I am sorry that is the best I could come up with for a title. I can’t even really call it a theme since there are only 3 memes, but the soulless ginger Fromerly Known as Prince and his D-list paramour faking a “high speed chase” in Manhattan is too fresh to have generated many yet.
If the 2 hour “chase” really were “high speed”, they could have made it to Montauk.
But we all know what really happened…
I’d prefer they just go away.
So, how is everyone doing? Kinda a strange open to the Weekend Open Thread, but it was the direction my Muse took me.
We had our lacrosse team’s “Green and White” scrimmage and picnic last night. An intrasquad game, followed by pizza and a farewell ceremony for our 8th graders, including my daughter. I have coached her (and another one of the girls), since they were in 2nd grade. I got a touch verklempt.
speaking of disturbing…
This is more my speed…
Sign me up.
Speaking of the time of year, let’s have a look at the KNIFE Magazine Events Calendar…
Duct tape is like the Force. It has a light side, dark side, and binds the universe together.
This is slightly gross…
Words to live by…
You know what is not frowned upon? Winning a knife.
The winner of the Browning Sage Creek (Small) fixed blade is our favorite Bubblehead – Hocky!
The drawing next week will be for a Byrd Meadowlark. Byrd is Spyderco’s budget line, but you don’t hear too much about them. I actually own a Meadowlark, it was a gift from a friend. It, like the one we are giving away, have the sharpest factory edges I have ever seen.
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Here’s the rest of the memes that made the cut…
Happy little ratings.
Medieval rabbits were much cooler than today.
With big pointy swords.
The Goodest Boi.
The first thing I ever cooked for my wife when we were dating was venison enchiladas.
Ok, that was tasteless.
My son got a kick out of that one.
My kids are not performance kids. They hate it in fact.
No, really. They hate school plays and performances.
Tattoos don’t have Spell-Check.
There wasn’t room for the turbo in the cab-over engine compartment. Seems legit.
Kill me now.
And I walked uphill both ways to school.
Drugs are bad m’kay?
Robbing the cradle.
I want a bilingual hedgehog.
He ended up with Rene Russo, so he had that going for him.
No. You won’t be.
Kids, the other red meat.
That messed with me.
That is it sports fans. So I will take my leave of you all for the evening, though the quest for memes is never ending.