10.30.2007

I am Guilty.

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10.29.2007

Well I'm all Moved and Manders Couldn't be Happier...

This past weekend was insane. Literally, insane. Our lease was up on our house on the Richlands side of Jacksonville and we're now out in Snead's Ferry. In a sweet-ass little townhouse. Our move wasn't without complications.
I try to be a self-starter, who gets things done. Case in point, I'm a change-my-own-oil'er. I changed the oil on all four of our cars one afternoon while Mandy was at work. Did it by the book, contained all the waste oil in the drum/pan and set it on the side of my house. I guess the ground was uneven and I think my cat, BK Broiler, knocked it over and spilled a good bit of it on the ground. Not being a huge environmentalist I merely moved the drum over and left the spilled oil. The spilled oil subsequently left a nasty, black patch of dead grass. This weekend Mandy was fretting over the dead, black grass on the side of our old house. I eased her mind by telling her, "I'm going to rattle-can that black grass!" She didn't know what it meant to 'rattle-can' something. So, I rephrased, "I'm going to spray-paint that black grass!" So that's what I'm going to do. Rattle-Can my yard in the dead spots.
Also, moving into our new house was a challenge because while the new house has about 100 more square-feet it also has stairs. So, if you can picture this, me and Mandy's little, sawed-off self wrestling our queen-side mattress and box spring up a flight of about 25 stairs. A fun time.

-WP

10.15.2007

Alcohol Update: Carolina Pale Ale

Being a North Carolinian I was pretty excited to check out a local brew. Through Google, I found the Carolina Brewing Company and in turn found out they brew Carolina Pale Ale.

Upon first examination, it has a pleasing dark amber color with a full, creamy head. First drink, not good. Really. Not good.

I love beer. I am a lover of darker beers, but I couldn't choke down a pint of Carolina Pale Ale. I took three drinks and sent it back for a Magic Hat #9.

I was too bitter, with an overbearing aftertaste that wasn't sweet or sour or dry or fruity. It was rancid. I expect a bit of a kick in the aftertaste of a good beer but it should give way to a smooth enjoyable flavor. This unfortunately did not. If anyone has a positive experience with this beer please let me know. I am willing to admit if I've had a bad batch. Anything is possible.


-WP

10.02.2007

I'm Looking for Readers...Any Ideas...???

I've been writing this blog since 2005 and I think I only have five readers, at the most, at this point. I think people would enjoy reading if they knew it existed. I know that sounds a bit presumptuous but I think I'm right on this one. If anyone has any ideas let me know. Thanks and Thanks for Reading.

-WP

10.01.2007

Happy Birthday, My Dear Mother....

My Mum is celebrating her 2nd 25th birthday today...Happy Birthday Mum....I Love You.

If Trailers are Manly. Pulling a Trailer With Your Truck is Manlier...

My truck as you well know is a 4Runner SR5 4X4. After the unfortunate accident it is now a Toyota truck green with a white hood and fender. Passenger side fender so you can get the whole experience. I tell that tiny snippet, to tell you this much better, more fantastic story.
We've been waiting to get the truck out of the shop so I could hook a trailer up to it and make the trek out to Richlands to fetch our grill.
The day finally came. Manders and I got the truck back about a week or so ago and I first, ventured out to my folks house to pick-up the trailer, then second, went out to Mandy's folks house to fetch the grill.
For those of you, who've never pulled a trailer, I was you before this past Saturday, it's daunting. It's like doubling the length of your vehicle and putting a hinge in the middle. A hinge that causes you to reverse in reverse. Going backwards in a car or truck is a pain anyway, the whole time you are keeping in mind that to go left, turn right and vise versa. With a trailer, if you want to go left, then go left. If you want to go right, go ahead and go. The whole time you are reversing with a trailer you're thinking,"Why the hell am I doing this?" Then you remember that you're doing it because the lock you have on your hitch is for a locker at the gym and could easily be cut and some mangina could very easily make off with your trailer.
So I went and got the grill with the help of Mandy's brother and off I went. Mission successful.
There's something very manly about pulling something with your truck. I'm not sure what it is. I guess it could be the functionality of the truck being put to it's fullest use. Actually the fullest use would have been pulling a trailer down a old dirt road in 4H in the rain with new off-road tires and ZZ Top on the radio.
Speaking of ZZ Top, it's song recommendation time. Just Got Paid is my new driving song. Check it out.

Thanks for reading,

WP