I think 40 Miles of Bad Road moved out of the Beavisphere.
It's just been too quiet.
Then this afternoon I hear, "MAYBE IF YOU WEREN'T SUCH A FUCKING TWEAKER!" bellowed from Beavis' general direction, with nonintelligible female whining following. I look out the window and see him stomping back and forth between the house and a Land Rover parked in front of the portable storage space--I mean, the worktruck. A woman was driving the SUV, whom I assume to be 40MBR. She has nice wheels for a tweaker.
Beavis climbed into the passenger side of the SUV after roaring to Ma Barker that he'll BE RIGHT BACK, DAMMIT. So far, back to quiet.
Last week the Dear Husband had an unsettling experience with Beavis and Ellie Mae. Well, unsettling for us, at any rate.
There was a large superball lying in our driveway. DH saw it and picked it up. Ellie Mae was watching from the Beavisphere driveway, looking to be alone. DH walked over and placed the ball on the lawn median between the sidewalk and street in front of the Beavisphere. Ellie Mae just sat and stared. As DH walked back across the street to our house, he hears Beavis' disembodied voice say, "What do you saaaaaayyyyyyyyy?" Ellie Mae jerked around in the direction of the garage, stared for a beat, jerked back to DH, and murmured "Thank you".
DH hustled back home and shuddered to himself.
Monday, April 27, 2009
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Why No Updates?
I've begun hearing from the masses that the lack of updates here has been...unsettling. And more importantly, UNAMUSING. Well, we can't have that, now can we?
So...what's been going on?
Luckily, not a whole lot. Big Daddy is around, and so the leash is kept fairly tight on Beavis. I'll see him wandering around the front yard of the Beavisphere periodically. Ellie Mae usually follows behind him. 40 Miles of Bad Road is rarely seen.
Beavis has visitors stopping by occasionally...don't know if they're "friends", drug connections, or what. Their presence is temporary.
The past couple of times I've had the murdersickle out, Ellie Mae's been fascinated. Part of her fascination may stem from the fact that Beavis occasionally has access to a little Honda scooter to get around and look all...uh...badass or something. When I start up the murdersickle, Ellie Mae stops her wanderings instantly and stands staring at me, transfixed. Poor little thing. She won't grow up to be a murdersickle rider like me...she'd end up in a leather halter top with a rose tattoo on her breast, flashing strangers at a biker meet.
So that's what's going on. Now I've probably jinxed myself by posting that nothing's going on...that's usually when something happens. Stay tuned.
So...what's been going on?
Luckily, not a whole lot. Big Daddy is around, and so the leash is kept fairly tight on Beavis. I'll see him wandering around the front yard of the Beavisphere periodically. Ellie Mae usually follows behind him. 40 Miles of Bad Road is rarely seen.
Beavis has visitors stopping by occasionally...don't know if they're "friends", drug connections, or what. Their presence is temporary.
The past couple of times I've had the murdersickle out, Ellie Mae's been fascinated. Part of her fascination may stem from the fact that Beavis occasionally has access to a little Honda scooter to get around and look all...uh...badass or something. When I start up the murdersickle, Ellie Mae stops her wanderings instantly and stands staring at me, transfixed. Poor little thing. She won't grow up to be a murdersickle rider like me...she'd end up in a leather halter top with a rose tattoo on her breast, flashing strangers at a biker meet.
So that's what's going on. Now I've probably jinxed myself by posting that nothing's going on...that's usually when something happens. Stay tuned.
Friday, February 13, 2009
Random Pix
I think the last round of Beavis' legal troubles have kept him lower keyed than usual.
But here's some random pix from the past couple of weeks...
40 Miles of Bad Road in the storage unit--I mean--worktruck:
When I think of locations to put on makeup, the front seat of a non-running pickup doesn't spring to mind. Not so for 40MBR. She finds the worktruck to be best for gettin' pretty.
High. Larry. US.
For a couple of days, Beavis and 40MBR were rollin' in this bad boy:
Stylin'.
They seem to be back to bicycles for the moment, though.
Good times!
But here's some random pix from the past couple of weeks...
40 Miles of Bad Road in the storage unit--I mean--worktruck:
When I think of locations to put on makeup, the front seat of a non-running pickup doesn't spring to mind. Not so for 40MBR. She finds the worktruck to be best for gettin' pretty.
High. Larry. US.
For a couple of days, Beavis and 40MBR were rollin' in this bad boy:
Stylin'.
They seem to be back to bicycles for the moment, though.
Good times!
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Low-Level Lurking
Beavis hasn't left the building.
Or the neighborhood.
He's still around.
Lurking.
One night a bicycle was left in front of the storage unit--I mean, worktruck:
I'd never seen that particular bicycle before, and of course it was gone by morning. I surmise with absolutely no proof that the bike was stolen, and when Beavis or whomever was done with it, put it back out in the world to be stolen and used again.
Yesterday he was wandering around in the rain with Ellie Mae:
And after the rain stopped in the late afternoon he inspected his storage unit--I mean, worktruck most thoroughly:
I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop...
Or the neighborhood.
He's still around.
Lurking.
One night a bicycle was left in front of the storage unit--I mean, worktruck:
I'd never seen that particular bicycle before, and of course it was gone by morning. I surmise with absolutely no proof that the bike was stolen, and when Beavis or whomever was done with it, put it back out in the world to be stolen and used again.
Yesterday he was wandering around in the rain with Ellie Mae:
And after the rain stopped in the late afternoon he inspected his storage unit--I mean, worktruck most thoroughly:
I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop...
Thursday, January 08, 2009
Same Old, Same Old...
Here I was, sitting at my computer with a comfy cat in my lap and not a care in the world.
Then I hear yelling.
Yep, you got it, Beavis and 40 Miles of Bad Road were back at it.
I grab the cat and run to the Husband's bathroom window, where I see Beavis having a tug-of-war with 40MBR over a tote bag she's carrying in one hand(she had two other bags slung over her shoulder), while Ellie Mae is being held in her other arm. Whatever was in that tote bag must've been VITAL to 40MBR's existence, because she DROPPED Ellie Mae in the middle of the street to keep trying to get the bag away from Beavis.
Beavis won.
Then he and 40MBR kept taking swipes at each other, yelling all the while. And Ellie Mae? Still sitting where she had been dropped, screaming her head off.
HOLY FUCKING SHIT.
Then they abruptly separate...40MBR goes stomping off down the street with her two remaining bags. Beavis sweeps Ellie Mae up from the street, and starts digging through the bag he just grabbed from 4oMBR. He pulls out a small box, waves it and yells, Look what I've got! Look what I've got! while 40MBR mutters to herself as she walks away.
Then Beavis returns to the Beavisphere with Ellie Mae in hand and disappears into the house.
The exchange lasted less than 30 seconds, and I'm completely unsettled.
About 20 minutes later, more yelling ensued as 40MBR had come back to the Beavisphere, grabbed Ellie Mae, and stomped off down the street with her, Beavis following. He stopped, turned back to Ma Barker, and went into the house.
Lourdey!!
Then I hear yelling.
Yep, you got it, Beavis and 40 Miles of Bad Road were back at it.
I grab the cat and run to the Husband's bathroom window, where I see Beavis having a tug-of-war with 40MBR over a tote bag she's carrying in one hand(she had two other bags slung over her shoulder), while Ellie Mae is being held in her other arm. Whatever was in that tote bag must've been VITAL to 40MBR's existence, because she DROPPED Ellie Mae in the middle of the street to keep trying to get the bag away from Beavis.
Beavis won.
Then he and 40MBR kept taking swipes at each other, yelling all the while. And Ellie Mae? Still sitting where she had been dropped, screaming her head off.
HOLY FUCKING SHIT.
Then they abruptly separate...40MBR goes stomping off down the street with her two remaining bags. Beavis sweeps Ellie Mae up from the street, and starts digging through the bag he just grabbed from 4oMBR. He pulls out a small box, waves it and yells, Look what I've got! Look what I've got! while 40MBR mutters to herself as she walks away.
Then Beavis returns to the Beavisphere with Ellie Mae in hand and disappears into the house.
The exchange lasted less than 30 seconds, and I'm completely unsettled.
About 20 minutes later, more yelling ensued as 40MBR had come back to the Beavisphere, grabbed Ellie Mae, and stomped off down the street with her, Beavis following. He stopped, turned back to Ma Barker, and went into the house.
Lourdey!!
Tuesday, January 06, 2009
Happy New Year!!
Hope everyone got through the holiday season intact...we did!
So did Beavis and 40 Miles of Bad Road. Their activities consisted of hanging out with their friends:
And hanging out at their portable storage space, aka the Worktruck from Hell:
Big Daddy has a new ride:
I don't know if that's a rental or what...I assume it is, because that pickup is nowhere near the size of the old one.
And in the ironiest of all ironies, we have a new camper in front of our house...for real!
It belongs to our friend who I shall call BS. Hahahahahha!
BS is kinda-sorta homeless right now. Well, OK, he is. But he has three vehicles...two cars and that cute lil' motorhome thingy. He used to live with some hippies about a mile away, but the landlord isn't around and the chick who's in the landlord's place gave BS two weeks notice to clear out. BS is going to be up in NoCal for the next 9-10 days and needed a spot to store his hoopty(hope I spelled that right)because it would get towed if he left it in his former neighborhood.
So like dumbasses, the Husband and I said yes.
BS has quite the sense of humor about the value of the camper:
And I found this "note" on the windshield today:
The lack of windshield wipers amuses me. It had better not be raining when BS picks this monster up!
Which, by the way, should be interesting. When BS dropped off the monster, we had him do a little parking-spot manoevering. When he went to start up the monster, it died. DAMMIT. The Husband said, We can put it on the charger the day before it's supposed to be picked up. I just hope that'll do the trick!
So did Beavis and 40 Miles of Bad Road. Their activities consisted of hanging out with their friends:
And hanging out at their portable storage space, aka the Worktruck from Hell:
Big Daddy has a new ride:
I don't know if that's a rental or what...I assume it is, because that pickup is nowhere near the size of the old one.
And in the ironiest of all ironies, we have a new camper in front of our house...for real!
It belongs to our friend who I shall call BS. Hahahahahha!
BS is kinda-sorta homeless right now. Well, OK, he is. But he has three vehicles...two cars and that cute lil' motorhome thingy. He used to live with some hippies about a mile away, but the landlord isn't around and the chick who's in the landlord's place gave BS two weeks notice to clear out. BS is going to be up in NoCal for the next 9-10 days and needed a spot to store his hoopty(hope I spelled that right)because it would get towed if he left it in his former neighborhood.
So like dumbasses, the Husband and I said yes.
BS has quite the sense of humor about the value of the camper:
And I found this "note" on the windshield today:
The lack of windshield wipers amuses me. It had better not be raining when BS picks this monster up!
Which, by the way, should be interesting. When BS dropped off the monster, we had him do a little parking-spot manoevering. When he went to start up the monster, it died. DAMMIT. The Husband said, We can put it on the charger the day before it's supposed to be picked up. I just hope that'll do the trick!
Saturday, December 13, 2008
You Should See the Other Guy!
Last night as I was getting ready to go to the Animation Guild annual holiday party(which was fun as fuck), I heard a big loud diesel truck-thing. Turned out it was a tow truck, and it had pulled into the Beavisphere's driveway. It was there for a long time, and I lost track of its presence as I continued to try and look like a girl for once in my miserable life.
As the husband and I were leaving for the party, we see that the tow truck is gone, and Big Daddy's pickemup truck is in the driveway with the front end bashed in.
WTF?!?!?!
Today I got a better view of it:
OWCH!!!
Don't know what happened, where it happened or how it happened, but it sure as sh!t happened. Big Daddy was wandering around looking just fine, so apparently he wasn't injured. I wonder how long the truck will be there...now that I think about it, he couldn't take it to a shop last night because they were all closed by the time the tow truck must've shown up.
I guess he'll be around the Beavisphere a little more than we all anticipated!
As the husband and I were leaving for the party, we see that the tow truck is gone, and Big Daddy's pickemup truck is in the driveway with the front end bashed in.
WTF?!?!?!
Today I got a better view of it:
OWCH!!!
Don't know what happened, where it happened or how it happened, but it sure as sh!t happened. Big Daddy was wandering around looking just fine, so apparently he wasn't injured. I wonder how long the truck will be there...now that I think about it, he couldn't take it to a shop last night because they were all closed by the time the tow truck must've shown up.
I guess he'll be around the Beavisphere a little more than we all anticipated!
Thursday, December 11, 2008
I'm Bored
I was distractedly watching a fun dvd set called, Forbidden Hollywood which features films that were made in the very early 1930's before the Production Code went into full effect. Needless to say, there were some films that were smutty...for the time.
Anyway, I got distracted by loud music with an insane bass track, and I look outside to see this:
The Expedition that Beavis and 40 Miles of Bad Road have been running around in lately. They weren't driving it today; some fat dude with a bandanna on his head was. Whatever.
Beavis and Fat Dude talked for awhile, then Fat Dude pulled the SUV into the Beavisphere driveway. 40MBR and Ellie Mae came wandering out. 40MBR went to their portable storage unit, aka the rotting worktruck:
There isn't really a way to lock up the worktruck, but Beavis has to jerryrig his way in anyway:
Lookit the Happy Family!
I got distracted by my own work, so I got back to it.
A little later, I see this:
Beavis carrying a coffee table. The table was left out in front of the next door neighbor's house. I saw it earlier in the day and it looked pretty cool, but I figured something must've been wrong with it for it to be abandoned like it was.
Beavis carried the table to the grass-clippings bin that was conveniently out front and put in on top of the bin.
However, he put the table back out in No Man's Land about 15 minutes later:
Then about an hour after that, some dude came along and grabbed the table:
And happily drove off with it:
One thing I've noticed is that Big Daddy isn't around. Crap. That means Beavis and his brood will continue to be around more often. Welp, hopefully that'll just mean that I'll get more funny photos of a benign nature, and not have any actual interaction with that prick.
Anyway, I got distracted by loud music with an insane bass track, and I look outside to see this:
The Expedition that Beavis and 40 Miles of Bad Road have been running around in lately. They weren't driving it today; some fat dude with a bandanna on his head was. Whatever.
Beavis and Fat Dude talked for awhile, then Fat Dude pulled the SUV into the Beavisphere driveway. 40MBR and Ellie Mae came wandering out. 40MBR went to their portable storage unit, aka the rotting worktruck:
There isn't really a way to lock up the worktruck, but Beavis has to jerryrig his way in anyway:
Lookit the Happy Family!
I got distracted by my own work, so I got back to it.
A little later, I see this:
Beavis carrying a coffee table. The table was left out in front of the next door neighbor's house. I saw it earlier in the day and it looked pretty cool, but I figured something must've been wrong with it for it to be abandoned like it was.
Beavis carried the table to the grass-clippings bin that was conveniently out front and put in on top of the bin.
However, he put the table back out in No Man's Land about 15 minutes later:
Then about an hour after that, some dude came along and grabbed the table:
And happily drove off with it:
One thing I've noticed is that Big Daddy isn't around. Crap. That means Beavis and his brood will continue to be around more often. Welp, hopefully that'll just mean that I'll get more funny photos of a benign nature, and not have any actual interaction with that prick.
Sunday, December 07, 2008
Upswing
40 Miles of Bad Road seems to be back, sans Unfortunate DNA Recipient #4. We still have no idea what happened with the tyke.
The thing is, it appears that Beavis, 40 MBR and Ellie Mae have been living off-site for the past week or so, but visit the Beavisphere often. They're now driving in a SUV that seems to be less junky than previous Beavismobiles. I have a feeling that 40MBR secured the SUV instead of Beavis:
I think this photo is hilarious...Beavis is Sham-Wowing the car while 40MBR is sitting in it:
On Friday I spied 40MBR moving endless bags o' stuff from the rotting worktruck to the SUV:
Eventually Beavis moved the SUV into the driveway:
And of course washed it. He loves washing vehicles:
Don't know if this domestic "bliss" will last, but I do know that when Beavis is doing "well", he's less likely to hang around mommy and daddy's house, which is VERY good for me! Upswing away, dammit!
Yesterday evening while I was prepping for my birthday party, I hear yelling from the street. Oh noes! I thought to myself as I ran to the window to look out to see what was going on.
It was Beavis and 40MBR having an argument in the middle of the street. Yeah, shocking.
I could only hear parts of the conversation, but something about some girl stealing Beavis' stuff was brought up. And that 40MBR was behaving badly at Greg's house...whatever that means. There was a lot of profanity mixed in with a lot of mumbling in between outbursts of said profanity. They eventually all angrily got in the SUV and drove off.
I hear that some of my partygoers were greatly amused to see the rotting worktruck up close and personal last night. I understand that there's photos. I want!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
EDIT:
I peed myself a little when I got this photo from laughing so hard!
A suggestion for future photosnappers: go to the front of the truck to get in the real decreptitude of the entropy. The front right tire is still completely flat and one of the headlights is about to fall off, so it looks like the truck is winking.
Oh, and apparently I have to explain the quality of my photos. Remember, I'm usually taking photos of the action from inside my house, where I have screens over the windows. Hence the fine mesh distorts the crispness of the Redneck Theater. Just pretend that you drank about 400 PBR's and it'll look "normal".
Enjoy!
The thing is, it appears that Beavis, 40 MBR and Ellie Mae have been living off-site for the past week or so, but visit the Beavisphere often. They're now driving in a SUV that seems to be less junky than previous Beavismobiles. I have a feeling that 40MBR secured the SUV instead of Beavis:
I think this photo is hilarious...Beavis is Sham-Wowing the car while 40MBR is sitting in it:
On Friday I spied 40MBR moving endless bags o' stuff from the rotting worktruck to the SUV:
Eventually Beavis moved the SUV into the driveway:
And of course washed it. He loves washing vehicles:
Don't know if this domestic "bliss" will last, but I do know that when Beavis is doing "well", he's less likely to hang around mommy and daddy's house, which is VERY good for me! Upswing away, dammit!
Yesterday evening while I was prepping for my birthday party, I hear yelling from the street. Oh noes! I thought to myself as I ran to the window to look out to see what was going on.
It was Beavis and 40MBR having an argument in the middle of the street. Yeah, shocking.
I could only hear parts of the conversation, but something about some girl stealing Beavis' stuff was brought up. And that 40MBR was behaving badly at Greg's house...whatever that means. There was a lot of profanity mixed in with a lot of mumbling in between outbursts of said profanity. They eventually all angrily got in the SUV and drove off.
I hear that some of my partygoers were greatly amused to see the rotting worktruck up close and personal last night. I understand that there's photos. I want!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
EDIT:
I peed myself a little when I got this photo from laughing so hard!
A suggestion for future photosnappers: go to the front of the truck to get in the real decreptitude of the entropy. The front right tire is still completely flat and one of the headlights is about to fall off, so it looks like the truck is winking.
Oh, and apparently I have to explain the quality of my photos. Remember, I'm usually taking photos of the action from inside my house, where I have screens over the windows. Hence the fine mesh distorts the crispness of the Redneck Theater. Just pretend that you drank about 400 PBR's and it'll look "normal".
Enjoy!
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Reappearances
Last week I saw this:
Weird to see Beavis with a computer. I wonder if the keyboard has pictures instead of letters on it so that he comprehends...
But more importantly...
40 Miles of Bad Road made a brief reappearance!
She came by last Saturday to visit with Ellie Mae. Beavis and 40MBR were civil to each other...no arguing, etc.
As you can see, Unfortunate DNA Recipient #4 is no longer inside of 40MBR. We don't know where UDNAR#4 is...it wasn't with 40MBR.
Jeezus, but that woman has earned her nickname.
The three of them went wandering off down the street after about a half hour:
And about 15 minutes after they left, Beavis and Ellie Mae came back:
Thanksgiving and rain have been keeping further Beavis activity on the quiet side. Woohoo!
Weird to see Beavis with a computer. I wonder if the keyboard has pictures instead of letters on it so that he comprehends...
But more importantly...
40 Miles of Bad Road made a brief reappearance!
She came by last Saturday to visit with Ellie Mae. Beavis and 40MBR were civil to each other...no arguing, etc.
As you can see, Unfortunate DNA Recipient #4 is no longer inside of 40MBR. We don't know where UDNAR#4 is...it wasn't with 40MBR.
Jeezus, but that woman has earned her nickname.
The three of them went wandering off down the street after about a half hour:
And about 15 minutes after they left, Beavis and Ellie Mae came back:
Thanksgiving and rain have been keeping further Beavis activity on the quiet side. Woohoo!
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Suburban Bliss
Big Daddy is still around quite often, so Beavis' activities are curtailed to a certain extent.
But not completely.
Beavis has caught on to the Parking Ticket Game, and so he regularly washes the worktruck to make it look like it's taken care of. Nevermind that it still has a flat tire:
Oh look, he's spiffying up the windows!
He still is a jerkface, though.
Thursday night both the Dear Husband and I caught snippets of one of Beavis' cellphone conversations that he likes to have as he paces around outside the Beavisphere. Something about him hanging out with his friends and threatening someone. He then pleads with the guy he's talking to to not call the cops. 'Cos dawg, he's gonna beat the sh!t outta the someone he threatened. He says dawg a lot. Since he's so...gangsta and all.
He then went on to say that the action was coming to our street.
Yikes.
But nothing happened. Big Daddy came home and put the kaibash on Beavis' roamings.
On Friday he was back to hanging out in front of the house while Ellie Mae wandered around, barely attended to:
Ellie Mae's been known to wander off quite often when left to her own devices. Usually Ma Barker has to go and fetch Ellie Mae from one of the neighbor's yards. 40 Miles of Bad Road still is not around, nor is her latest offspring. We still don't know what happened to her.
EDIT: Sunday, Nov. 16: This morning I stumbled around the house and heard Beavis even though I was inside my house. He was helping some dude wash a blazer-type of vehicle parked in front of the Beavisphere and talking loudly. Something about "my sh!t that got stolen" by some guy. I hear a woman's voice, but I never saw her, just heard her voice. I don't think it was 40MBR.
Beavis argued with her. Ellie Mae wandered back and forth along the sidewalk. The blazer dude kept detailing the blazer. I caught different snippets of conversation about Beavis' stolen stuff, and that she's a backstabber because she let the dude take Beavis' stuff and still hangs out with the guy. Or something. Hmmmm. This went on for at least a half hour. Then they all piled into the blazer and left.
But not completely.
Beavis has caught on to the Parking Ticket Game, and so he regularly washes the worktruck to make it look like it's taken care of. Nevermind that it still has a flat tire:
Oh look, he's spiffying up the windows!
He still is a jerkface, though.
Thursday night both the Dear Husband and I caught snippets of one of Beavis' cellphone conversations that he likes to have as he paces around outside the Beavisphere. Something about him hanging out with his friends and threatening someone. He then pleads with the guy he's talking to to not call the cops. 'Cos dawg, he's gonna beat the sh!t outta the someone he threatened. He says dawg a lot. Since he's so...gangsta and all.
He then went on to say that the action was coming to our street.
Yikes.
But nothing happened. Big Daddy came home and put the kaibash on Beavis' roamings.
On Friday he was back to hanging out in front of the house while Ellie Mae wandered around, barely attended to:
Ellie Mae's been known to wander off quite often when left to her own devices. Usually Ma Barker has to go and fetch Ellie Mae from one of the neighbor's yards. 40 Miles of Bad Road still is not around, nor is her latest offspring. We still don't know what happened to her.
EDIT: Sunday, Nov. 16: This morning I stumbled around the house and heard Beavis even though I was inside my house. He was helping some dude wash a blazer-type of vehicle parked in front of the Beavisphere and talking loudly. Something about "my sh!t that got stolen" by some guy. I hear a woman's voice, but I never saw her, just heard her voice. I don't think it was 40MBR.
Beavis argued with her. Ellie Mae wandered back and forth along the sidewalk. The blazer dude kept detailing the blazer. I caught different snippets of conversation about Beavis' stolen stuff, and that she's a backstabber because she let the dude take Beavis' stuff and still hangs out with the guy. Or something. Hmmmm. This went on for at least a half hour. Then they all piled into the blazer and left.
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