Foo Foo

Hi! Shawn, Tanya, and I enjoyed the "Foo Fighters" show at Joe Louis a couple of nights ago. I have to say that I enjoyed their power riffs. Tanya thinks Dave Grohl is dreamy (see pic below). The opening band was Serj Tankian (sp?). He was kind of goofy; prancing around in a white top-hat. Otherwise he sucked.

Dave Grohl of the band "Foo Fighters."

Dog Friends

Chelsea has one friend: the Terski's dog Aiden. We walked over to heff's house yesterday and watched them run around. Here's video proof of their friendship...

Detroit Tigers-related Announcement

Pops Everett and I have purchased a 27-game Saturday package. Section 114, Row 37. SEE YOU IN THE D!

Updates...

- Jackie told me that the Kalamazoo Court System sent her a restitution check. I like that.

- My stupid car thing is still unresolved. Per Michigan's no-fault law, my only recourse is to take the guy to small claims court and get $500, which won't even come close to covering the repairs. Even though I was sitting at a fucking red light and he ran into me. So, if that's the case I'm going to send the guy an e-mail and see if he'll pay for my repairs. He probably won't, the dikbag. Who drives like that? My car wasn't moving. I was sitting at a red light!

- Our backsplash tile came in. Here's a couple pictures. We'll put it in next weekend. Right Mom?

Sharp.

It was pizza night here. Bye for now.

Vehicular Douchebaggetry

I got into my second car accident of 2008 tonight. The first was minor: a few weeks ago I was sitting behind a guy that was fucking around in his car when the red light turned green. A few seconds later the jackass behind me decided to go and rammed me. My car wasn't damaged, but her mercedes was pretty messed up.

Today I was leaving work and a total douche clipped the front of my driver's side. I was sitting at a red light (again) waiting to turn right on a one-way out my work parking lot. This 48 year old salt n pepper head in a black sentra raced up behind me, swerved to the left of me, then turned too sharp in front of me, tearing a fucking hole in my car. It was the kind of move I would have made when I was 16, but I wouldn't have hit anyone.

Peep the damage:

Pistons

Oh, hey. Hi! How are you? The game was fun last night. We saw Al at the Post for a pre-game dinner and drinks. It was a good game, too. Tanya's favorite parts were the explosions during the introductions and the many alley-oop plays.

That Brezec dude is a weirdo. He's constantly stretching on the scorer's table, rubbing his hammy, having his chest massaged by Arnie Kander, and icing himself down with strange contraptions. All this in preparation for two minutes of garbage time. I'd be a sweet twelfth man -- if only I were a foot taller. That lucky son of a bitch.

Here's a video/photo montage, complete with sophisticated jazz soundtrack.

Back to the kitchen

The camera battery charger was located so we're back in business. There is still much work to do. We need to finish painting (painting, always painting or thinking about painting), finish the trim and floor, add a couple more drawers and shelves, and do the backsplash. Here are pics from tonight.

New table and chairs.

Organized drawer, perfect for grabbing just the right cooking utensil.

Little T-martin puts the nicer stuff in this cabinet.

Wolfskunk.

Water.

I won pistons tickets at the work raffle today. Little T-martin and I will attend friday night vs the jailblazers. GO TEAM!

Later, brah

Today I've posted a few pics from my brother's family going-away party from last Saturday. According to the hostess (mom), "there were 87 people - 13 of them kids - of those 13, 11 were under 5!!" Anyhoo, I didn't take many pics as I was too busy drinking rum punch and red stripes. We'll see you down in Pencilcola soon.

Stairz.

Florida-themed buffet.

Larry's shoes.

Happy Birthday...

Barbara Patrick Myers. Hope all your dreamz come true.

News Flash

After asking Mat to host the Superbol party, barbara myers has backed out. I bet fatterson is smoldering.


Update...

Okay, I received confirmation that bol has mom legs.

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