Gah!

Feb. 12th, 2012 11:10 am
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George got the automotive equivalent of a grape slushie!!


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ghost_light: (Slug Bug!)

I never imagined using this icon for   anything more that whimsy bit...

Today I was downtown to pick up a donation for Ye Olde Youth Theatre's auction.  As I was getting back into George, a gentleman loitering on the sidewalk stopped me so he could ask "How do you like your slug bug?!?"

I assured him the I like George quite a lot.  As I started to pull out, the gentleman stepped off the curb and began to wave at me frantically.

When he was sure he had my attention, he walked over to another man (who I imagine was his friend, though the man was studiously smoking and ignoring us) and gave him a mighty punch in the arm. 

Grinning over at me he bellowed"SLUG BUG!!"









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ghost_light: (Slug Bug!)

I never imagined using this icon for   anything more that whimsy bit...

Today I was downtown to pick up a donation for Ye Olde Youth Theatre's auction.  As I was getting back into George, a gentleman loitering on the sidewalk stopped me so he could ask "How do you like your slug bug?!?"

I assured him the I like George quite a lot.  As I started to pull out, the gentleman stepped off the curb and began to wave at me frantically.

When he was sure he had my attention, he walked over to another man (who I imagine was his friend, though the man was studiously smoking and ignoring us) and gave him a mighty punch in the arm. 

Grinning over at me he bellowed"SLUG BUG!!"









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ghost_light: (YingYang)
Big day of shopping since George was in to get his door fixed. I might have presents finished, just wrapping, mailing and cards to go?

1. How was your Thursday?

2. Have you ever owned a truly ugly sweater?

3. What was for dinner?
ghost_light: (YingYang)
Big day of shopping since George was in to get his door fixed. I might have presents finished, just wrapping, mailing and cards to go?

1. How was your Thursday?

2. Have you ever owned a truly ugly sweater?

3. What was for dinner?

So

Oct. 27th, 2010 12:39 am
ghost_light: (George)
As a few of you know, I have only been driving for a few years. George is my first car.

Yesterday I pulled up in front of the theatre for auditions and I had to parallel park. Not one of my best skills, but I managed. George's ass was hanging out a bit, but not enough to matter.

As I get out of the car, I glance at the restaurant across the street. Two guys are standing in the window holding up little placards reading "3".

So

Oct. 27th, 2010 12:39 am
ghost_light: (George)
As a few of you know, I have only been driving for a few years. George is my first car.

Yesterday I pulled up in front of the theatre for auditions and I had to parallel park. Not one of my best skills, but I managed. George's ass was hanging out a bit, but not enough to matter.

As I get out of the car, I glance at the restaurant across the street. Two guys are standing in the window holding up little placards reading "3".
ghost_light: (Alaskans for Global Warming)
It snowed again today. When I went home for lunch it was dumping huge, fat flakes that were just starting to stick to the porch. When I went back to work the whole porch was white and it was starting to stick to the grass. Around break-time we were getting flakes the size of half-dollars, I shit you not. I blame mischief_wa: she wanted to see snow while she was here.

The sun was out and it was nice and warm at 5. George's thermometer said it was in the 50's, but he lies if he's parked in the sun. We were agreed on the fact it was not quite 40 by the time I got home. George has become a pididdle, by the way, not sure when that happened. A co-worker told me as soon as I walked into the office yesterday and one of my office friends called the moment I got into the parking lot to let me know about it today. George is overdue for his 10,000 mile check up any way, so I'll just let them know when I take him in. I have to get the snow tires off by the end of the month too.

lonelydumptruck doesn't have rehearsal tonight so we'll probably go to one of the plays closing this weekend. Tomorrow is still up in the air.

I over-did it at work today. I think the weather is bugging me too so I'm going to give myself a break from the laundry even though I just got off my ass to be productive at lunch today.
ghost_light: (Alaskans for Global Warming)
It snowed again today. When I went home for lunch it was dumping huge, fat flakes that were just starting to stick to the porch. When I went back to work the whole porch was white and it was starting to stick to the grass. Around break-time we were getting flakes the size of half-dollars, I shit you not. I blame mischief_wa: she wanted to see snow while she was here.

The sun was out and it was nice and warm at 5. George's thermometer said it was in the 50's, but he lies if he's parked in the sun. We were agreed on the fact it was not quite 40 by the time I got home. George has become a pididdle, by the way, not sure when that happened. A co-worker told me as soon as I walked into the office yesterday and one of my office friends called the moment I got into the parking lot to let me know about it today. George is overdue for his 10,000 mile check up any way, so I'll just let them know when I take him in. I have to get the snow tires off by the end of the month too.

lonelydumptruck doesn't have rehearsal tonight so we'll probably go to one of the plays closing this weekend. Tomorrow is still up in the air.

I over-did it at work today. I think the weather is bugging me too so I'm going to give myself a break from the laundry even though I just got off my ass to be productive at lunch today.

Alaska

Mar. 31st, 2010 10:12 pm
ghost_light: (Alaskans for Global Warming)
Ahh, the end of March and the promise of breakup. There is about a foot of snow left in the middle of the Party Palace and the unmistakable aroma of thawing dog shit wafting through the air. Puddles bigger than George are springing up everywhere and threatening to swallow my poor little bug. There are two lakes in the middle of the street leading up to work.

Last year the one was so large a co-worker saw one of the managers driving the opposite direction so he slowed down and leaned out of his cab a bit. When the manager slowed down and unrolled his window to hear what he was trying to say, the guy gunned it and sent a wave of puddle water through the manger's window. Good times.

I went to the 24-hour post office at the airport to mail some packages. I forgot today is the last day to file for the Dividend so the place was a mob scene.

No word about Lorne but we got tickets to fly down and see him in a couple weeks.

Alaska

Mar. 31st, 2010 10:12 pm
ghost_light: (Alaskans for Global Warming)
Ahh, the end of March and the promise of breakup. There is about a foot of snow left in the middle of the Party Palace and the unmistakable aroma of thawing dog shit wafting through the air. Puddles bigger than George are springing up everywhere and threatening to swallow my poor little bug. There are two lakes in the middle of the street leading up to work.

Last year the one was so large a co-worker saw one of the managers driving the opposite direction so he slowed down and leaned out of his cab a bit. When the manager slowed down and unrolled his window to hear what he was trying to say, the guy gunned it and sent a wave of puddle water through the manger's window. Good times.

I went to the 24-hour post office at the airport to mail some packages. I forgot today is the last day to file for the Dividend so the place was a mob scene.

No word about Lorne but we got tickets to fly down and see him in a couple weeks.

George

Apr. 15th, 2009 01:41 pm
ghost_light: (George)
My car's name is George. I always call him that and me makes me smile when other people do it. The day he had to go to the dealership for a few hours so the keys could be reprogramed several people came up to the office to check up on him. It wasn't - 'Why isn't your car in the lot?' it was always - 'Where's George? Is he okay?'

A few days ago one of the warehouse guys had his car in the lot when I came back from work. As I walked towards the front door, he pointed at me and yelled to the others hanging around 'See? Her car is named George? MY car's name is The Pimp Master!!'

George

Apr. 15th, 2009 01:41 pm
ghost_light: (George)
My car's name is George. I always call him that and me makes me smile when other people do it. The day he had to go to the dealership for a few hours so the keys could be reprogramed several people came up to the office to check up on him. It wasn't - 'Why isn't your car in the lot?' it was always - 'Where's George? Is he okay?'

A few days ago one of the warehouse guys had his car in the lot when I came back from work. As I walked towards the front door, he pointed at me and yelled to the others hanging around 'See? Her car is named George? MY car's name is The Pimp Master!!'
ghost_light: (George)
You have to remember, until I got George I drove my in-laws' bright red minivan.

I went down to the PAC to House Manage an event and I parked George about a block away. Due to the crack monkey nature of Anchorage drivers, I park practically up the ass of a big ol' SUV kind of van.

I get off work from the PAC and I walk down the street where I parked George, singing a They Might Be Giants song and looking for my little grey beetle.

See the SUV, but no George.

I keep walking. No George.

I start to lean to one side trying to see around the SUV. No George.

About the time I actually call out his name, I am finally close enough to the monster SUV to see George sitting there with his head up the SUV's butt, just where I left him.

Yeah, some days I am made of win.
ghost_light: (George)
You have to remember, until I got George I drove my in-laws' bright red minivan.

I went down to the PAC to House Manage an event and I parked George about a block away. Due to the crack monkey nature of Anchorage drivers, I park practically up the ass of a big ol' SUV kind of van.

I get off work from the PAC and I walk down the street where I parked George, singing a They Might Be Giants song and looking for my little grey beetle.

See the SUV, but no George.

I keep walking. No George.

I start to lean to one side trying to see around the SUV. No George.

About the time I actually call out his name, I am finally close enough to the monster SUV to see George sitting there with his head up the SUV's butt, just where I left him.

Yeah, some days I am made of win.

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