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What have you done to make your car look cool?
I don't remember doing anything cool to any of my vehicles. I did have a 68 GTO that I used to race around down in San Diego and the South Bay, back in the mid-70's. That was a cool car, bone stock.— November 29, 2008 3:38 p.m.
What's the best/worst pickup line you've heard?
ricky: I knew that girl's sister out in Tulsa, back in my 20's. I learned 2 valuable lessons, all in 1 fell swoop. First, I learned not to try and pick up a woman who is with a group of women. Second, I learned that it's okay to throw it back in their faces; as in, when she said to me "yes, I dance, but not with you," to which I (only because I was fueled by liquid courage) replied "I guess a bl*wjob is out of the question?" Strangely, she came up later and apologized to me. I wish my wit were still as quick, 20-some years later. Okay, 30-some years.— November 29, 2008 3:32 p.m.
The Worst Blog Ever -- Thanksgiving Edition
So what are you blaming the misplaced modifier on? "...house that is a writer"? Just rippin' on you. Sounds like you had a good turkey day. Happy Thanksgiving, Josh. Steve— November 28, 2008 3:25 a.m.
ACLU Strikes Again -- Fallbrook High Gets Tomahawk Chopped
The difference between the field of journalism and most other occupations, Josh, is that the media has a constitutional obligation, if I can phrase it that way, to provide fair, accurate, and as unbiased as possible information to their audience. Once you make entry into the field of journalism, well, let me compare it to a field I do know about: the military. Even though I had a draft number (high at that), I volunteered. No one made me go in the military; it was strictly my choice. However, once I made that commitment, the rules changed for me. I was no longer afforded the freedoms that I and my shipmates were defending. Including (but not limited to) the freedom to change occupations at will. I realize that media outlets are for-profit institutions, which means they have an obligation to their shareholders, as well as to the public. It's a balancing act, but that's the way it is.— November 27, 2008 4:36 a.m.
A San Diego Sinner in Dear Abby
A blog without pictures is worthless, Towlie. :o)— November 27, 2008 4:21 a.m.
What's the best/worst pickup line you've heard?
I knew a guy out in Tulsa, where I was going to school, who lied to women. I guess he was good looking (don't really remember, and I'm a guy - no idea of how to judge another guy's looks and how appealing they are to women), but his "schtick," if you will, was telling outrageous lies to pick up women. That guy got more ass than a restroom at a Greyhound bus station...and the women he walked out with on a regular basis were good looking (I do know how to judge that)! 'course, they might have been psychos...who knows? Point is, he got what he was after. I heard him tell some women that he played backup for Led Zepplin, until he had a bad accident that prevented him from playing guitar. Naturally, the fact that he never played guitar, nor had any visible scars from such a horrendous accident didn't seem to play into the equation. It seemed like the more outrageous the lie, the better women seemed to respond. I mean, that many good looking women can't be that stupid...can they?— November 27, 2008 3:59 a.m.
An unHAPPY MEAL
I finally figured out how to use the camera on my cell phone. I've only had it a couple of years. I'm not very good at it, though I did manage to take a picture of my Mini Cooper and accidently figured out how to set the picture as my background on the phone. I could probably do it again, given enough time. Old people and technology. Some times it works; mostly, it doesn't.— November 27, 2008 3:47 a.m.
What are your thoughts on the election?
What's scary to me is when people like Kelsey Dyroff, the alleged student who was interviewed above, make statements like the following: "I think it’s such an interesting and exciting part of history. To think that hundreds of years ago people were enslaved, they got their freedom, and now an African American is ruling the country." Either she's not real clear on the concept of a republic, or she needs to get her money back from whatever institution is teaching her that kind of claptrap.— November 24, 2008 4:21 a.m.
Yo Ho, a Pirate's Hat for Me
Too bad the comments on this one are more than a month old. Otherwise, I'd tell Joel B. Martin to unclench his butt cheeks...he'd feel much better.— November 23, 2008 4:35 a.m.
Make-A-Wish, Make-A-Cookie
You found a gas station attendant in San Diego who knew where something was located!!! That's amazing!!! In 20 years of working as a mechanic, many of them in service stations around San Diego, I don't remember that ever happening. Well, unless it was a fast food joint nearby. The little girl's comment about diabetes was too funny. Remember that old show "Kids Say the Darndest Things"? They do, too.— November 23, 2008 4:11 a.m.