford the meds anyway, so I've found ways to manage the episodes and learned to actively turn on my hyper-focus when resoponsibility demands it. Can't turn it off, and the "organic" hyperfocus overpowers the self-induced flavor, but I manage. I've also learned to recognize some of the same in others, mostly family. Unfortunately, the ones who are the most needing of chemical help are the ones least likely to admit it, and fully believe some of the more outlandish stuff that can be found on FB regarding the subject. Anyway. Memes!
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