You have by now become accustomed to my love of knives. Of leather coats. Of leather courier bags. Of sunglasses.
Strangely, those don’t all have to come together to fit some kind of nerdy fantasy. They are just things I love.
The People’s M-4 Sun – silver with cobalt glass. They are enough like my reading glasses that I want them but in no way can afford them. Besides, they cannot meet my request of an OD > 2.3 (transmits something like 0.5%). I do not like bright light. aT $425 it is outside of my pay scale.
But, for the kind of driving I like to do, these will work just fine:
More later…
Add the Julbo sunglasses to your leather coat and you can be Neo
Wrong color of leather. If we get him the beaten wide-brimmed hat, I think he’d make a good gunslinger.
Ooooh… a COWBOY NEO
Or like Tom Petty in the video for “You Got Lucky”.
No, not quite like that.
Don’t get me wrong – always been a Petty fan – but not quite like that.
I never realized how much that video looked like Fallout: New Vegas.
Actually, Fallout: New Vegas looks like that video
I found them (Jublo) for a much lower price and got them. I’ll find the other type frames later – there have to be some for less than $425 to be had somewhere.
As you can tell, I have no idea what I’m talking about.
I’ve been trying to be nice (which basically entails ignoring you), but seriously? John Lennon/Granny glasses?
Man is your taste terrible.
Sigh. I make it a point of honor to never question anyone’s taste, ever but you’re trying me.
I shouldn’t say anything, sunglasses are my shame.
I like Bolle and Vuarnet, yes, I like cheese-eating surrender sunglasses.
Sigh.
Ouch. Lennon has little or no appeal for me. McCartney was the brains there and he’s questionable. Ouch again. I mean, shit… Yoko… his credibility was obliterated forever.
I’m not talking about whether or not you respect my taste in glasses but that you even uttered “John Lennon” in a sentence connected with me. Ugh. Probably the most offensive thing you’ve ever said and you didn’t even realize it.
But seriously, Lennon did not make that style any more than Hitler invented the funky little mustache that he turned into a vilified footnote in history.
Ignore him, I like the glasses too. But since I need prescription lenses so these are out for me, high ticket price aside. I do have similar style blue lens sun-glasses that are oval shaped though.
You know what bothers me the most about LK?
I give him straight lines all the time and he blows them.
I understand I’m an angry Lou Costello to his “Father Knows Best”/Bud Abbot,so he’s supposed to provide the straight lines, but he’s slacking on that too.
I really need a new arch-nemesis.
Are you sure you don’t want to read the article doubleplusundead linked to today?
http://doubleplusundead.com/2013/02/25/wyoming-liberal-douche-minister-zomg-be-moar-socialist-wy-state-rep-dont-like-wy-then-gtfo/
It might help put your complaints in perspective.
I read it last week when I saw it here http://www.nicedoggie.net/?p=7711 and posted it at DPUD in the Conventional Wisdom post.
http://www.doubleplusundead.com/2013/02/24/when-is-conventional-wisdom-really-wisdom/
And I never threatened I’d leave.
For the last time, I’m not going to stop my boycott, you’re not going to get rid of me.
Perhaps you can switch over to Elvis Costello and I’ll just be House.
80s music?
While I’ll admit Elvis Costello almost didn’t belong in that decade, just because I called them Lennon glasses is no reason to get nasty.
You all seem to have the wrong perspective. As long as *I* like the glasses, nothing else matters. Especially Veeshir’s opinions.
Bing, bing, bing! We have a winner!
You’re the
poor sa…lucky person who married him.Ed: I have fixed your weak HTML-fu so you no longer need live in fear of mockery.
Yep. Proudly, lovingly, to the end. He’s a lucky guy.
Oh, and before Veeshir can make a dig to the contrary, I think the glasses are excellent.
Advantage Veeshir!
What? Never. You can slip your sly comments in seconds before mine, but you’ll never have the advantage. Poor slob.
Geez, I guess the enemy of Cruel Wife’s enemy is not her friend.
Moi? I have no enemies. There are only the people I like, and the people I mock.
Okay, strike that. Not quite true. Jenny Chalifoux, when I was in the 7th grade, was my enemy. I suppose her enemies would be my friends.
I’m my own enemy.
It saves time and energy that way.
There are two rules to Cruel Wife Club:
1) She always wins.
2) See #1.
3) We do not talk about Cruel Wife Club
There, veesh, a freebie. Keep it PG.
She started it!