Oh yeah, the Buttershots does tend to make the hot cocoa a lot more warming.

Why is it that when I am awake, yet too stoned to accomplish anything there is nothing to watch/rent on TV/Cable?

tick tock tick tock........

What?

the damn clock......it's pissing me off....just cause I can't get to sleep.....still agitating me....

well here I sit not sleepy yet either. The temp dropped the ice is back, no power at the office yet. Might brave the roads to get the wife to work in the am.

I been lookin at mini micro R/C planes on the internets.

I've had 2 little Rc helos... My problem is finding a place to fly them....

those be cool. we had a few of the little in door copters at hte office till they broke.

night guys going to call it a night and attempt to sleep incase I have to get up and go to work.

I get pretty crafty flying the little ones we sold in Radioshack... I had a few select precision tricks that would usually make the sale....

Both my mini helis broke. One had a motor break free from it's holder - it was glued by the Chinese - and the motor burned out. I think I just burned a motor out on the other.

My first one the motor got week on, it will still turn, but it won't create enough lift...

Night guys....

Try not to break too much...

Afternoon

Beer o'clock.....any one up for it? SmileWavy

I had a beer for breakfast! NAMM is in full effect here. The place to be for anything music. I didn't take many pix today, so I'll try and get some tomorrow.

Excellent Dave. Breakfast of champions! Usually start the day with a beer when I'm out bush camping.

I've got a RC helo. Between the dog trying to eat it and me running out of talent, that thing would cost me in blades big time. I haven't run it for years.

beg pardon for my ignorance but what is NAMM? I'm seeing a bit of chatter about it.

Sorry, just googled it - that's be sweet.

A DEA officer stopped at a ranch in Texas , and talked with an old rancher.
He told the rancher, "I need to inspect your ranch for illegally grown drugs."
The rancher said, "Okay , but don't go in that field over there.....", as he pointed out the location.

The DEA officer verbally exploded saying, " Mister, I have the authority of the Federal Government with me !"
Reaching into his rear pants pocket, he removed his badge and proudly displayed it to the rancher.
"See this badge?! This badge means I am allowed to go wherever I wish.... On any land !!
No questions asked or answers given!! Have I made myself clear......do you understand ?!!"

The rancher nodded politely, apologized, and went about his chores.

A short time later, the old rancher heard loud screams, looked up, and saw the DEA officer running for his life, being chased by the rancher's big Santa Gertrudis bull......





With every step the bull was gaining ground on the officer, and it seemed likely that he'd sure enough get gored before he reached safety. The officer was clearly terrified.
The rancher threw down his tools, ran to the fence and yelled at the top of his lungs.....

(I just love this part....)

"Your badge, show him your BADGE........ ! !"