Mmmm… meatloaf
This post was for 02/15 but duty called so I had to take a couple days off mz to take care of some worky-work (Tee hee.. I said duty).
This is a belated V-Day link from McSweeney’s — valentines for those with OCD… I read it three times, then read it three more times.
Yesterday I hung some stuff in our apartment..and as our walls are made of some serious masonry, a regular drill unfortunately didn’t do the duty, as I discovered at Home Depot — enter Hammer Drill — please hammer.. don’t hurt ‘em.
No joke: I spent about 45 minutes with a regular drill and a 3/16″ masonry bit to to make a 1.5 inch hole…I got about 0.5 inches in… former WalkerMate Jed via his boy Garrett let me borrow his Dewalt hammer drill and I was done with the same hole in about 4 seconds. That is one bad-ass tool. (Tee hee, I said tool)
Of course, I had our neighbors banging on the wall within a few seconds of turning the drill on…(middle of the day, holiday weekend, mind you)…I thought I drilled into their living room with it…no such luck…I knocked on the dude’s door and was like “what up? You don’t like a loud machine drilling into your home?” and he was all, “You go now! — No trouble!” and I’m all “oh yeah,… well ‘trouble’s my middle name, little man..” and he’s all “No drill. you go now”
Well, that’s not exactly how it went… in broken English he was like “Just don’t drill too far…” and I was like “Ok.”
On Sat. night, where it was at the most FOUR — degrees, that is, was Andrea D’s observed two-niner-b-day at Guajillo of Arlington with mucho sangria. Muy bueno.
Me, C and the VIPs went off to play shuffleboard and watch Olympics at nearby Dremos. I made the mistake of tasting what could’ve been salt on the shuffleboard table (to give the shuffles some speed), but was indeed some kind of sand — I think I took a few years off my life for that…”Hi I’m 28… I eat things that don’t belong in my mouth. Like dirt.”
