JGowans

That's wild shit Jim. Did you read the article on cougars in the latest Outside mag? I didn't realize they went for adult meat too. I thought only little kids were in danger. Holy shit. It's amazing how they've made a comeback without any government protection programs and what not.

I just got issue 2 in the mail last week, and not sure what to make of it. Some cool pics and what not, but seems like a lame attempt to be high brow and panders to the tales of karma and inner serenity and all that crap. Anybody else read it?

Get on Middle Fork Road (exit 34 I believe from I-90) just past the truck stops. Drive about 3 miles and you'll see a parking lot on your left hand side and a gate off to the right. The first 1/2 mile is a logging road. The entrace to the trail is a little path into the woods on the left hand side. It's much steeper than Si, the trail is not at all well maintained and I'd be VERY impressed if you were able to run up that trail. Distance is about 3 miles up I believe with about 4000 feet elevation gain. There's now a fire hydrant and ladders up there to keep the mailbox company. It's a nice day for it for sure.

Dude, I went to university in Thibodaux, Louisiana, 45 mins SW of N.O. for 3 years....Nawlins sux ass if you're there for longer than a weekend. The chicks are pretty decent, but the beer goggles invariably elevate them to "babe" status. During Mardi Gras this year, i got a TR from one of my buddies...turns out one of our buddies got a hummer from a dude dressed as a chick. He had no idea...beware of overly thick Beer Goggles!

eh?

This downturn has been a wake up call for me. What a naive bastard I was to think that working for a corporation is a mutual relationship built upon trust. Screwing over employees at every opportunity when the economy is shit in the name of saving the company is bullshit. When times are cushy, they'll say anything to get you on board. Now that times are shit, you can see what the snide lying weasels are really like. I have this short skinny fucker for a CEO from India. He treats everyone like shit, disrespects everyone with his flippant comments, listens to no-one, and thinks women are worthless. This attitude seems to be permeating throughout the firm now to the point where I trust absolutely no-one. Coming in everyday to this shite is a disgusting experience. Thank god I'll soon have my green card and can get the fuck away from his filthy shite pile of a firm. I hope the company goes down the fucking tubes taking his arrogant arse and depositing it in the gutter where it belongs. The worst part is listening to all these liars lying to your face knowing that they know you know they are lying and thinking that if this were in the streets or in the pub, you'd fucking knock them out with the biggest fucking Glasgow kiss you ever delivered. Thankfully though, there's sex, beer, and sports to get you through these shitty times.

I'm outraged.

Stop spraying and hop to it man! There's customers up front and burgers to flip!

Maybe you have no stories to tell? Oh yeah, in my defence, although I shared the stories, I didn't divulge any names. I could for the right price though.

Nothing wrong with reminiscing of days gone by amigo.

That's because They're scared of guys like you!

That also reminds me...what's the oddest fantasy you ever heard? That same chick wanted to wrap us together in black garbage bags with baby lotion. What a freak.

That's a good one man. Let's see...I once got oral from a chick in a taxi. That was the same night I shagged her mate in the women's bathroom at the student union pub in at Strathclyde uni. in Glasgow.

It feels like summer Greg. All the wimmin have been hibernating and now they're wearing short skirts and TFT (tight fitting tops). Can you blame me?

You know those lame license plate holders that say something like, "I'd rather be playing golf" I'm sure we can come up something way better than that. I'm going for "I'd rather be shagging in a portaledge"

Is that like a Mojito? That's what Hemingway used to drink... Oh yeah, I was in Louisville a couple of months ago. Apart from the Louisville Slugger museum and Jillians selling 5 drinks and unlimited gaming for $10, that place sucks.

The shoe description reminds me of a dude I saw on the bus yesterday. I was downtown Seattle. I think the dude had just come from the courthouse. Black guy with long curly greasy hair. Sitting with a tight grey shiny suit and black tie wearing balck shades. Covered in jewelry. The best bit was his black crocodile skin shoes with gold tips. I shit you not. He was carrying a small black holdall. Now that I think about it, maybe he was going to rob a bank.

What are you talking about? - was my witness all the times I've been shagging!

Beer of the day. Rock Bottom Brewery...Pale Ale. It was ok. Now I feel like the day can begin. Anybody already cracked the first one open?

Many a burd I've shagged Closed my eyes, kissed and gagged Some were yummy and tasty Others were ugly and pasty It's true though that we like to shag Whatever it takes sometimes a hag Just close your eyes and think of a playboy bunny Look all serious even though it's so fucking funny Get done and out as quick as you can Zip up your pants, yeah you're the man...

That's cool SpecialEd. The truth is though that Scotland can be so shite sometimes a la Trainspotting that I can't blame your ancestor for moving to Canada. Also, most of the women are dogs after the vikings came and took our good looking ones back to Sweden with them. Btw, I have loads more crazy stories than the ones I shared. Ha!

I still play a lot of soccer around here. I have literally puked up on the field on more than 1 occasion. Not proud of it, but what's one to do when one's in an establishment full of beer the night before? I used to play hockey back home. Had a mate who drank so much vodka the night before, he had double vision. During the warm up, he took a slapshot, missed the puck and smacked himself in the face with his stick. Burst his nose. This was the same guy who once got smacked with a skateboard from some dude before a soccer game for wearing the *wrong* color of scarf. Good stuff. Scotland !!!

I think you mean he was too busy kicking the heads in of some dudes who were stickering his SUV! Funny stuff RobBob.

I once met a bird in Hattie's Hat. On the way back to the house I was sharing with my mates in Magnolia (we were walking), I shagged her in the bushes behind Bank of America in Fishermans Terminal. Ha ha ha! Funny shit. The lengths we horny young men go to empty our sacks knows no bounds. No avatars from me. I don't care who knows that stuff. Oh, the best part of this was about a year later in the George & Dragon, I noticed her...she was with her husband!!! I had no idea she was married. beat a hasty retreat from there being that I was in a pub full of Englishmen, and I was the only Scot there.

Saw it last weekend. Interesting that you bring it up. It was for sure a thought provoking film. I'm not sure now what thoughts it provokes, but at the time I thought "Whoa! That kinda makes you think!" Seriously though, for some reson it made me think of the Celestine Prophecy and how there's this sum of cosmic energy that each of us can use and pass on. There are consequences of each and every action and it's up to us to try to direct that energy in a positive fashion I suppose.