The night watch

It's been a while since we've had a good thread that was gone by the morning, so I thought I get one going.

The night watch of SJ is the best. Just random crap. So what do people have on a Monday night?

The World Cup has been awesome. F U if you hate soccer.

 

The Belgians make the best beer. That must be worth something. I'm picking them. English beer is OK. French beer isn't. Don't think I've ever had any Croatian beer.

 

Gave up every kind of diet soda a week ago and started drinking more water. Am waiting for the placebo effect to go away so I can see if I'm actually thinking a little more clearly.

 

I loved the old late night/early morning crew here. Then people had kids and got real jobs and lived normal lives, and they moved on.

 

Sorry I missed this in real time.

In this vacuum of sports, I fired up NCAA 13 for college football to get me excited for the fall.

FU O’Bannon.

 

Been a while since I’ve woken up to a glorious threadjack.

 

In the glory days checking this place out in the morning was like walking into the carnage of a party from the night before: "What the fuck happened in here last night?"

 

I swept a fly out of the pool yesterday and watched him for five minutes. He laid on his back in the deck water for about three minutes until he realized he could roll over. Then he splashed around the deck water for another two minutes. Every 10 seconds, he'd start flapping his wings to fly, would realize his wings were too water-logged for flying, and stopped. And then he took off. It was more interesting than I ever would have imagined. I also think he looked back at me as he flew away.

In other news, who the fuck is Joe Jimenez?

 

My bedroom faces the street. My wife and I have been sleeping with the window open because it's actually been cool enough. The other night the house across the way had a bunch of teenagers hanging out as I went to bed. Upon noticing them, I farted and the smell was awful. Call it the delirium of being in a funk fog of my own making, but I came up with a new goal: I want to let one rip so loudly that people outside wonder what the hell just happened.

 

"Gonna be some sweet sounds, coming down, on the night shift ..."

 

Pah, that's nothing. I ripped one so loud on the throne a few months ago that the neighbor's dog yelped. That neighbor still gives me a funny look every time he sees me.