You're No Friend of Mine

I don't care if you can dance, but you'd better  like Cow Tales.

Binging before getting somewhere with a kitchen. I bet I'm +10 lbs., now. Faaak.
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Sunday's Screamin' Hoot

Git a brane, morans!  h/t Pupienus Maximus, of Sadly, No! fame.
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Because You Can't Smell Me

... I have a confession to make. I started smoking again, some time ago. I won't make excuses, other than to say that I was having difficulty resisting the addiction when spending so much time with my two co-workers -- who are literally the last two smokers I know IRL. Well, that's not strictly  true... I guess I do  know more smokers than that, but I spend very little time with them.

However, the two co-workers have recently quit (one for almost a month; the other starting just this past weekend), and I'm all in for making our workplace completely smoker-free.  :)  Competition is good. Plus, I can use the extra $37 per pay period for being tobacco-free, right?  So!

I bought another e-cig kit about a month ago; this one is a much more substantial system, and cost even less than the first SafeCig kit I bought back in 2011.

It's larger than a cigarette, which has two advantages. First, the battery lasts a stupid-long time (at least a full workday, and generally beyond), and it holds more nicotine-infused "juice," so messing with replacement/replenishment issues is a complete non-issue. Set it up once a day, and Good To Go.

Secondly, you don't get dirty looks from people who think you're sneaking a smoke inside, as nowhere civilized allows smoking indoors, these days.

Commonly known as an eGo-T or 510 system

Anyway, one of the guys at work has had a similar system since the day I started, and one co-worker asked his advice (he's been "vaping" -- yeah, that's what it's called -- for years) and bought a system based on that advice. I followed suit, but I kept forgetting to bring the extra battery, or the charger, or the juice... derp. Then, my "clearomizer" tank started leaking. Despite my intentions to order new shit to supplement/replace these items, it was just easier to go grab a pack of Devil Sticks at Any Goddamned Store On Earth, and continue the undeniable self-destruction.

Lo And Behold!  The vaping co-worker-newly-quit alerted me to the fact that a new vapor shop had opened in my neighborhood recently, and tonight, I got what I needed, and have no more excuses. As easy as running to the corner store, it's literally closer than the nearest Kroger. And their prices RAWK.

So, good luck to me.  :)
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Boston Homeland (in)Security Has Asshatitis

... and I have LMAO every time I've seen this, today.
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Me Am A Dumbass

*sigh*

I spent a couple of hours last night, working in Blogger's GUI editor, offline... I had the last three days of my illustrious life typed up. Then, instead of hibernating the Dr. Shouty-Crackers Coalition notebook this morning when I set out for Cafe Coco, I shut the damned thang off, losing the memory-resident megapost. I can't believe I did that.

Ah, well... it's not like I had anything better to do... right? ;)

I rode the scooter to Coco today, touring south Bordeaux. My landlord (and others) refers to this part of town as "The Nations," because there's a lot of non-English-speaking peoples who live there, and 90% of those who live there and speak English are non-Caucasian. It's got a bit of a bad rep, but I've never feared traveling through the southern portions -- and it gets me all the way to midtown and beyond, all on residential side-streets. Too cool.

More later... today, though, I promise. In the meantime... Curly!

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