Thursday, February 14, 2008

Technical Difficulties, Please Stand By

I hate to let anyone down, and to let Pug down when he was counting on reading about the Amish is almost more than I can bear. Yet somehow I pull through. At the moment I am in the middle of making some fairly important decisions about how, where and with whom I'll be earning money in the future. There are many things to factor, incuding the fact that I like my current job a lot, it pays well, and there's a comfort factor to that, as opposed to determining how many marijuana plants I can fit in the basement and exactly how to tap directly into that high voltage power line near my house so that no one notices the suddent surge in power use from the heat lamps and hydrophonics plant. Or should I do the environementally sensiitice thing and go solar?

Many, many decisions and many things to do over the last (and next) several days. So bear with me. At some point, (hell, maybe tonight, although probably not because I need to watch "Lost" and catch up with "The Wire", and, oh yeah, it's Valentine's Day), I will get to Pennsylvania and the Amish and how all you really need to do to pick up an Amish hottie
is infiltrate their daily life while protecting their child who witnessed Danny Glover kill someone in a Philadelphia public restroom.

Could have been worse; he could've witnessed something going on in a Minneapolis airport men's room.


Blogger Lady K said...

I'm opting for the solar thing. "Go green," and all that happy shit. Happy Valentine's Day!

9:09 AM  
Blogger Syd said...

That's quite a load on you. {you can be nasty, I meant for it to sound that way}

Wishing you clear thoughts and lots of scotch.

9:15 AM  
Blogger Zoe said...

I'd say if you're gonna start growing heaploads you ought to move. That way there won't be a spike in your utility usage. Not that I would know. I'm just saying.

10:11 AM  
Blogger Tai said...

Move to BC...ours grows wild in the back 40, no need for expensive energy spikes!

10:18 AM  
Blogger tysgirl said...

Since spelling matters so much to you these days...


Come on, you deserved that and you know it.

Good luck! I'm not sure why but I'm confident you'll make the right decision.

1:04 PM  
Blogger eclectic said...

New house? New job? WTF dude?!Just don't buy a red corvette or other clear symbol of midlife crisis, okay? I can't take it. I WILL mock you. Mercilessly.

4:25 PM  
Blogger puerileuwaite said...

I was going to go solar, but then the munchies kicked in, and the next thing you know, I was more concerned with conserving my own energy.

But the good news is that I've given your career a great deal of thought over the past 3-minutes or so. And I have a solution. You know who REALLY needs a top-notch attorney? The Amish.

Think about it. Maybe, just maybe they live that way because they're constantly being taken advantage of.

4:54 PM  
Blogger dykewife said...

damn! i read the information about the states to bran (i've heard all the jokes) and we laugh heartily. i want to laugh heartily again.

i hope things work out well for you and that life settles down to a dull roar.

6:02 PM  
Blogger The Recovering Straight Girl said...

Maybe you could just quit your job and move to Lancaster where you can convert to BEING an Amish. Then you won't even need to worry about electricity and could focus on your spelling.

Happy Vagina Day!

6:29 PM  
Blogger Rat In A Cage said...

I bet Amish chicks fuck like crazy during that little teenage break they get - I forget what it's calls. I should look into that.

6:46 PM  
Blogger tysgirl said...

Rat, I believe the term you're looking for is rumspringa.

7:41 PM  
Blogger The Q said...

Dang! When did Tysgirl take the test and get her badge for the "Spelling Police"?

Good luck with that decision making thing Buddy. I'm sure you'll be fine whatever you end up doing.

12:04 PM  
Blogger Sugar Smacks said...

The kid could have witnessed Danny Glover and George Michael in a Beverly Hills washroom. That would definitely scar me (as I cannot visualize Danny in any sexual way. yuck.)

Limpy, I agree with Tai - BC is where it's at, in many green ways. Cops don't even arrest or charge you when they catch you with pot - they confiscate it for themselves. It has happened! Trust me...

Good luck on your decision making.

1:12 PM  
Blogger Maggie said...

Go solar, make sure the kids get the right brownies and get yourself a ditchwitch and tie into the neighbor's line. (Hey! It's called the RIGHT OF WAY for a reason.)

10:14 PM  
Blogger Maggie said...

That way, you can get the bonus points for going 'green' and still put the kids through college out-of-state.

10:16 PM  
Blogger limpy99 said...

LK, the solar panels won't be the only green thing.

Syd, I did finish a bottle last night, but it was tequila. Tonight we decide between Jameson's and Bushmills. It's like a holy war for alcoholics.

Zoe, not that you've given the idea any thought or anything.

Tai, Canada is cool in so many ways.

Tysgirl, those are typos dear. We all know I don't edit.

Eclectic, I was actually going to go for the trophy wife.

Pug, unfortunatly for that idea, when representing the Amish the phrase "don't take any wooden nickels" comes into play repeatedly.

DW, rest assured, we will proceed through the states no matter where I wind up.

RSG, it'll be a bitch running this blog from Lancaster. Everytime the windmill topples over I'll be powerless.

Rat, Tysgirl, as always, is correct. It is rumspringa, and I don't know about the women folk, but I have read that the men just go nuts. Can't imagine why.

Q, oh yeah, because Tysgilr never picks on anyone. Please. And yes, I do realize this is like the pot calling the ...wait, did someone say pot?

Sugar smacks, the cops down here will bust you for pot, (which has not happened to me, probably becuase I don't use it any more, (or any less)), but they will take your keg, which then mysteriously "gets lost" on the way to the evidence room. Which has happened to me.

Maggie, it's like the worst college scholarship idea ever!

6:52 PM  
Blogger tysgirl said...

The girls do participate in rumspringa and go nuts as well.

And you'd be hard pressed to convince me you've ever smoked pot.

Speaking of smoking pot. We went walking in Knoxville tonight and happened past the Tennessee Theatre as the "Pink Floyd Experience" was getting ready to begin. There was a distinct odor in the air.

8:29 PM  

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