therealtexasguy

This Native American Legends book KICKS ASS. I just read a story about why the Indians don't eat the front "breast" meat of the Buffalo, believing it to be part human flesh. It had to do with a race between all the animals and birds of the Southwest; the winners forever being able to eat the losers. See, the Buffalo once ate man - but since Magpie, the birds, won the race for humans, the Buffalo could no longer eat man. But the Buffalo told their young to eat men one last time, and they stored the flesh just under their throats for all eternity - hence, man began hunting Buffalo, but does not eat Magpie (which I think are stunningly beautiful birds - especially considering that they are literally black and white) and doesn't eat that one part of the Buffalo, believing it to be human flesh.

So SG now has a dating service type deal. Cool. I always thought they needed something like that, especially since so many people hook up through SG, even if only as friends. Now people interested in dating, or sport fucking as the case may be, don't have to worry about barking up the wrong tree.

Got my rental car - a Toyota Corolla. I got a free double upgrade from sub compact to compact, but then they didn't have compacts, so I got a mid-sized for the price of a sub-compact. Course, the fucking tire blow out almost immediately on the highway, but they promise they will reimburse me for the repairs. Better, or I'm taking the car hostage. It's a pretty nice set of wheels, actually - yeah, it's beat up like you'd expect, but the engine's peppy and it's fun to drive. How strange to go from driving trucks all day, every day, to this tiny little car that's half an inch off the ground (or so it seems).

Jesus, I now have FIVE houses soon to be up for rent. Count 'em, FIVE. Most of them are long term residents I've never even met - others are people I'm more then happy to see go - you know, the ones who bounce checks all the time and stuff. Monsieur Owner is gonna be just a wee bit upset - he needs tax money. I'll placate him by swearing off doing some of the larger repairs until after some of these places are rented - like replacing roofs and such.

Well, I need to go to my three hour class (groan). This wouldn't be so bad if I'd had more then ten minutes of sleep last night, and didn't still have more work to do then I can fucking imagine. Actually, I need to leave right now so I can go to the Home Depot! Yikes!