blank'/> Liberally Lean From The Land Of Dairy Queen: David Finfrock . . .

9.28.2005

David Finfrock . . .

. . . just told me that it was 104 degrees today - the hottest day of the year. When I wake up tomorrow (Thursday), I expect a very nice surprise. I can't take much more of this Texas summer.

13 comments:

Condoleesa said...

David Frinfrock reminds me of a Seventh Grade Science teacher.

BTW, the AC in my car broke about 2 months ago. I am so with you on the heat.

bigcatdaddy said...

I went truck shopping a month or so ago. I was looking at a new one and for some reason it didn't have factory A/C installed. I said something to the salesman about it and his reply was, "Aw, you don't really need that."

Riiiiiiiiiiiiiight!

Anonymous said...

Barry, I want you bad

KC said...

I don’t know what all of you are complaining about. I am a wise county resident serving in Iraq. You think its hot there?

Anonymous said...

Good point.

Thanks for serving kc

Anonymous said...

Was Texas uninhabited before 1941? And then were those intrepid souls that pioneered this land driving Packards? We must have some genetic defect that causes us to melt when the mercury (well, alcohol now) reaches 90F.

Anonymous said...

and isn't it ironic that the Decatur Middle school coaches chose yesterday to start running the mile again...

Anonymous said...

anon 12:44

get over it

Anonymous said...

what do you mean they decided to start running the mile? The coaches run?

Anonymous said...

Good one 2:31. No, they don't run, they just drive their truck next to the kids and crack the whip. All the while, causing middle school aged kids to blow out knees and hips for what? The coaches to be glorified. Give me a break.

Anonymous said...

What I would like to see are the coaches running with the kids. Practice what they preach sort of thing. That will never happen.

Anonymous said...

BSG, I really do want you bad.

Anonymous said...

When the coach was the kid, the coach ran.

Guess what? He survived. So will the kids.

They don't need their hand held by the coach to run a mile.