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Showing posts with label Iowa. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Iowa. Show all posts

Friday, July 17, 2009

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Corn Corn Corn Corn Corn

Last week in Cedar Falls, IA (the place I'm at right now) there was a huge storm that apparently was as destructive as a tornado, but there was no tornado involved. There were trees and shit strewn everywhere (quite a scene especially when you see the shit in the trees) and there was widespread general fuck-uping of houses and property.

At my grandfather's neighborhood there was quite a bit of this going on. One neighbor had a garage get thrown off it's foundation and now it's like the leaning tower of Pisa only... less cultured. Another neighbor of his had a tree smash through their roof and presumably into their bedroom.

Then, there's my grandpa's place. not a fucking scratch. So, when I went over to his place to check on him (I was out of town all weekend camping) I found out that he was without power for just under 3 days. I asked him how he was and I quote.

Him - "It was Horrible, just horrible."
This Guy - "Really, are you okay? Is the house fine?"
Him - No, it was the worst thing ever. I didn't shave for days."
This Guy - "Wait, what?"

That's right, he wasn't so worried about widespread devastation or anything like that. He was pissed that he couldn't shave

Monday, July 13, 2009

AHHHH!

F'ing A

I really dig this song, and just saw the video for it today. Gotta love Radiohead



I'm thinking about purchasing my first Beatles album. For a very long time, I didn't hate the Beatles, I just didn't care about them. That said, I think I'm ready to take the plunge.

So, I'm asking for opinions on what their best album is. Chances are, I'll buy it

Monday, July 6, 2009

G G G G G G G G Go.

Well, I'm heading to Iowa for 3 weeks (give or take) to see some family so I thought I'd leave you guys with some high quality anonymous ranting provided by none other than the Brainerd Dispatch.

Vox mother fuckin' Pop. In yesterday's paper, there was not one, but two stellar Vox Pops.
1.) Honor thy father and thy mother, My children, nephews, nieces and grandchildren -- where are you? No visits, phone calls, cards, ect. When I pass on to the happy hunting grounds and my money has gone to those that remembered and you were forgotten on purpose -- think about it. Think tomorrow may be too late. Maybe Father's Day once a month or more often.

--What I'm getting out of this is that some crazy old coot is pissed off that his family doesn't see them that often. I have a feeling that if the person has his whole family not want to see him, he probably did something to deserve it. Who knows, this could be a racist (with a captial "R") who disabled all the channels on their TV set to not include anything that might have "those kind" featured. Or, who knows, maybe the rest of the family are just assholes.

2.) On June 18, four runners running down the 371 Brainerd bypass need an escort from two Baxter Explorer police vehicles, one fire truck and an ambulance. All these vehicles running full emergency lights. A call to the Dispatch confirms the runners are for Special Olympics Torch Run. Let's assume the drivers of these vehicles are volunteering their time. There's still an issue of public vehicles being used for a fundraiser. I know a guy who is a runner for charity. He says they're lucky to have a van follow them. This looks like a misuse of public property and funds.

-- Are you kidding me? This dude, is pissed that the SPECIAL OLYMPICS are getting a caravan to follow. This is one cold dude. I'm not sure what to even say about this one. damn.

For Vanities sake

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