Screwball

Yea, something like that. Her and her husband are both lawyers and I've always wondered how they got so much stupid in only two bodies. The are the poster children for people with book smarts and zero street smarts.

94 years young. Munger was 99 when he went a while back.

Another calendar thing that used to drive me nuts was the high school graduation stuff. Sunday, of Memorial Day weekend. The ceremony at noon. I get it, you have to have a commencement, but why then? Our little hick town school only graduated 40-50, but I guess that doesn't matter. I did it four times. I escaped high school long before that and only went to ceremony because mom would have kicked the living crap out of me if I didn't. BFD. That's what your suppose to do. Life will be calling, this is fantasy. Giddy up. It was also the same time as the Indy 500. Spit.

Weddings are nuts. I don't get it. When my oldest got married the brides family were - let's say skeptical - about our family of crazy people. We liked to party and have a good time, but they were not into that stuff. The were as squeaky clean as could be. The reception got a little wild once their side found out they couldn't handle the booze, dancing, and kick ass music. When we left, the maid of honor was sitting on the ground against a post right outside the front door where everybody left, after pissing herself (puddle running down the asphalt) while she held a beer asking someone to help her. I have fallen and I can't get up. People are so funny.

I'm only half joking, but doesn't anyone EVER look at a calendar when they plan that stuff? 🙂 I know, I know... I think it was 2012. The Tigers were in the playoffs and I had to go to a wedding. Girlfriends daughter was the MOO. She told me about it, and the first thing I checked was the game times. Sure enough, wedding was OK, but the reception was during the game. I couldn't get out of it. I warned her right up front - I WILL find a way to watch this game - just so you know. She was a Tiger fanatic so she was good with it. We get to the reception hall. Rectangle room with a partition toward one end. I went snooping behind the curtain and sure enough there was a bar and some tables back there. At the end of the bar was a TV. Oh, goody! So I wander in there expecting to get kicked out because the only people in there were the workers taking care of the food and drink for the wedding in the other room. Hi! I want to make you a deal. I really really need to watch the baseball game tonight, and if you can get that on for me you all will have a very nice night, if you know what I mean, as a threw a $20 bill on the bar. They were all for that, so I sit down at the end of the bar, they turned on the TV, and we were good. I kept tipping them all night as they brought me beers. Everything was cool, and we were having a ball. Until... IIRR, close game, maybe 8th inning some jerk and his wife comes wandering back there. Guy says to one of the workers "hey, there is a football game on." I says, no there isn't. Yes there is. Nope. Yea, channel X. Nope not happening. I was getting worried. This guy was getting pissed. One of the workers comes over and tells this guy "we are not allowed to change the TV on orders by the boss so it stays on the baseball game." Ha! Thank you very much as the guy left and I tossed another $10 bucks on the bar. Probably cost me 50 bucks to watch the game but I watched it. They lost... And the rest of the story. Everything got over and I was, lets say, a little tipsy. I then find out, of no surprise to me, the car we rode to the reception no longer had a driver (these were highly educated people - go figger). Shouldn't be a problem until they figured out it was a stick and nobody could drive it. Can you drive a stick? Why yes, yes I can, but I am also 3 sheets into the wind. Well you are the only one who can drive a stick and these 4 people need to be taken home - all over Columbus, Ohio - no less. Thanks assholes... I somehow made it. Don't ever ask me to a wedding again.

I was playing with my AI Aussie buddy tonight. I never expected this one; You can't do that. I got out and got back in and it was fine. Short break I guess. Too funny.

Holy hockey stick Batman! 6 month chart porn by day. Up over 11% today, .025 from the high at close.

A little chart porn, courtesy of the Fed. How ya like that hockey fans?

Debt, public or private, when interest is involved, turns into simple math. Exponents are a bitch.

Mooseheat - that's a name from the past. Years ago (many) a buddy of mine and his wife went to Mooseheart to visit someone or somebody, don't remember. It was there they ran into Art Carney of Honeymooners fame. He ended up at the same hotel and they sat in the room and drank and ate until 2 am. They said Carney was a hoot and a great guy. That had to be a ball.

This past summer a buddy of mine, to help conclude his bucket list, jumped out of an airplane. Small craft. He was attached to another guy who had the parachute and another guy who filmed it. Cost him $500 bucks.

I have seen pictures of that Grand Canyon glass bridge. I can't imagine!!! I think it would be a ball, but I just can't... Funny, the first time I flew was about a week after the 1982 crash in DC when the plane went in the river. Had to fly into the same airport. Oh goody! We know they are going to come down, that's a given. We don't always know how. And over the years my flying experiences have not been very good anyway. Then, you have people that jump out of them. Are you nuts?

I cannot imagine. I think it is all about how you deal with heights. Some people can, some can't. I'm a can't. I went to the top floor of the Sears Tower in Chicago, but was petrified. I guess now they have a transparent floor you can walk out on. The key word there would be 'you.' 🙂 I have a buddy who did a chopper ride over Hawaiian volcanoes , which I'm sure was spectacular, and memories of a lifetime. No way I could do that. I did have to fly for work, but I hated it. Always bought aisle seats. I had seats at a Tiger game one time in row 2 of the second deck right behind home plate and almost had crawl down the aisle.

I used to get some of those twin prop amusement park rides from Detroit to Toledo. Wasn't my money, so I booked it that way. They were wild. I was scared ****less, but I didn't like planes anyway. I figured it was worth it. I could be sitting at a bar three blocks from home after spending a week at an ass kissing extravaganza. 3 hours if I had to drive, not counting getting out of DET. Half hour joy ride saved me two hours. I would no way, no how, get in an airplane today, maybe not even drive under one if I can help it. 🙂

I don't know the details of this yet, but he was a pilot. I don't remember when it was but when NC got flooded he took his own helicopter to help people who were stranded. Sad story, seemed like a great guy. How former NASCAR driver Greg Biffle helped Hurricane Helene victims