
"I've never killed a man, but I've read many an obituary with pleasure."--C. Darrow
have a good week.
Seriously though, it takes alot of pictures to get the right ones and Im fussy. Sorry...just chatting on your tagboard Christian
Have a great week and be safe.
Tom and I are well, he has been slack on entries but Im sure he will get on it again soon. I like reading journals like yours and his...I have a weird fascination for anything to do with the criminal mind...in a healthy naturally
Take care out there
You erased your own Mother's Addendum with all those spammers! I hope she doesn't hold it against you!
Still no post huh? Must be spending too much time on your bike... should I be jealous?
I DID make one hot blonde cry tonight.So I'm being lazy today and don't feel like writing. We've had two snow days in the past week, which always suck. So...I'm posting mostly photos of the carnage. Some of them are older photos. Some are from last week. So here ya go...
This is the guy who launched off the storm grate last week. And below is a view from the front with a couple of our dedicated Fire/EMS personnel to the right. No seat belt...and only a hairline fracture of one vertebra, I later learned. 'Lucky' does not even come close...
And this is his wheel. It snapped off at the axle and you can KINDA see the Explorer WAY up in the background.
This is the car I knelt in and got a leg full of piss.
And this is why you don't drink and drive in a fucking blizzard:
Goddam drunks...and that's not a ghost in the photo. That's my damn breath.
Doh! Nuff said for what lies below. 
And THIS...
Led right to this. That, my friends, is a roughly $60,000 custom 2007 Ford Mustang. 427 cubic inch engine, dual superchargers, chrome custom wheels, after-market brakes, springs and shocks. Racing roll bars... Now it's scrap metal because the owner allowed his 16 year old son to drive it. THAT one wasn't due to the ice or snow, although the son sure tried to claim it was. He just took a ramp while pushing Dad's car a little too far past it's limits. He took a ramp designed for 45 mph at a little over 85 mph. That's my guess anyway. He only fessed up to 70 mph. 
And here's one of the custom wheels, snapped at the axle with the custom spring and shock still attached. It was absolutely tragic. We felt bad for the owner. If it were MY kid, I don't think I'd ever STOP beating him...
I had a chunk of Smokes a Lot Lady's hair, but I don't think I'm going to post that. I'd feel kinda bad. I don't mind posting mangled cars because as far as I'm concerned, that's sort of a public service announcement. Wear your seatbelt, kids! Don't drive like an asshat in the snow! That kind of thing. If anyone who has personal access to me wants to see that pic of the hair, just let me know. 
Here's your horoscope (for Jamie especially!):
Sagittarius November 22 - December 21
While many people have coping mechanisms, yours is the only one made up of two hand pulleys and a crate of vodka. (www.theonion.com)