Pimpmobile
My mother is making her annual trip to Mexico today to help build a home for some poor family. She is part of her church's outreach program that does this same thing around this time every year. Good for her. Spread the word of Jebus and all that too. This time she is taking my 15-year old cousin from Willamina with her. Let him see the world and all that, I guess.
They came to the house last night and watched the girls while Violet and I went out to eat at Gustav's for some German food and beer. Gustav's was awesome. I had the schnitzel club with potato salad, along with a couple pints. We shared the Bavarian Cream desert over coffee after our meal while talking business. It was a greatly needed time for us to actually talk to each other without the kids around. That kind of thing rarely happens these days.
Anyway, I took my mother & cousin to the airport this morning at 5:15am so she could catch her flight out. Since I was on my way to work at that time anyway, I chose to simply take her car in after dropping them off. Preparing for the journey, I grabbed some CDs from my pickup. Once we got started down the road, she informed me the CD player doesn't work. So I'm stuck with ass-radio. Next, I realize that the car is making a lot of noise and driving a bit rough. When I ask about it, she says, "Oh, that's probably just the snow tires". Snow tires. Great. It's not snowing here and it's not going to snow here any time soon. I might as well have had chains on for all the noise it was making.
We get to the airport and I help them get their bags out of the trunk. As I'm closing the trunk, I take a gander at the vehicle I'm going to be taking in to work. It's got a huge yellow ribbon on the back with the ever-popular post nine-eleven "Pray for our troops" sponsorship logo. A great big American flag taped to the back window, making vision out the back a burden. Finally, both back door windows are covered with royal blue signs taped up saying, "Ask me about a great 'Get Away Massage'!" (her new business name, now that she's a licensed massage therapist). That's pimp.
Side note: Today's topic is Bender Bending Rodriguez #6 most-uttered word.
Happy Birthday to me. Year Thirty-One.
They came to the house last night and watched the girls while Violet and I went out to eat at Gustav's for some German food and beer. Gustav's was awesome. I had the schnitzel club with potato salad, along with a couple pints. We shared the Bavarian Cream desert over coffee after our meal while talking business. It was a greatly needed time for us to actually talk to each other without the kids around. That kind of thing rarely happens these days.
Anyway, I took my mother & cousin to the airport this morning at 5:15am so she could catch her flight out. Since I was on my way to work at that time anyway, I chose to simply take her car in after dropping them off. Preparing for the journey, I grabbed some CDs from my pickup. Once we got started down the road, she informed me the CD player doesn't work. So I'm stuck with ass-radio. Next, I realize that the car is making a lot of noise and driving a bit rough. When I ask about it, she says, "Oh, that's probably just the snow tires". Snow tires. Great. It's not snowing here and it's not going to snow here any time soon. I might as well have had chains on for all the noise it was making.
We get to the airport and I help them get their bags out of the trunk. As I'm closing the trunk, I take a gander at the vehicle I'm going to be taking in to work. It's got a huge yellow ribbon on the back with the ever-popular post nine-eleven "Pray for our troops" sponsorship logo. A great big American flag taped to the back window, making vision out the back a burden. Finally, both back door windows are covered with royal blue signs taped up saying, "Ask me about a great 'Get Away Massage'!" (her new business name, now that she's a licensed massage therapist). That's pimp.
Side note: Today's topic is Bender Bending Rodriguez #6 most-uttered word.
Happy Birthday to me. Year Thirty-One.
1 Comments:
At 10:59 PM,
fufats said…
This sentence made me nearly piss myself laughing - Next, I realize that the car is making a lot of noise and driving a bit rough. When I ask about it, she says, "Oh, that's probably just the snow tires".
Happy Birthday, Mang. Treat yourself to some Counter-Strike
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