SURPRISINGLY, ALCOHOL WAS INVOLVED
(Thanks to Annette Gaudreau)
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June 23, 2007
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When you're drunk, it's easy to fall on your asphalt.
Posted by: Just Ducky | June 23, 2007 at 08:44 PM
It was the ass fault!
Posted by: Bethie | June 23, 2007 at 08:48 PM
Blonde. Dame's blonde.
Posted by: SW | June 23, 2007 at 08:50 PM
I hate it when that happens....
Posted by: foggiest notion | June 23, 2007 at 08:52 PM
Maybe she was just lookin' to get laid.
Posted by: Just Ducky | June 23, 2007 at 08:54 PM
Concrete Blonde.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | June 23, 2007 at 08:58 PM
...ahem...where's my assist?
Posted by: SW | June 23, 2007 at 09:06 PM
*Double O-snork* @ Stevie & Annie!
Posted by: Just Ducky | June 23, 2007 at 09:11 PM
Why didn't the chick cross the road?
Cos she couldn't tell her asphalt from a hole in the ground.
Posted by: SW | June 23, 2007 at 09:18 PM
*sigh* sounds like some of my customers, royally screw yourself up and then yell at the people trying to fix your mess.
Posted by: CTProf | June 23, 2007 at 09:19 PM
Wow... This just leaves me speechless. Outside of a *snork* or two here and there...
Posted by: Kathybear | June 23, 2007 at 09:35 PM
Where are everybody? Am I the only one without a life in a new town not knowing anybody?
Posted by: sad case | June 23, 2007 at 10:03 PM
Fortunately for sobriety advocates, bad examples don't work as well on kids in the abstract as in the concrete.
Posted by: Richard the Weasel-Hearted | June 23, 2007 at 10:05 PM
Hiya, Sad, welcome! Looks like it's just you 'n' me (or maybe just me) at this point. I'm relatively new here, myself, but I do know this is a happenin' place most evenings.
Posted by: Richard the Weasel-Hearted | June 23, 2007 at 10:16 PM
Good thing they winched the wench outta the trench, before she wrenched her back, trineta unclench ...
(OK ... so sue me ... it's only 171 hours and 39 minutes until retirement kicks in ... WOOT!!!)
Posted by: OtheU(manity) | June 23, 2007 at 10:20 PM
Hi Richard! Thanks for the welcome, but I've been here before. I just used an alias cuz I was too ashamed to say I have no life right now. I am optomistic, though.
Signed, sad case.
Posted by: sad case | June 23, 2007 at 10:21 PM
Hey, OtheU! I was just about the turn off the lights and lock up.
Posted by: Richard the Weasel-Hearted | June 23, 2007 at 10:24 PM
Foggy! I missed that before.
Posted by: Richard the Weasel-Hearted | June 23, 2007 at 10:25 PM
T's O.K., ya Weasel -- hey, thanks for blowing my cover! No really. Thanks for your support. I'm gonna sign off now and put on some music and get out my canvas and paints.
Posted by: foggiest notion | June 23, 2007 at 10:38 PM
Yup, looks like the party's long over. Congrats to OtheU if you're still there. TTFN.
Posted by: Richard the Weasel-Hearted | June 23, 2007 at 10:43 PM
The road to Hell is paved with good intoxications.
Posted by: Luke Skywalker | June 23, 2007 at 10:54 PM
Yoda told me to say that.
Posted by: Luke Skywalker | June 23, 2007 at 10:54 PM
*Waves to his many alter egos*
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | June 23, 2007 at 10:55 PM
Yah, Rich' ... I stop back around here every once in a while ... sorta not much else to do but read or c-w puzzles or the laptop, on a weekend ... next week will be mostly drivin' back home, so that "retirement" will become reality ...
... and, 'scuse me, y'all, fer gloatin' a bit here ... I dassn't do it much around home ... MB(RH?) is quick to remind me that she -- unlike moi ownself -- must continue to werk a regular job ...
Posted by: OtheU(manity) | June 23, 2007 at 11:20 PM
My husband recently retired, and he LOVES waking up with no job to drive to...loves it so much that he does it several times a day now.
Posted by: SandyEgo | June 23, 2007 at 11:41 PM
If there was ever a story that cries out for an accompanying picture, it is this story.
Posted by: Power Hungry | June 23, 2007 at 11:42 PM
I don't think that even alcohol can explain falling in a cement mixer, Or can it. I think this should be duplicated. But of course it would have to be by someone one else, as I am under the legal age. Any volunteers?
Posted by: Edgar Greenberg | June 23, 2007 at 11:55 PM
No thanks, Edgar.
I have sort of a life, even though I'm posting here :) I just got back from watching a play.
Posted by: Kristina L. | June 24, 2007 at 01:00 AM
With my apologies to the Red Headed Stranger:
Off the road again
Just can’t wait to get off the road again
The booze I love was causin’ my poor head to spin
And I can’t wait to get off the road again
Off the road again
Climbin’ up where I should not have been
Seein’ steps that weren’t there caused me to fall in
Now I can’t wait to get off the road again.
Off the road again
Like a blonde so tipsy, I pitched into concrete
I went ‘round, and then
It spit me out and I got stuck on this street
On this street
Off the road again
Just can’t wait to get off the road again
I swear I’ll never touch another drop of gin
I can’t wait to get off the road again.
Posted by: Just Ducky | June 24, 2007 at 01:07 AM
Hey, all!
OK, do I really have to go read the article/thread, or can I double-park? Just got back from seeing Chris Duarte at Skippers... two year olds up to 62 year olds dancing between the picnic tables and in the sand pit at the Skipper Dome. Duarte was great and should be nominated as the Secretary of That Guitar Stuff in the Barry Administration....
Posted by: CJrun | June 24, 2007 at 01:15 AM
*waves at CJ*
Lucky you! Chris Duarte hung out here in Austin quite a bit, a few years back.
Posted by: Just Ducky | June 24, 2007 at 01:27 AM
With reference to SW @ 8:50 (shamelessly stolen from my brother, that wanted to know why I laughed), so in the concrete was shaken, not cured?
You punsters are awful! :}
Posted by: CJrun | June 24, 2007 at 01:31 AM
slides in sideways, opens blogbar for the newbies and the geezers
Many happy returns, OtheU. I'm sure Mrs. O will keep you busy for quite a while with Honey-Do's. ;)
What'chy'all drinkin'? How 's that for a redneck compound?
Posted by: Meditrina | June 24, 2007 at 01:38 AM
Well, CJ, I am envious that you were able to see Chris Duarte, and sorry that you didn't see me waving at you.
Med, Jeff Foxworthy would be proud. I'm flapping off to bed, so I'll take a raincheck on the drink. Hope to see you tomorrow!
Posted by: Just Ducky | June 24, 2007 at 01:45 AM
Oh, I saw you, but I was busy reading the dang article and posts.... Duarte is obviously amazing and I knew he was a Texas boy. Figured you Texas folks would pick-up on him. It wouldn't be too much to use the Vaughn word, when talking about him.
I really enjoyed what he did tonight, especially keeping the crowd with him as he lost his old Strat to sweat killing the middle pick-up, and had to finish the night with something different (looks custom, but it's basically Fender). Killer show; you folks that don't know him, go see him and wear shorts and t-shirts, 'cause it's gonna get hot....
Posted by: CJrun | June 24, 2007 at 01:59 AM
*falls over fast asleep, trying to pull the switch on the East Coast BlogBar lamp*
Posted by: CJrun | June 24, 2007 at 02:10 AM
*lays a blankie over cj and dims the lights
Nighty night.
Sleep tight.
Don't let the bed
crocs, squirrels, or iguanasbugs bite.Posted by: Meditrina | June 24, 2007 at 03:14 AM
Is that the sound of cicadas or crickets? Or is the clock ticking incredibly loudly and even more incredibly slowly?
Posted by: Meditrina | June 24, 2007 at 03:25 AM
TICK TICK TICK
Posted by: crossgirl | June 24, 2007 at 07:19 AM
Mornin' all!! I'm headed back down to Miami today and will be back to my regular blogging self soon! Great time...missed you all..etc...etc...etc...
See ya in Miyami!!! have a great day.
Posted by: Siouxie in North Carolina | June 24, 2007 at 07:59 AM
safe trip siouxie!
redmonkey jeans??
Posted by: crossgirl | June 24, 2007 at 08:13 AM
mornin' folks. Be careful Siouxie. Get the "cinnamon granola bar" on the plane..... Least toxic of the picks.
cg....did you get your shoe yet?
Posted by: Jazzzz | June 24, 2007 at 08:27 AM
cg....I gots to know......"redmonkey jeans"? Are they....uhhh...tight?
Posted by: Jazzzz | June 24, 2007 at 08:59 AM
...or are they just red in the back, a la baboon?
*rubs sleep from eyes*
ATTENTION NC, SC, and GA CITIZENS: There are Florida Drivers reportedly passing through your neighborhoods. Stay out of the ponds, ditches, and storefronts.
(However, this is a great time for me to swim safely down here)
Posted by: CJrun | June 24, 2007 at 09:31 AM
*zips in*
Morning all!
Since Siouxie is an accredited Miami driver we can be sure she will get home safely. It's the
drunken walkersnon-Miami drivers we need to worry about.BULLETIN!
Notice to all non FL drivers: Stay in your houses, Siouxie's on the road.
Posted by: Eleanor | June 24, 2007 at 10:42 AM
*sings* twooooo hiiiccuuuups too miiiiiidniiiight... *hiccup!* oopsie! :D
Posted by: diginferno | June 24, 2007 at 11:04 AM
HEY!! I got here! and I wasn't driving!
Posted by: Siouxie | June 25, 2007 at 01:31 AM