In response to my earlier post about going to the strip club and about the misgivings of some of my readers, Mistress Victoria has thrown down the gauntlet.
And right after she threw down the gauntlet she informed me that this Saturday (yes, that's St Patricks Day) I WILL be accompanying her to every titty bar in this God forsaken town and I "WILL FUCKING LIKE IT!"
Well far be it from me to disagree with my wooest, truest, leave me black and bluest, so Saturday it is!
Anyone wishing to tag along can contact me here in my comments or at Ford_Maverick@hotmail.com, but be forewarned: the Mistress says that I'm her bitch. Everyone else has to pay thier own fucking way.
In other news, as far as I know Terribly Wrong Online should be updating next week. My contribution, the comic strip, was done last week, but pretty much nothing else was. Well given the extra time I started messing with things and to some extent the strip got undone, but it'll look way better when it gets finished the second time.
That sound you just heard was Mace's blood pressure skyrocketing. Don't worry Chief, it'll be just fine.
Also, I took my car to my regular garage to get a second opinion on my brake situation. Sears quoted me over $500 and they wanted to replace every brake related part but the pedal. They even wanted to replace the goddamn brake fluid. Well that didn't sound right to me seeing as how I had most of that stuff changed just a short while back and I haven't had any of the problems that one would notice from that kind of wear. Like a total lack of the ability to stop.
My place says I need new brake pads, which I already knew, new calipers, and it wouldn't hurt to turn the rotors. It's costing me just over $200 for parts and labor.
Say it with me now... FUCK SEARS.
Oh, I also somehow got another goddamn leg infection which isn't supposed to happen anymore. So I called the office of the doctor that told me he could easily fix the problem. His secretary informed me that West Virginia Medicaid won't pay for that surgery. I went into the office and asked the guy there (the real doctor was out) and asked if there was any way to prevent the infections from happening till I can get the other surgery done.
He suggested losing weight.
I'm going to attempt to make an appointment with the real doctor soon because I get the feeling he knows a whole hell of a lot more than his staff does. I'm not throwing in that particular towel just yet. The good news though is that this infection was very short lived, so maybe the goddamn $50 panty hose are actually helping and maybe this is just a fluke. My legs do feel better since I got them so fuck, I don't know. One positive thing though is now I don't have to wait till I get that surgery and heal up from it to get the other surgery done, so this may have accelerated the timetable and that's pretty damn good.
Oh, my brother and sister-in-law had thier second kid yesterday.
That's about it for now.