Things like this make me wish that I had musical and artistic talent, not just these bullshit marketable engineering and design skills...

 

it's pretty easy to have talent when you just copy what someone else already created.

 

I'll expect a video of your arrangement of Metallica's For Whom the Bell Tolls, performed on duck-call and accordion, to be posted shortly.

 

I took this picture:

 

Why not just move up at 2:40 ???

 

so did everyone else.

 

that was my point; thanks.

 

 

One of the nice things about working at a TV station is that people are pretty relaxed about things like having a beer at your desk after lunch.



(Yes, I know, it's Sam Adams. Don't judge me- we stock the fridge in the office to cater to the lowest common denominator.)

 

I needed some moar low. So I got some. Tein S-techs. Also MT wont let me upload these, so they are photobucket compressed.

 

 

Not sure why, but this has been bugging me all day.


I think the rifle I just built was art:



I also consider this art:



I guess it is in the eye of the beholder. I have very little skills and none that are marketable...

 

Why does that weirdo in the video seem oddly familiar

 

I just saw a billboard for a place called UFC Gym. The meatheads had the words "TRAIN DIFFERENT" under the name of the gym.

I thought:



That is a strange slogan for a gym.

 

Hmm. Now I kind of want a Toblerone.

 

that one got me laughing.

 

All you need is heart and soul, my brotha. Charles Bradley made it and he has high grit sand paper for a throat.


Speaking of which, The Menahan Street Band really makes the song.

Supreme want. MadJellylvl10.jpg



Porno 'stache included with every vintage Gibson Ripper

 

**** potholes.




JOE!

 

You jest, and yet most of the bass players who I know personally still have the **** 'stache.




Fun fact: certain luddites within the road-bike community justify their clinging to the antiquated notion of rim-brakes by claiming that disc brakes, despite being obviously superior in every way, are several grams heavier.

Fixie-riding hipsters, meanwhile, laugh at the idea that brakes are required at all.






Also, I will never again use an angle grinder without wearing an EOD-technician outfit.