RPM Jr.

Thanks, Molly. I appreciate it.

Van Halen, "Poundcake" (Official Music Video) (From For Unlawful Carnal Knowledge)

Grrrreetings!

Why is that? lol

Agreed. He'd be a terrible wrestler.

I took offense to your "yeah, grandpa's tend to do that" comment and went over the line with my initial response.

Oh, really? I thought they aged in reverse until they became a zygote! I apologize for the above statement. That said, yours was redundant. I was still out of line though so I'm sorry.

We had the funeral for PaPa Tuesday. While we were at the funeral home, the officiating pastor said he could definitely see some of PaPa in me. (As in I resemble my grandfather quite a bit.) After I came home that evening, I gave the funeral bulletin (pamphlet?), which had a picture of him in his mid 20s on the front, to my wife. She completely agreed with the pastor.

No problemo.

Thanks, mochi. I appreciate it.

Thanks, man. I truly appreciate it. Vin: Thank you.

He did, and up until October of last year, his mind was as sharp as ever.

I think he would be better off as a eunuch.

thank you everyone who has posted. I truly appreciate it. It really does mean a lot.

Thank you.

Thanks. And yes, I do. He was an electrical engineer at Exxon (now Exxon Mobile) in Baytown, which is near Houston. I think he had retired by the time I was born, if not a couple years after. And I know he was definitely quite the philanthropist, too. He helped build churches for the Baptist Association of Texas. He was even made an honorary member of the Houston chapter of the NAACP for his contributions as a member of the aforementioned Baptist group, if I remember correctly.

One of the most wonderful -- and wisest -- people I've ever known passed away in the middle of the night. He had been ill for a couple weeks, and I was going to see him this Tuesday. The man lived through the Great Depression and the Cold War. He worked himself to the bone as a kid and young adult just so his children could have what they needed. I remember going with him and my dad to Kissimmee, Florida, to watch some Astros' spring training games. That was a fun trip. I wish I could've done something like that with him again. But you know, he lived a full life. I'm glad he was able to live until he was 91. I'm glad he saw our country go from the Roaring '20s to the technological wonder it is today. I'm very grateful for that. Rest in Peace, PaPa. I will definitely see you again someday.

Man, quit giving yourself pink eye! You need to stop farting on your own pillow.

Oh-kay. Moving on...

WE HAVE COMMERCIAL SIGN! (And a premiere date on Netflix: April 14, 2017. WOOT!)

No. Because fuck [adult swim]. That's why.

When I was 17, a cheerleader kinda wanted to be my girlfriend. Unfortunately, she was extremely vapid. She resented me for making her to use her brain to come up with answers to a damn crossword puzzle we had to do for our World Geography class instead of me just giving her the answers. Well, that and I called her a bitch for, well, being a terrible person. (Yes, she was hot, but looks can only go so far.)

Yeah. I'm just saying it wouldn't surprise me.