Thursday, January 29, 2009

Hooray Beer!

Not much you can add to that message.

The lights actually ran a clock-wise chase pattern around the sign, but the long exposure necessary rendered a full-on effect which probably works better anyway.
I offered to take it home and replace the 4 dead LEDs, but for some reason they weren't interested.

Some people aren't as dumb as they look...


Zzakk's Garage Hits 15,000

And I was lucky enough to catch the moment!

I keep screenshots of all the major milestones on my main blogs, but usually miss them by several digits.

Thursday, January 22, 2009

Please, Do NOT Let Go!


Seen on the loooooong and steep entrance to Target at DeZavala and IH10.


Reminds me of the time my brother and I were coming down a hill that was several miles long on the highway into Colorado Springs, 1987.
A car was parked on the shoulder, and half a mile down the hill a blind person (cane, shades and all!) was chasing their guide dog.
We wondered at the time if it was a piss break gone wrong, but more importantly
who was driving?
I was betting on the dog.

We had driven straight through the night and most of the next day from San Antonio and were a little loopy, but we both saw it.

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Thanks JC?

Ever find yourself looking at what is obviously a vanity plate and being unable to decipher it's message?
Poor planning by illiterates with something to say but no skills at saying it.


This one is easy, so I moved right to the next question:
"Who is this JC they wish to thank"?

It's not to hard to eliminate a few:
Jimmy Carter?
No, Habitat for Humanities doesn't build houses for people who can afford new Cadillacs.

Both of Sylvia's parents are JCs, but I think a 'thank you' phone call or visit would be cheaper and easier.

Phoebe on Friends?
She only thinks her initials are JC.
(JC Banana Hammock?)

Jiminy Cricket?
Nahhh...what's he done for anyone lately?

Former Texas Governor (the late) John Connolly?
"Thanks for taking a bullet, but couldn't you have been in the back seat instead?"
Not Cool.
Sorry.

Actor Jack Cassidy (father of David and Shaun)?
Hmmm...an aged former teenybopper thanks sperm donor/absentee father who burned to death while probably drunk?
No way.


These are just off the top of my head.
With Google I could keep this up for hours.


There is only one answer that makes sense:Jenny Craig!

A cute little white caddy parked very close to Ann Taylor and Victoria's Secret, among other places that cater to well-heeled petites and newly petites?
Bingo!

I wouldn't mind being wrong, but the most obvious answer isn't funny.
It's just nice.



Any other contenders you can think of?

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Lindsay Lohan Sighting

You never know when or where you'll see a celebrity--even when shopping at Target.








Get it?

Saturday, January 10, 2009

The 8th Dwarf?


Drinky, Sleazy, Douchebag, Throw-Up, Wussy, Stinky, Wanker, and introducing:
Mopey.

Assistant video boy, hair tugger, zit farmer, nincompoop.
Never saw his eyes, never heard a word, never saw any initiative except for when he was bootlegging my band's performance, as seen here.
I guess Chrissy got him half-hard (all that can be expected) but she's twice the man he'll ever be.
Also never saw him in a situation that mattered where the cam didn't get taken away by his boss.
So sad...

I'm not cruel by nature, but haven't we all been exposed to someone who just made you want to stand on their neck until something pops?
Mopey wasn't interested in improving, which is the greatest sin of all.

Saturday, January 03, 2009

January 1st Shopping Crisis

Looking to score some some bargains on Christmas junk for next year, we went to Target after a late breakfast.
I had to pee really bad, but figured that with TWO crews the plumbing would be fixed in no time at all.
I was wrong, and it sucked.
Didn't buy anything, then whizzed to Academy.
(And at Academy).

Whoever killed the men's room at Target (1604/Blanco), next time please stay home and nuke your own damn toilet.
Thank you.
(I hope it hurt).

Thursday, January 01, 2009

In the days of my youth...

...I was told what it means to be a man.


These wacky kids today, with their strange new ways.
Back when WE were young, we didn't....oh wait.

Yes, we did.
Only better.