Yesterday afternoon one of our neighbors rang out doorbell and alerted us a five foot snake crossed the street to our yard. If there’s one thing for certain that I have in common with Indiana Jones . . . I don’t like snakes.
I really wasn’t all that scared or nervous until I saw the thing. I didn’t expect to see a pattern on its body and a really bright red tongue.
You should have seen WifeGeeding, she’s very inquisitive in nature and got up close to it. Her daddy would have just picked the thing up with his bare hands and probably bite its head off – he’s that much of a manly-man. But thankfully I had my friend Bone over who was working on a Sunday school lesson over the Crusades and he pretty much, actually, he did all the work in killing the snake. It was a bit crazy seeing that snake curl up in that s-shape and start to strike, it was pretty aggressive.
There’s one thing I noticed at SMU when I attended the Conan O’Brien show, that school has the best lawn anywhere in the world. It was so pristine, no weeds or wear, dark full and lush. It was just amazing.
Yup, that school’s got some money.
It was like a bigger fancier Hardin-Simmons.
Fun game to play when you go to a typical Dallas event, when you see an older man and a younger woman – daughter or girlfriend?
The auditorium in which the venue was at was old, in other words, sitting was very cramped and uncomfortable.
Conan started the show with lots of local jokes. He complimented the beauty of our women, how manly and tough the men are, our love for drinking, made reference and fun of some local things like Snuffers and Gloria Campos, the size of the state, and the wealth of University Park and Highland Park.
I really could have done without all the singing.
Dirk made an appearance, but we would have rather seemed him still in the playoffs. I’m really surprised that local boy Chuck Norris didn’t make an appearance.
Conan even had the inflatable bat from Meatloaf’s Bat Out of Hell tour just as an obscure prop.
It’s been about a month now that we’ve been dealing with the oil disaster in the Gulf, and it seems like all attempts to remedy the situation deals with capturing the oil that is spewing, and not stopping the spewing. I’m guessing they want to do this in order to process and sell the oil, but it seems like it all could have been taken care of long ago by simply focusing on plugging that thing up.
When the mark plunged about a thousand points two weeks ago, it was blamed on a single trader who entered a trade incorrectly – I’m surprised we never learned that trader’s name.
Poor ol’ DogGeeding, the guy is getting up there in years. He was trying to walk down the stairs when he slipped and rolled down about half way down. My heart broke, but he was OK, but he did seem embarrassed.
And I think he was peeved at me for giving him a summer cut yesterday:
You know when you are outside when it’s cold and you breath out of your mouth and it looks like steam? I wonder if that’s the same thing for farts?
My friend Andy is taking part of the Jailbreak Dash – I think that is something I would like to participate in sometime.