That is a pretty cool picture.

A picture to brag about even without the reblogging.

This is a great pic, GC.

That is a great picture.

I went swimming with a colleague during lunch break and bragged to him that all the women (2, 50+) approached me and not him.
Of course it was only to talk about the special hand paddles I was using to crawl.
I had a date last weekend whom I told about my swimming gadget. She knew all about it since she's been island hopping in Greece by swimming from one island to the next! And she's planning to do the same on the Croatian coast.
Great scott.
I was clearly outbragged.

I shoveled my parking space and across the road so I could get out this morning. In an hour. (And we're not talking fluffy snow either, this shit was a sheet of ice covering every exterior surface. But I had a badass metal edged shovel.) I felt all strong and shit and I even did things properly so my back isn't completely like WTF DID YOU DO TO ME.

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Fear my ice shoveling prowess.

Great pic. A classic, in fact.

Great picture, and awesome shoveling job.

holy shit sperose!

I live in Boulder, where we "shovel" snow with a pushbroom, mostly.

I have done ice removal before. Cincinnati ice storms are epic. I fear and admire your shovelling prowess.

I posted a somewhat-lazily researched socioeconomics type post to the blue earlier, and so far the response has been an overwhelming "meh", when it isn't outright grar, which in hindsight is probably what I should expect. Stick to what you know lfr, you silly prat.

So to continue the thread of "Mads is an awesome singer" (which I am on various occasions, but mostly I just sub for the real pros), we had the dreaded combined church service last week, in which part is contemporary (reading words off of a screen, with a band) and part is classical (choir and organ). Everybody hates it because we all go to one or the other for a REASON.

To make matters worse, the choir piece was a rare misstep in which the lines and verses made no sense and just sounded blasty and messy. (We're old white Wisconsinites. Bad arrangements of spirituals: just say no.)

But danged if it wasn't my week to sub for the lead soprano, and danged if the crappy piece didn't have a nice little solo in the middle -- one that fit me much better than the Amazing Tiny Coloratura Girl for whom I was subbing. My partner said that when I started singing, the whole church whipped their heads around, and my friend said I pretty much saved the whole thing. Specifically: "OMG, you NAILED that solo. You KILLED it. We were going nowhere, and suddenly THERE YOU WERE. THANK YOU!"

I am thirty-eight years old and I have never had a cavity. Go me.

Specifically: "OMG, you NAILED that solo. You KILLED it. We were going nowhere, and suddenly THERE YOU WERE. THANK YOU!"

Moments like that are rare and awesome, and I'm glad you had one recently.

I have to say, I thought my "Nobody puts Baby in the corner!" comment in the "Duvalier returns to Haiti" thread was gold.

I started the day speaking on the phone with a Nobel literature prize laureate, and ended it by peeling 5 pounds of fresh Maine shrimp. Pretty great day.

I went night snowshoeing for the first time ever and while I may have been slowest I did not injure myself and did not whine.

Started a thread today that is turning out to be EPIC.

My computer representations of robots shoot the mother-fucking shit out of some other computer representations of robots!

I am thirty-eight years old and I have never had a cavity. Go me.
posted by msali 18 January | 19:45

I, for one, am impressed. Seriously.

I was offered an interview for another job after accepting an offer for one I am very happy with. The second job is a promotion and carries monetary incentives. The worst case scenario is that I'll be left only with the excitement of a new job and international relocation I already was facing. I could have a choice between two such jobs. Go me.