BIGTIME!! I don’t profess being a plumber … only a know-it-all. But, under this particular October 31st scary situation handled myself handy-dandy-halloween-well, if I do say so myself! Water spewing everywhere on two floors was the last thing I wanted to see. Images of THAT proverbial expen$ive emergency plumber phone-call kept fla$hing in my mind! A bit of collateral drywall damage looking for leaks, and then capping off the water supply with shut-off valves … and dan’s-yer-plumber!! 
Sorry, am late in posting, it’s been a hectic weekend. BTW, shouldn’t even be apologizing, giving reasons why I’m posting when I am, as if it’s anybody’s business … for being busy, living my life. On second thought – apology retracted! Found this perusing discussion boards comparing the Wolfgang Puck blender to Vitamix. Loved lacey1’s memorable one-liner summation! Yeah y’all, Listen to chickenbutt! – and def pick/stick w/ Vitamix!!
… LOL!! I ain’t kidding either!! I heard about the guy, and today I witnessed it first hand. Apparently he hangs around the neighbourhood trying to drum up business. A renovator (read scam artist, lol), without a vehicle, without tools, definitely without any license. As we were leaving walking towards the car, he rode past, blurting something out about ‘not hearing from you’, before turning his head and delivering this gem as he continued pedalling, LOL!!
Maybe it’s been my fault all along for having People as one of the widgets on my iGoogle homepage. Maybe I shoulda jettisoned that widgebitch ages ago. What I do know is this; I could give a flying fuck how Kanye West proposed, how Jake Gyllenhaal lost weight for some retarded role in a movie you couldn’t make me/pay me $$ to see, how Julia Roberts swoonscrappola … “my husband made me believe in myself in a whole new way” that makes me wanna violently spewpuke … and how some Jersey shithead knocked up some broad, who now is some Jersey shithead proud poppa to be … that I give even LESS of a rat’s ass about!
Excellent! Excellent! Excellent! Excellent! Excellent! Excellent! Excellent! Excellent!
I swear, she musta said it at least a dozen times, LOL!! Obviously was very pleased I called, and happy with my praise!
… yep, Excellent!
You motherfucking inconsiderate cunt!! And yes, CUNT … I eyeballed the guilty party, plus her poon was givin’ off a bad stench, somethin’ awful! Am I the only who who knows/follows/pays attention to/abides by, illegal parking moves? ‘Cause, I’m the king of that shit … but there’s still rules for fuck’s sake!! If you’re in and out within a minute, no problem … park wherever you want, just always be aware, and make sure you’re watching … park ‘n run ‘n get the hell outta there! Def doesn’t apply if you’re planning on parking for a prolonged period of time! This is when you have to use common sense, and be courteous … AND, since you’re doing business with the neighbour’s next door anyways – block their driveway BITCH … NOT MINE!! Have respect!! Christ, they ain’t coming and going at that point … ARGHHHH!!
Can’t come home, can’t leave home! Skanks for nuthin’ …
Meanwhile; front bumper doesn’t extend even one inch over the culprit’s driveway. Fucking cunt …
My first run in over a week! Eight days exactly … last run was Sept. 28th … I never miss more than one day (ok, maybe missed two consecutive days once or twice, but that’s it), so to be outta running commission so long tells ya how I felt. I’m still on antibiotics, and I have to go back next week for my “medical procedure” (is all I’m gonna say ’bout that), and I’ve been feeling so dragged down, so faint, so tired – now, I’m not sure if it’s the infection, or all these meds making me weak? I didn’t know what to expect today, and when I started running, after only 100m my legs felt like rubber, but I persisted. Imagine my surprise, hearing my 5:00 minute audio cue, and I was further along my route than 99% of my previous first calls! And my 2K time was my 3rd fastest ever! Don’t misunderstand, I was still weak … truth be told, I was reaching into my pocket, fumbling with my phone, and inadvertently hit stop on RunKeeper – I was planning on at least reaching the 3K mark before I stopped, so I was a bit premature, lol. Good enough!
I stood there, admiring my accomplishment (I’m still in awe, when taking everything into consideration. Plus it was very humid – my glasses were fogged up, lol). I then turned around, and jogged home – comfortably, but at a steady. A nice to be back 5K run … and it was plenty … oh, and on top of everything – I had a bird in the oven … a practice Thanksgiving turkey, and I didn’t want to be out too long ‘ncase it needed tending to, lol!
quick run
negative splits
… LOL! He just up and left – leaving us all alone … ya know what they say, “when the fat cat’s away … “! Has yer Mayor – the ruler of yer roost ever done that? Headed down to Austin for a few days on a so called business trip involving checking out local bar bands … leaving ya to fuck around, doing what pleases ya, lol?! That’s my Mayor!! 😆
I’ve been hittin’ the dueces hard lately … and now five in a row … holy-frickin-mike-n-moly … gimme a break, ain’t no way it’s a coinkidink … it’s gotta mean somethin’! I’ll figure it out … and when I do, I’ll get back to ya …
God, I hate this fucking place!!
Long Story! Here’s the short version: Trying to lend a helping hand to my friend, did him a solid today. Went to Hamilton on his business behalf! And while still early in the day, was done. Sweet! Hold yer Hamilton horses! Imagine my surprise when taking Barton E. exiting onto Red Hill Valley Pkwy expecting to take the ramp happily back home to my safe and sound Toronto, only to see it closed?! Bear in mind, at this point, traffic was at a dead-stop standstill. Looks like QEW Niagara here I come. Wait, luckily the Centennial Pkwy off-ramp that merges w/ RHVP Niagara bound was closed to traffic under the OPP‘s directive! We (anybody who didn’t want to keep driving to Niagara – I mean continuing being stuck in traffic) were permitted to swing our vehicles around, and drive up the exiting ramp in the WRONG direction. Anywhere you looked, all roads in sight weren’t moving! EVERYTHING, was a fucking mess (sorry; correction, this is Hamilton we’re talking about … MORE of a fucking mess, lol). Eventually, I got back onto Barton, and drove all the way through that shit part of the city, till I got my ass onto the 403 Toronto! For that unforgiving hour and a half, I was a held-against-my-will-hostage-Hamiltonian!
… LOL!! First words of his mouth when he saw me, after being away for the past year. Bal’s back in Canada now, but was in Dubai – he’s from that part of the world. It made me laugh, his choice of words. Yes, I lost weight, slimmed down, am looking good, am healthier. Thanks for noticing!
Another classic phone call where neither caller/callee wanted it to end (well, classic danistrulytheman phone call that is. I def have a knack for that). You did mention the time was approaching 1 hour … and no matter you speak French as a 1st language. I speak swearsies, lol! Thanks for a great phone-call, thanks for all your nine years on the job experience advice, and thanks for that $25 credit (pre-adjusted I might add – you didn’t have to do that, but I thank you)! Yep, gold’s def for girls as I adamantly & quickly responded when ya asked, but laughedMFAO (we both did – I could hear you, lol) when you said, “and, old men” …LOL!!
I started trying for 1mile times late August. Since then, I’ve attempted it a total of 8 times. It’s a tough run, pretty much giving everything your body can give, for those grueling 6+ minutes. Now, it’s almost to the point where I dread it, ’cause it completely drains/saps me … AND, because I haven’t seen much improvement. Only 17 seconds separates my fastest & slowest times, but with two 6:30s, and two 6:31s outta the eight, that seems to be my average, so for the time being, I consider myself a 6:30 miler. I know I’m capable of PRing it at 6:10 – 6:15. It’s just a matter of nailing it. One day, before it kills me, lol!
Today I noticed this big-ass bruise. Thing’s the size of a football. Never really felt any pain when the car hit me, my ankle certainly did though. Now, it really showing where I got smacked by the car’s hood. And it’s starting to hurt – as a bruise hurts.
… damn danistrulytheman, it don’t look good … OUCH!!
… downloaded iOS 7 yesterday evening. Took 6 hours to complete, thankfully it went off without a hitch. Funny how a new operating system transforms your phone into a completely NEW one. Still up in the air about the 5s … unsure if I’ll upgrade or not even though I’m eligible. My 4 is in incredible shape, 16 GB, and has a gorgeous hand crafted after-market exotic wood back to boot. Unfortunately, the person I was gonna sell it to (at a discounted friend’s price no less, lol) def won’t be buying it. She never knew a good thing anyways … even when she had it! Her loss!
… after midnight – screenshot after downloading. Love the new look! Yep, still kept the same pic – ain’t no quitter … know a good thing when I have (had) it!!
… in that order (chronologically) … and of course Sohail specifically/personally … what a great friend/beautiful person you are! Thanks MoFo!! 😎
You registered on WordPress.com 4 years ago!
Thanks for flying with us. Keep up the good blogging!
Lookie what arrived via Canada Post yesterday. Tiff’s gorgeous riding boots! Her beautiful Isaac Mizrahi boots! Too bad they’re the wrong colour, wrong size! It’s laughable the continual fuck-ups this particular online retailer commits. Tiff woulda happily lived with the colour mizhap … despite the fact that she purposely ordered early, ensuring that she’d get her fave grey before selling out. But she def can’t live happily with those monstrous size 9s. Nor can I! Rest assured y’all, will be calling complaining pronto after posting. I won’t be missing this bus … REUBENNNN!!
… in the 5th set of the men’s semi-final, at the US Open! It don’t get any more exciting …
… and WOW, Wawrinka wins the game …
… shaved ONE whole second off the previous one. Hey, I’ll take it, lol! 😛
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