Tyll Hertsens

You know, I'll tell you what there loss was: They had bimbos fronting the shop who I knew had no idea what they were selling. And they had buoncer like suits guarding the shakedown room (in back). I would have talked to them, but I had no interest of running the gauntlet of guardsmen who would have no idea who I was. That was their loss.

Not having my measurement system with me, I went for a subjective evaluation. My advances weren't well received.

Wohooo! Happy Birthday, mate!

No, you don't, it was really bad. But the 700 sounded thin to me there, too.

Ouch.

Where's my damn winter!?

It's so hard to love 'em well, isn't it? Just keeping track of that is about all I can manage.

Sweet! I'm in for cake with Dom.

It fucking rained all day here yesterday. I don't think I've seen rain in January here in Montana in the 25 years I've lived here.

April and I just can't stop listening to this album. On MOG: https://mog.com/m#album/34580423

Nah, you're good. Thanks for the notes.

Argh!

Have a good one!

Nice. Mixin' it up.

My next door neighbors, family of five, this is the first year they decided to buy ski passes. They're crying.

Weird. We haven't had hardly any snow. Mountains are still brown in some places. Missoula got dumped on, but it went right around us. Friggen weird winter this year.

Regardless, I called my senators and congressman to register my distaste.

No ... they shit in the snow.

Shrunk wrap WTF. Japan, of course.

Late. Happy Birthday though! Woot!

Yupper. He drew the hottest husky chicks. He liked to piggy back ride naked. Sorry, couldn't find any naked ones.

No. Sorry. Looked like the other ones but bigger, with a slotted grill on the top half of the outside of the earphone, and you could see a couple little tubes in there. It worked ... and sounded pretty good too on quick listen.