knotzen

"A good man knows what is important in life: his woman and his beer."

I've always thought July 17th was a GOOD date, regardless of where you live.

ArchEnemy on the hunt:

Is that guy carrying his helmet on his harness??

I may have to steal this guy's spot on the corner:

and Thanks!

I was just kidding, Bike Guy. I am planning to go. I quit my sucky job today, so I am in the mood for delusions, washed down with a pint. I'm nowhere near the queen of spray (although I can be a little bit knotty)--my post count is too low for that. I just do the grunt work.

Thank the gods, it's not in deepest, darkest Ballard.

Oh, I forgot I have to stay home and Google tonight. Darn. Besides which, I wouldn't want to despoil anyone's delusions.

I saw a bunch of those on Google.

Ouch! That's one of my best shots! I feel so...feminine...in that picture. It's like it's the real me, finally, shining through.

Although I could always post a link... But nah, I wouldn't want to despoil anyone else's innocence. I shall suffer alone.

I guess you had to be there.

Pub Club...tomorrow...

Hey, I just stumbled across it. I couldn't help it until it was too late!

I've been wondering all week...is the guy in the ad Olyclimber?

As a side note: Holy crap! I just discovered you can adjust your filter settings in Google images, and it's like a pornocopia of...body parts. Live ones. Heck, who'd be stupid enough to pay, when you've got a friend like Google?!

Don't TALK to me that way. Besides which, ewwww.

One of my better pix (post-op): I've always wanted to eat M&Ms off a guy! This could be fun.

The only kinds of beards I like are the shaved-off kind. Otherwise, they're all scratchy and shit.

"The better to spear you with, my dear," said the salad fork to the asparagus.

So, should I assume I can talk someone into climbing a measly, humilating, mind-fucking mid-5th class route or three with me? Or should I stay home and knit? Or, maybe I go, and bring a stack of 20s in case I have to do some bribing.

Um, the name? And there's no such thing as a rhetorical question. Am I right or am I right?