Gotta Love It (Even if it's a repeat)

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Who hasn't seen or didn't love "The Cannonball Run" ?  C'mon, you know you saw it and you know you laughed your ass off this old Burt Reynolds movie. But poor Bert.  He would probably crap in his pants now (if he hasn't already) after reading about these two young guys that made it from NY to LA in less than 29 hours this week.  That is an average speed of 98 miles per hour....Holy Shit is all I have to say.
      

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Good work guys.  I guess all those radar detectors , a police scanner,  a laser jammer, CB radio and switch that would kill the car's rear lights in case "Smokey" was on their tail helped. They did it in a 2004 Mercedes CL55.  Dangerous yes, but a new record was set. The biggest problem was getting out of NY......And I have no idea who she is.
       

Ahhhh. You gotta love Banksky.  He has really torn up NY this past month and has driven the authorities crazy.  It has made for some of the best reading and some of the coolest art being painted on some of the strangest places.
       

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It just makes me more pissed at myself for not having any talent...Oh well.....I guess I am in a pretty big club after all.
     

Gotta love engineer's and designers when they really get something going good.  It's proof that with a dream, a little money, and a little ingenuity, that many great things can be accomplished. It also proves the reality that countries can get along with each other.
     

Oh, did I neglect to mention this tunnel went from San Diego to Tijuana, Mexico ?  Really. It was also pretty hi tech with a great ventilation system, and electronic rail system, had electricity throughout. It was about 4 foot high and 3 feet wide.  Oh yes....busted....to the tune of over 8 tons of marijuana, and hundreds of pounds of cocaine.  How can this country ever improve it's economy when all these great start up companies get busted.  I wonder if it was because of "Obama care" ?
 

And of course not us let forget all our wonderful Hollywood stars that keep us all amused.  They pose nude, or half dressed, they do sex scenes, they are sometimes one inch away from doing porn (and in some cases do)..........But the second the paparazzi comes close to them.........&)(*%^%__&^%$$#$*"?_(  The world comes to an end...Gotta Love It.


    
   
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 Sometimes you just read something and keep reading it over and over again because although it is true, it really isn't true.  Actually it's just reality and we live with it each and every day.  I want to thank the NY Post for most of the nonsense below.  It's one of the reasons I read the Post (on-line of course) with my morning coffee.

Employers hire cheaper. Companies are greedier. Workers grow lazier. Bosses act grumpier. Opportunities seem fewer. Promotions are chancier. Jobs turn scarcer.
Nannies are snippier. Kids are nastier. Teachers are tougher. Principals are stickier. Math is murkier.
The TSA’s dumber.
Husbands find younger. Exes turn uglier. Wives grow older. Hair looks grayer. Tempers grow shorter.
Passions grow fainter. Mistresses please quicker. Hookers do better.
Morals sink lower. Sex is raunchier.
Boobs are bigger. Behinds grow larger. Waxing’s often riskier.
Matchmakers become bolder. Prenups run longer. Parents get crankier. In-laws are grabbier. Teens are needier. Seniors feel sicker. Kids play bullier. Allowances are thinner. Fathers are chintzier. Uncles are poorer.
Prices go higher. Rent is costlier. Rooms are smaller. Landlords yell noisier. Contractors are lousier. Neighbors turn pestier.
Mice grow bigger. Deer and bear turn friendlier. Cats sound louder. Dogs poop oftener.
Jewelry sells glitzier. Skirts are shorter. Necklines sink lower. Style is cheaper. Fabrics are poorer. Undies are fancier. Trousers are schlumpier.
T-shirts are filthier. Ties are slimmer. Shoes are clunkier.

TV is junkier. Movies look gorier. Athletes are druggier. Newspapers are scarcer. Politicians smell sleazier. Shopkeepers are nastier. Salesladies are ruder. Bankers act riskier.

Buildings go larger. Opportunities shrink smaller. Escalators are faultier. Elevators are shakier.

France is ruder. Greece is poorer. Iran is sicker. Israel is wearier. China is hungrier. Washington is crappier. New York is tougher.

Niceties are fewer. Life is grittier.

Money is tighter. Economy is softer. Saving is harder. Poverty is nearer.

Streets show dirtier. Cars speed faster. Trains work slower. Oceans are rougher. Land is barer. Planes are smellier.

Surviving is harsher. Future looms darker. America looks poorer. Promises are rarer. Lovers are spiffy. Marriage is iffy.

Photographers are ruder. Paparazzi are cruder. Magazines are lewder. Gals are cuter. Guys are neuter.

Weather is harsher. Winter is snowier. Florida is sweatier. Mars looks nearer.
Jupiter hangs farther.
Cereals come smaller. Tomatoes come greener. Bananas squeeze softer. Cucumbers look longer. Steaks taste better. Broccoli tastes lousier. Popcorn is saltier. Soda grows larger. Doughnuts sell sweeter. Pasta makes fatter. Salads make thinner. Bagels are better.
Walmart is noisier. Pennies are scarcer. Alaska gets warmer. Deserts get drier. Glaciers get thinner.
People talk trashier. Cities expand larger.
Internet goes sneakier. Computers break faster. Cellphones ring louder. Anchors appear balder. Commentators play smarter. Weather girls are blonder. Weather guys are wrong-er.
Gas is rarer. Starlets are pushier. Pickpockets are bolder. Dentists are scarier. Spies are secreter. IRS is hungrier.
Laws are tougher. Courts are busier. Bail is costlier. Lawsuits are oftener. Attorneys turn richer. Clients end poorer.

Ashley Judd’s friskier. Gerard Butler’s hunkier. Buffett is wealthier. Madonna is punkier. Gaga is zanier.
Bieber is weirder. Madonna is kitschier. Angelina is hungrier. Spielberg is busier. Weinstein is louder. Madoff is murder.
Castro a dictator. Schwarzenegger a cheater. Wiener a loser. South Carolina’s ex-Gov a liar. John Mayer, a player. Rob Morrison a bummer. Chris Brown an abuser. Mr. Obama a user. Nick Nolte a boozer. Gingrich a schmoozer.
Alex Rodriguez is a batter. Alex Rodriguez was a batter. DSK was a bum. DSK is a bum. Financiers are sneaky. Repeat: Financiers are sneaky.
Banquets are longer. Fund-raisers are wearier. Red carpet’s jazzier. Emcees are cornier. Concerts are longer. Music is louder. Vegas a goner. Macao a comer.
Botox is oftener. Hillary’s a contender. Bill’s a pusher. Jeb Bush a comer. Marco Rubio a player.
So what’s left for anyone to personally count on?
Friends. We always need an ear to talk to, an eye to look to, a shoulder to lean on, an arm to grab on, a voice to speak, a heart to beat. When the world turns sour and maybe we feel we’re alone . . . or nobody cares . . . never forget the one thing that doesn’t change or disappoint is that close friend.

Unless he needs to borrow money.