3 cans frozen pink lemonade concentrate
12 beers
3 2 liters of Vault soda
1 handle of vodka… or everclear if your brave.
bag of ice
mix in 5 gallon jug.
I would totally drink this. andrew if we ever move back to texas your ass better make this for me.
*sniffle* I miss booze.
Farmers market!
First friday in golden!
So when we first bought our house, I kept getting phone calls at awful hours of the night. like, at least once a week or so. Sometimes more often. I work a graveyard shift so usually its not a big deal, but these calls were for a person (Dale) I assumed was an HVAC or plumber.
I’d get calls…
This is hilarious!
It’s always someone named Dale, isn’t it.
A friend of mine at Uni once had a very similar thing happen to her, except that instead of a handy-man/brewery employee, her cell phone number was one digit off from a fairly prominent Escort service in Toronto.
Suuuuuuuuuuuuuper awkward.Well, I will say, I was just upstairs shutting windows before it rains, and I heard where Kirsten’s mom’s voice was coming from. Now I know where to leave the nasty note, and pick up my free goods or services. :P
Lol I’d definitely rather Dale call me then creepers, so I’ll count my proverbial blessings.
And you make that woman pay! Be like “no? no nutty bars? what about a life time supply of cream soda? No? You better learn a hobby, lady!”
So when we first bought our house, I kept getting phone calls at awful hours of the night. like, at least once a week or so. Sometimes more often. I work a graveyard shift so usually its not a big deal, but these calls were for a person (Dale) I assumed was an HVAC or plumber.
I’d get calls saying “Oh my gosh, Dale! You need to get down here, there’s water all over the place! This cooler is flooding the basement!” Etc.
I consistently told the callers (If I got them on the phone) that this was not, had never been, and would never be “Dale’s phone number” and to please stop calling. Unfortunately they never listened, I’d get voicemails from the same people, etc.
So one night a few weeks ago, I get a text. It said “Dale, can you meet me at the service office.” I responded with “This isn’t dale.” he said “Sorry.” My response (I’ve always been nice to them…why I’m unsure) “It’s okay. Unfortunately however, dale seems to receive a lot of important phone calls at ungodly times of the wee morning.”
Well. As I’m telling the story of the text to a friend the next day, I get a phone call. It’s DALE!!! Hi dale!!Hows it goin dale! It’s the middle of the day dale, why aren’t you calling at 2am!
Well. Dale called to apologize, he tells me that my number is 1 digit off from his (a 4 instead of a 5 in one place) and he assures me that a memo to the company (a very large company) has gone out, so hopefully the calls will stop.
Then dale offers me what he, and his company can to ease my pain.
He offers me 2 cases of beer.
Dale works for a brewing company. A big one.
So I got 2 free cases of beer and a couple pint glasses. So blah hold out, maybe Kristen’s family owns like, the biggest jerky distributor, or a large share holder in lil debbie Nutty bars, or something awesome like that, and you’ll wind up with all kinds of sweet loot!
Kube singing.
So I figured I’d just make a new post, so I could write the whole thing. Lol.
Yes, the tire you posted was similar, only our tires are flat. so there are no raised sections like the heel on a boot or the toe and heels on the tire you posted. I used to have a few laying around for no reason at all, so of course when I have a use for them (like taking a picture for you) they’re nowhere to be seen. But here are a few denver carriage horses and you can see the big rubber pads on their shoes.
It’s not just for traction really, it’s a great shock absorber. The tires were actually invented by a mountain biker from Colorado who later got into the carriage business. But in the winter, if the roads are wet, because the tires actually have no tread, they can get slick.
The funny thing is, when I googled denver carriage horses to get a good photo, I find all sorts of photos of my boss/his horses/his employees. Cept me of course…i’ll keep looking!!
Haha!
You are such a wealth of all information I crave.
Definitely hook me up with a snapshot of those shoes if you ever find them!
I’m just old. I think that’s it. So when your old like me, you’ll have oodles of information on hand whenever you please.
And when I find them, I will. There’s nothing like getting a “flat tire”. When, say, the horse I drive (preston) is being particularly naughty and full of himself, he slams his feet down as he walks. It loosens the nuts holding his tire on, and every once in a while he’ll lose a tire. Talk about a hitch in his giddy up.
So I figured I’d just make a new post, so I could write the whole thing. Lol.
Yes, the tire you posted was similar, only our tires are flat. so there are no raised sections like the heel on a boot or the toe and heels on the tire you posted. I used to have a few laying around for no reason at all, so of course when I have a use for them (like taking a picture for you) they’re nowhere to be seen. But here are a few denver carriage horses and you can see the big rubber pads on their shoes.
It’s not just for traction really, it’s a great shock absorber. The tires were actually invented by a mountain biker from Colorado who later got into the carriage business. But in the winter, if the roads are wet, because the tires actually have no tread, they can get slick.
The funny thing is, when I googled denver carriage horses to get a good photo, I find all sorts of photos of my boss/his horses/his employees. Cept me of course…i’ll keep looking!!
A Tale of Two Tales
I tell you this tale
of the tails of my friends,
because both of these dogs
have the cutest rear-ends.A tale of the tails
of Wally and Lu -
one’s just a nub
and one’s a corkscrew.One tail can wag,
one can’t even wiggle.
One tail’s quite long,
and one’s just a squiggle.One points straight up,
and one sticks flat down,
but both of these butts
are the cutest in town.Though they’re totally different,
they’re both right as can be.
‘Cause when they’re a-waggin’
they’re sharing their glee!
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