Sep. 30th, 2002

wickedflea: (Default)
Why did I get this? It seems like an awfully weird spam.

Delivered-To: cheller
Reply-To: <wendy@yahoo.com>
From: <wendy@yahoo.com>
To:
Subject: Panthers Tickets Club 3
Date: Mon, 30 Sep 2002 14:28:17 -0400
X-Mailer: Microsoft Outlook, Build 10.0.2616
Importance: Normal


I have two Club 3 Panthers tickets for the Arizona game this next weekend
(which I will sell by Tuesday for $5 off face each (face = $103) or Best Offer.


Cash only.

If interested call Jim at 704.506.9776.
wickedflea: (Default)
Well, aren't you people who are never late special? I bet you had perfect attendance at Sunday School too. :P
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I think northerners making fun of southerners for being pussies when it comes to the cold is bunk. I mean, it is true that I'm not very good at handling the cold. Well, I manage it OK, but I do complain about it a lot because I just flat-out don't like it. But dammit, you're not going to see me wearing a coat until it gets down to the low 40s. It was about 55 last night and I was at the store in shorts and a T-shirt, but I saw people wearing heavy coats, and I notice the same thing on the bus all the time. It's 65 today and I just saw someone leaving here in a scarf. Is that what it's called? You know, those knit things you wear around your neck. SEE? I don't even know the lingo! And I'm sure as hell not some kind of Coat Boy.

Hey, that reminds me -- there was this little short kid who used to go to my school in the ninth grade or so. He always wore a coat with a hood on it, but he didn't really wear it -- he would just hang it from his head by the hood, almost like some kind of weird cape. So naturally my friends and I all called him Coathead.

"Hey Coathead, what up daddy?"

"You got it, fellas."


That was the extent of our conversations with Coathead. Not very deep, but always satisfying. (Man, there's an innuendo waiting to happen.)
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It's a perfect fall day -- sun's shining, sky is clear, and a flautist and acoustic guitarist are sitting on our patio and playing medieval music -- not for an audience (though you can hear them clearly all through the library), just for the hell of it. How cool is that?
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I'm still thinking about Coathead and laughing my ass off. I get things on the brain like that and get a little goofy. I think I'm going to write a sappy, John Denver-esque love song for Coathead, like "When Coathead Smiles." Or maybe a sleazy Prince ripoff like "Darling Coathead."
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I have reason to believe that someone is working some kind of voodoo shit on me. I suspect [livejournal.com profile] albert71292.
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I'm kind of undecided about whether to go to that Carson Daly taping tomorrow. It would be kind of fun, but I'm not sure I want to spend the money to go and hear one song, especially since I'm going to see the Mule at the Beacon on the 11th. I dunno, we'll see.
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Al Michaels just said that some player "recovered his own muff."

Good for him.

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