Waking up in the morning to be around people so you can hiss at them is a very cat-like thing my daughter does pretty much every day.
— Brian Sweeney (@briswe) September 1, 2019
Jumping to conclusions is a hell of a drug.
— Brian Sweeney (@briswe) September 1, 2019
— Brian Sweeney (@briswe) August 27, 2019
— Brian Sweeney (@briswe) August 26, 2019
“Jump†because I at least never had the nerve to go over it full throttle.
— Brian Sweeney (@briswe) August 24, 2019
Not to far from home was a railroad track on a raised bed that crossed the road. Made for a pretty good ramp when I started driving. I used to go over “jump†it with at least one person riding in the bed of my truck.
— Brian Sweeney (@briswe) August 24, 2019
According to my aunt, my brother and I used to ride down a fairly steep hill that had trees in our red wagon.
— Brian Sweeney (@briswe) August 24, 2019
In high school I rode my bike to school. On the way home in the afternoons a freight train would pass through on my route. More than once I raced it to the crossing, making it across when the train was about a dozen feet away. https://t.co/xKzTgGoEYM
— Brian Sweeney (@briswe) August 24, 2019
— Brian Sweeney (@briswe) August 20, 2019
Really feeling this right now. Left work in the midst of a major push to meet a deadline. https://t.co/5Qx6cp0sUI
— Brian Sweeney (@briswe) August 20, 2019