One day among the days that all seem to blend together in the daze that blends it all together, I was on the loading dock that’s spitting distance from the Pacific Northwest Seismic Network HQ loading and unloading Amazon boxes from the electric ass bathtub I was Mr McFeely-hamster-wheelie-final-fifty-fucking-feeting.
Some people call that loading dock 3920 Okanogan Lane NE. Some people call me Maurice. I call that loading dock MOLES with a side of ATG.
One of the PNSN guys was loading up his truck with what I like to think of as Sasquatch Surveillance equipment. If anyone is going to spot Bigfoot out there in situ, those guys are. As I was getting back on the bathtub the PNSN guy said “LoLo” and I guess he was speaking in my direction. But I was all the way down Okanogan Lane before I realized what he was talking about. I chuckled to myself thinking maybe someday I can talk Zero-Sevens with that guy. I’m surprised he could read the digits on my hand from 15 feet away.
When I got the tattoo, Joe Who the tattoo guru said “don’t you just want to go with 707? You know, LOL?” I said “no. no I don’t”
Lolo is a badass in the movie "Joy Ride" and you can google L-o-L-o and make it mean whatever you want it to mean. But the tattoo is no no LoLo bro.
It’s 07:07
just last night I added a couple surplus address number 7s to that road sign with spray adhesive, giving it a touch of 07:07
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