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wd40

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  1. firewood seller guy on 360 is a trail shitter. trail section that passes nearby looks like a fuckin Roman army encampent when he's working. if I ever feel the need late at night, I'd like to drop a cobra at his parking spot.
  2. Dear Duck: We've all seen how you prepare bacon. You are disqualified from any discussion involving thermo-dynamics. Please find a better wifestupidshit anecdote. Respectfully, wd
  3. I don't understand how anyone sets foot in Bull Creek, right now. rode the trail up to the top of St Ed's and down yesterday, and up the creek all the way to the T at Old Lampasas. pretty stagnant. and yet, cars all up and down Old Spicewood, still. BCGB, same deal. May, maybe June, in a wet year: primo. now, not so much. but there is some diehard buttfloss to be seen in places upstream. loved Krause, back in the day. it was very much less rustic, last time I was there than when we went when I was a kid, many years ago. actual steps down to the pool. but it didn't stop some jagoff from climbing over a chain at the top of the waterfall and jumping to his eventual death. kind of put a damper on things. so...don't be that guy.
  4. poke yourself in the finger with the exact-o, RD? I didn't realize how big an industry you're in. seems like a lot of folks doing this sort of work. but I like your style (heavy weathering and despair) .
  5. that sucks, man. 2020 strikes again. I guess it's better than finding out the hard way and eating your front tire, furthest from the truck.
  6. I have these 160s I'll never use again. shoot me a PM if you're interested.
  7. what size rotor?
  8. pimp tax
  9. in a word? solid. I will say no more til you spill the deets on that monster in the fishing thread. any dumbass can go to Angel Fire bike park and have a good time. landing a fish like that is something truly special.
  10. wait. were you just there this week? anyhoo. all the way home, I was thinking there'd be no way to condense all the footage down to a short enough video that it wouldn't put people to sleep. turns out I was wrong. I struggled to find enough to fill one song, and I still almost fell asleep. because it's what I do, here you go. it'll never do it justice. so fun. the Diesel section looks weird to me on youtube. looks fine on the original file, but it seems chunky and slow on youtube. the rest looks decent. maybe I'm just sleep deprived.
  11. aren't they all related in that regard? it goes back to the women trashing their vehicles. done with it? drop it on the floor. can't find it again later? huh. that's weird. just got home. while I'm unloading the car, she starts a load of laundry. hot water. because, you know, no one would want to maybe take a shower after a 12 hour drive and 5 minutes outside in the steambox we call Austin. home sweet home
  12. the 14 day thing is just a scare tactic. we had one vrbo (in Santa Fe) cancel on us because of it, but we eventually found another outside of Taos. worked out much better, imo. all the museums and whatnot are closed, anyway. restaurants are hit or miss. so SF just would have been pointlessly crowded. Taos seemed to be doing things right, and was a much more chill experience. meanwhile, the AF parking lot was 100% Texas plates. lift line was non-existent, for the most part. trail conditions were great, outside of the usual braking bumps in the berms. this is the time of year to go, with the afternoon showers to keep the dust down. we're actually staying in Red River, for the second half of the week. holy shit. overrun with Okies and Texans. the Texans are slightly better than the Okies w/r to mask wearing, etc.. (Okies being easily identifiable by their OSU and OU gear). it's going to interesting to watch the case numbers around here. the locals don't seem to be taking it very seriously, given that their guests aren't. have a good time at Breck! there are some nice (free) trails in town, if you got the lungs to grind back up to the top.
  13. on a family road trip. lots of micro stupid. wife: where's the hand sanitizer me: check the floorboard between your feet wife: ah. thanks. later w: where's the sunscreen? m: check the floorboard between your feet (I actually found it wedged between her seat and the center console) wife: ah. thanks. later w: has anyone seen my water bottle? m: check the floorboard between your feet wife: ah. thanks. etc.
  14. radishes
  15. if you're at HEB and not barcode labeling your produce when you pick it, you're slowing things down for the checker and everyone behind you. fuck metrics. back in high school, we had to know all the produce codes (except maybe the real obscure shit). nowadays, when I get stuck behind a dickhead like you, it's clear checkers are no longer trained that way. they fiddle around with each produce bag to find the label on the fruit and then key it in. incredibly slow and frustrating for all involved. then on the other end, the bagger (if he/she's worth a shit) gets to stand there with their thumb up their ass waiting for the cans and heavy stuff to come down before they can even start to do their job. and then we all get to stand around and watch while this poor bastard finishes up, long after you've paid. so congrats to you for knowing how to game the IPM thing. pssst: shit like that only matters to 'career' checkout clerks; but in the end, does it really? grocery talk not going away. sorry. I got triggered. fucking this.
  16. epic day (for me). 6 runs. had to make my one day at AF count. my forearms and hands are just destroyed. recovering now, with a JacknCoke.
  17. chillin wit my boy Masterson on the porch. don't worry. you're safe.
  18. we made it. with bacon.
  19. nice shootin', Ahmed.
  20. that ad just proves the theory that everyone in CA falls into into one of two categories: those who could act, and those who only thought they could act and had to find something else to do to make a living after they didn't get any callbacks.
  21. looking at it now, water's flowing the wrong direction vs that rock. wishful thinking is a hell of a drug. I had plans to get back up there, this year. oh well. leave some in the river for me.
  22. that's not the Arkansas River, is it? looks a lot like a spot a little ways downstream from Salida, especially with that brown she's got there.
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