Occupation: Prison maintenance
Interests: Barbecue, Finding Mrs Wrong(again and again and again...), building essentially useless but cool sh#t and of course making up for those douchebag years.
Still making up for being a Class-A douchebag for my first 25 years of life. -Nah, better make that 30.
- Thing Stats
- Total Things Swarmed: 105
- Things Approved: 27
- Approval Success Rating: .13
- Rejection Bitterness Rating: .86
- Total Comments: 3533
- Rad Stats
- Recent Rads: 265
- Total Rads: 9450
spankerchief's journal: Need help socializing? Make crazy meep for your kids.
It all started with chainmail. Not that meep where you've got to send copies of a "have a nice day" letter or bad luck will haunt you meep (which makes you want to look up a guy's IP, track him to his house and slap him with a hammer.) It's little rings of metal painstakingly joined together to make a nifty T shirt that combines the best features of weeks worth of arthritis-inducing wire bending, cold heavy iron and high dork fashion.
spankerchief's journal: Gonna shank the meep that stole my apple juice...
These are interesting times......as the old chinese curse goes.
spankerchief's journal: A story of two egos. (A cautionary tale)
My favorite brother(if only because he's the only one I've got) has reached a tipping point in his life.
spankerchief's journal: A tale... (part 2)
spankerchief's journal: Standing in line, waiting for shots.
A while back I took my foster daughter Kara to the free shot clinic the hospital was holding out in a park.(Kaiser won't put her on my insurance until I pay a shload of money to adopt her)
spankerchief's journal: Dear Ann Landers...
..Or failing that, all you opinionated f#cks at LS;
spankerchief's journal: I've got a new hobby this year; pissing the taggers off.
I just got back from covering a shload of tags on just about every flat surface in the neighborhood. Everything from mailboxes to utility boxes, garage doors, fences, walls, vehicles, sidewalks, etc. Sooner or later, everything gets it.
spankerchief's journal: Christmas gifts
I love going nuts with the presents on Christmas.
spankerchief's journal: Walking away from a house. (Downer alert)
My mom called last night, alternating between loud ranting and...well, LOUDER ranting over my brother's lack of brain.
spankerchief's journal: Heirloom destruction.
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