The snowy one was waiting for me when I got to work. It's pretty neat that I can just take a pic with my phone and a few minutes later this is waiting for me without having to do anything at all.
The very idea of taking a picture where I'd need to plug the camera into my computer and upload the pictures to the internet makes me exhausted.
My snow removal company is a guy named Jim. I want to fire him very bad but Luke's Snow Removal Inc. will not be licensed to operate in my area for at least another 5 years.
Originally shared by Jonathan Tweet Tonight, my "Lethal Damage" 13th Age campaign draws to a close. Meanwhile, the guys are work have talked me into running a couple D&D sessions for them. That was the day 13th Age was announced, and they're happy to play 13th Age instead. That will be my "Great Center" campaign, based in the imperial capital of Axis, the center of the world. It's my opportunity to explore the setting from yet another perspective.
From Voyageurs National Park on FB: Called “Catamaran” by locals, Bert Upton is among the strangest of historical characters on area waters. He lived in a hut built over a dug-out at Squirrel Narrows. Found frozen to death in the 1930s by Kettle Falls pioneer Oliver Knox; Upton was perched lifeless in the snow just a half-mile from his home. Shunning civilization, Upton defined the word hermit. First spotted rowing his crude log raft on Namakan, no one knows how he got there. Upton’s accent implied an English heritage but any personal inquiries brought a stony silence. Some suspected him a man fleeing the law; others saw a bizarre outcast; everyone knew he was peculiar. Just five feet tall and wildly unkempt, Catamaran wore hacked-off pants and walked barefoot with a stick. Winter demanded shoes but no socks, a cast-off Mackinaw, and a trailing cap made from the leg of old underwear. He was oddly religious, and suspicious of being poisoned. Surviving on snared rabbits and fish, he ofte...
Originally shared by Curt Thompson This is an interesting theory, but I notice the author has to omit one of the most important Heinlein novels to make it work. Time Enough For Love was written in the very early 70s and was a straight (heh) extrapolation of the chaotic and frenetic zeitgeist of that era. http://www.locusmag.com/Perspectives/2012/11/the-joke-is-on-us-the-two-careers-of-robert-a-heinlein/
It looks like they left you enough room to get your motorcycle out O_o
ReplyDeletePlussing your hate, not your shitty snow removal company's "work" here.
ReplyDeleteAs humans, sometimes all we can hope for is another human to plus our hate.
ReplyDeleteIs that a roll-up door, or does it swing out?
ReplyDeleteRoll up. Luckily the Edge parks on the right, and that's what I drive when it's shitty.
ReplyDeleteOkay, so it's not as bad as it could be if it weren't a roll up. Bright side, right?
ReplyDeleteStill a really fucktastic job on the snow removal, and that sucks.
They will PAY
ReplyDeleteI think Google adding the snow effect is a kind of delightful touch. :D
ReplyDeleteThe snowy one was waiting for me when I got to work. It's pretty neat that I can just take a pic with my phone and a few minutes later this is waiting for me without having to do anything at all.
ReplyDeleteThe very idea of taking a picture where I'd need to plug the camera into my computer and upload the pictures to the internet makes me exhausted.
That seems like the work of a snow moval company, not removal.
ReplyDeleteMy snow removal company is a guy named Jim. I want to fire him very bad but Luke's Snow Removal Inc. will not be licensed to operate in my area for at least another 5 years.
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