By Booker B on 2/21/2008 8:32 PM

My rear end is nice and straight now, with no more crooked bumper smile. Makes a large difference! Although now the stupid computer is detecting some unknown problem with the lights. The shop didn't get the high brake light hooked up correctly, I suspect. I suppose I'll have to go back to them for the adjustment.

By Booker B on 2/14/2008 8:31 PM

Dear Other Driver,

You know that thing you do, where we're both merging onto a new road and you're behind me on the ramp and the instant you get clear, you suddenly swerve around from behind and swoop up to block me from merging onto the same road because you're so absolutely desperate to go 5 mph faster than I'm currently going? Well, when you do that you demonstrate arrogance and self-absorption so complete that they effectively negate your privilege even to continue breathing, in my humble opinion, let alone to drive on the same roads as sensible people. You know, my 13 year old car is carrying 180,000 miles, and it's pretty solid so I'd do pretty well in any collision, plus I'm well-insured. You might want to think about those facts as you're deciding whether to behave like the complete asshole you so clearly are. Go back home and kick your dog instead. The worst you'll get from that is a nasty bite to the ankle -- which, by the way, you will richly deserve.
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By Booker B on 2/11/2008 8:29 PM

The last drive-in theater in Denver closed for the season last fall. Looks like it's going to be a long off-season, as I saw during my drive to work this morning that the screen is on the ground, and earth movers are busily moving earth.

It's been threatened forever, and a couple falls ago the marquee showed a sad final goodbye message, followed in the spring by a perky 'We're back!' message. This is looking pretty final, though. I never saw a movie at this theater, but I watched many, many awful movies through buggy windshields at others out where I lived as a kid and a teenager, all long, long gone.

Crunch.

By Booker B on 2/6/2008 8:27 PM

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By Booker B on 2/5/2008 8:26 PM

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By Booker B on 2/2/2008 5:35 PM

This place I was staying was a big open room. Maybe the size of a basketball gym, but probably narrower, at least. I was there longer than a motel room, I think, but definitely temporary. Nevertheless, I had decided to acquire and set up an aquarium. It was huge -- footprint the size of a twin bed, only about 8 inches deep and down at bed height, so you could look down on the fish and plants and whatnot. No top. It was really cool, and I was enjoying watching the fish move around. . . . Read More »

By Booker B on 2/2/2008 5:02 PM

So I'm sitting at the bar, hearing the music in the distance. I got there just before 10, and the back near the band was packed. WTF? Place never starts to fill up until after 11, and I'm gone soon after. Don't like the crowds. But I usually get two sets of music before the annoyance gets the best of me. That was the last show of this fairly popular band with their girl singer, who is leaving for reasons who the fuck knows.

So this time I had to find a stool in the middle of the bar, far from the action. It can be kind of fun to watch the guys flying around filling orders. They make something of a show of it. But I wasn't liking it that much, because I was more by myself in the middle of things. I'm OK by myself down at the end of the bar, because I can turn and focus on the band, and that's why I'm there anyhow. The middle is supposed to be all social & stuff, and I'm there alone. I can chat a little with some people, but these are mostly 30 year olds and we just don' ... Read More »

By Booker B on 2/1/2008 4:21 PM

By Booker B on 1/24/2008 7:57 PM

I mentioned the friend who ditched out on the music outing I was trying to arrange by callously getting sick. I also mentioned that the nature of the illness was intestinal and that she had thoughtfully withheld details. Well, she's finally up & around again, able to drink wine but not eat anything that anyone sensible would call food. You win some and lose some, I guess. But that thoughtful reticence about the details of the personal plumbing is gone gone gone. Hooboy is it gone. . . .

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By Booker B on 1/24/2008 7:25 PM

I was at a camping event that was winding down. Friends & campmates were milling around getting ready to start thinking about preparations to strike camp & return home -- maybe 7 or 8 people. The event was held in Hawaii -- Read More »