dat’s right, i’m famous-and shit.
ok well not really–ok not at all. but yesterday i did email Jeff Kay, the man behind the west virginia surf report asking when bourbon season offically starts–and while he didn’t answer me directly, he answered it in his post.
And speaking of cool weather, a few people have asked me about Bourbon Season, like when it starts, and such. Officially, of course, it kicks off on Halloween night, and lasts until New Year’s Eve. In past years we’ve jumped the gun a bit and started the Season in, oh, I don’t know, late August? But we’re going to try to stick to the rules this year. We don’t want to burn ourselves out before December — because we may be playing host to Sunshine and Mumbles for the entire month. So, you see, we simply can’t risk it. There are good reasons why the Founding Fathers named Halloween night as the start of Bourbon Season; they didn’t just pull that date out of the flap of their union suits, people.
that’s a whole nother month away. i dunno if i can make it. though the 90 degree weather of yesterday sorta brings me back down to earth.
so in other not so exciting news, my rubble pile is becoming almost as big a pain in the ass as getting the fence installed. it seems that getting rid of a shit load of concrete is not as easy as one might think. I have had estimates ranging from 450 bucks to 1040 (!), been told that if i rent a uhaul to take it to the dump i’ll get slapped with 67 bucks per ton (i have no idea how much a ton is–well i know, i have no idea how much the shit i have weighs)
i could rent a pick up and take it to the dump for free, but thing is, you can’t really rent work pickups, so bascially i’d just be trashing a regular rentacar, and that’ll cost me in damages…what’s a boy to do?
if i didnt’ like the way the yard looks so much, i’d be pissed that i bothered to take it all up. but thing is, i do like the way the yard looks so i’m not pissed that i did it–mind you i’m pissed it’s such a hassel to get rid of it–but not pissed i did it.
so what else? well nothing, not a damn thing. I have pushed my yearning for a new car way back into the recesses of my tiny little mind–where they belong–i had no right in wanting a new car…i don’t so much want a new car, but a different car–say a pickup truck with a bed liner….for example. but only for a week=
there should be a netflix of cars, where you can choose the one you want and if you like it keep it forever or until you want a different one–then you return it. there’d be a wait for the most popular cars, but hey you cant’ have anything. and just to keep it interesting if you keep a particular car for more than 6 months, then you have ot pay something extra to keep it, or it goes back in the pot. yeah yeah, this could work. i know there are communial car companies in SF and boston and shit..this would be like that only better. –it’d be all webbased and shit. yes that’s right the cars woudl be web based…
oh leave me alone…

7 responses so far ↓
1 rcg // Sep 22, 2004 at 9:45 pm
Is this the new jefke.com? Uber-plain?
I like it.
Or did something break?
2 rcg // Sep 22, 2004 at 9:46 pm
This is funny. Real-time jefke-morph.
3 Don // Sep 22, 2004 at 9:47 pm
Looks like he fixed it. We’re all surfing the site at the same time.
4 jefke // Sep 23, 2004 at 8:24 am
hmm, i dunno what happened–i was tucked away in bed wiht visions of bourbon and porn stars dancing in my head. i can only assume that typepad has some sort of style sheet fuck up.
5 rcg // Sep 23, 2004 at 9:59 am
I think jefke has been put on an FBI watch list, and some gov’t hackers were installing spyware and stuff that temporarily corrupted typepad.
Watch out.
If we were to go by the book, hours would seem like days…
6 Don // Sep 23, 2004 at 10:30 am
Is this line tapped?
7 John Ashcroft // Sep 23, 2004 at 5:20 pm
Yes.