…probably on camera…
I’ve seen the tapes.
[sub]Okay, -20 temps would explain a few things…[/sub]
:: d&rlh ::
New Jersey only wishes it was cool enough to be part of the North East.
(Shhhh! What’s your price? $400? $500?)
Tripler
I plead the 5th.
A fifth of what? Everclear? And just because you’re drunk, that’s no excuse.
Aaah, the Pit:
Get a clue. I plead the 5th, in regards to self incrimination.
Tripler
The drunkenness comes later on this week.
I nominate this for the best…ahem, the absofuckinglutely best Goddamn GQ post that will never fucking happen. If the fucking rules didn’t fucking forbid colorful fucking language in that fucking forum, we might have more of these.
You know, I forgot to mention, that I like New Jersey.
Tripler
Please, save your insults for later. . .
Lessee: if you take the 48 contiguous states, and choose lines of latitude and longitude that roughly bisect that piece of territory, then NJ will be in the NE quadrant of the country defined by those lines.
The Northeast Corridor, as it is commonly known, runs from DC to Boston, going right through NJ. (As in, “You live in New Jersey? Which exit?” ;))
I’m aware that colloquial definitions of regions aren’t very precise, but NJ is a Northeastern state.
Yeah, I think Joisey counts as “Northeastern,” too. It’s too specific a term to be a colloquialism.
The colloquial terms for this part of the country would be “New England” (coastal Maine from the Bay of Fundy all the way down to where Connecticut merges into Westchester county), then “Mid-Atlantic” (starting at New York City and Long Island and heading down the Jersey coast).
The big question is…where does “Mid-Atlantic” END? The Chesapeake region? Chincoteague? Myrtle Beach? Savannah? Miami?
If it’s sunny this morning I can probably leave my sweater in the car for the walk to the front door of the gym…
(d&r)
O.K., I’m sorry about that last post.
If it makes you feel any better, sometimes I wish I lived in your part of the country. I could certainly bitch about a lot of things in Southern California too, though usually not the weather.
Hell, I walked out the door this morning and it was 60 degrees and nicely humid.
In Kansas City.
Now granted, this being the midwest, 9 inches of solid ice might be dumped on everything in a 200-mile radius by this afternoon.
Does anybody know what a delapidated shack on Grand Bahama Island costs? Maybe I should set my sights on something like that. Or maybe just a small parcel of land? Who needs shelter?
You’re both wrong. One listen to Soul Coughing’s “Ruby Vroom” and you’d know…
And it’s not usually cold there either.
Both MeFootsZZZ, MyFootsZZZ and I… FootsZZZ?
OR me and friedo!
!=?
Man, I’d love to see some snow down here for once. It’s my understanding that Huntsville gets a couple of dustings every year (unlike my former home, Montgomery, where the state government all goes home if there’s a flurry sighted anywhere closer than Birmingham.) But so far, no luck. So all you northerners go outside, face south, and blow real hard, OK?
Not that I don’t like the 60-70 degree weather, mind you, but we need some cold to kill all these fucking ladybugs. Dratted pests.
So I can ski
next question
Thanks, RT.
We the MADs hereby disclaim all responsibility for New Jersey. Especially that damn turnpike and everything more than a block and a half off the Atlantic City boardwalk.
And somebody shut Springsteen up for Christ’s sake, will you?