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I used to be one of those #######s who would keep the thermostat on 63 year-round and want to fight anyone to the death who wanted me to change it. 

 
About 20 years ago I got a serious concussion while skiing.  I was an expert skier, but I was bored of the mountain (Mt. Snow in Vermont) and got reckless.  I was early in my career and was working in corporate finance at a large Japanese company that treated it's employees like a stereotypical Japanese company (12 hour days, little time off, etc...) so I didn't take the time needed to recover properly.  There was also little known about concussions then, at least compared to now.  I have had a constant headache since then.  I am very sensitive to bright light and always wear sunglasses when outside, even if it's not sunny.  Most days it's in the background and if I am busy I can take the edge off with an over the counter pain killer and ignore it.  However, some days it's like a full blown migraine where I can barely keep my eyes open because I am so sensitive to bright lights.  Today is one of those days.  I can't work and I have been lying on my coach with my eyes closed for most of the morning.  I am sooo bored.  I turned the brightness down on my computer and have been taking pain killers, but usually I just have to wait it out and get some rest.

There really is no solution for concussions and it's symptoms.  I have been to doctors and have had a cat scan and the only thing they tell me is to rest.  I refuse to take prescription pills because I don't want to get addicted, and the times I have taken prescription medication it hasn't really helped enough, at least to mitigate the other side effects.  It's a tough situation so I would say to anyone who gets a concussion - get the rest you need right away and take it seriously.  It can have significant long term consequences.
I am at the tail end of recovering from one 14 months ago where I had a headache for 40 straight days.   Will pm you solution when I get back home. 

 
I used to be one of those #######s who would keep the thermostat on 63 year-round and want to fight anyone to the death who wanted me to change it. 
Lame excuse: I never lived in a house that had central HVAC until I was 31 years old. Hell, I never even lived in one with window AC units until my mid-20s. So, when I got that #### at 31, I was a near-tyrant for about 15 years with it. 

Now, I kind of go with the flow. I'll never be cold or hot again like I was growing up, but I'll follow Mother Nature's lead as long as it's between 60 and 80 inside. Other than that, I keep both set on 74.

 
Lame excuse: I never lived in a house that had central HVAC until I was 31 years old. Hell, I never even lived in one with window AC units until my mid-20s. So, when I got that #### at 31, I was a near-tyrant for about 15 years with it. 

Now, I kind of go with the flow. I'll never be cold or hot again like I was growing up, but I'll follow Mother Nature's lead as long as it's between 60 and 80 inside. Other than that, I keep both set on 74.
I had to think hard about that one. I was 37 when I first had a house with central AC. I guess I really was poor.

 
Lame excuse: I never lived in a house that had central HVAC until I was 31 years old. Hell, I never even lived in one with window AC units until my mid-20s. So, when I got that #### at 31, I was a near-tyrant for about 15 years with it. 

Now, I kind of go with the flow. I'll never be cold or hot again like I was growing up, but I'll follow Mother Nature's lead as long as it's between 60 and 80 inside. Other than that, I keep both set on 74.
I had central AC in the house I grew up in until I was about 12. When the unit crapped out for the 3rd or 4th time, my old man said 'f it, i'm never paying to get that thing fixed again'. Instead of replacing it he just left the now big useless box of what was once the provider of wonderful cool air on the side of the house and went out and bought a window unit for their room. Since my room wasn't upstairs, and 'heat rises', I was told I didn't need one. Spent the next 10 summers sweating my ### off in that house. Never had central AC again until the summer of 2015. None of the apartments we I lived in, or the first house I bought with my wife had it. We always planned on putting it into the house we had from 2000 - 2015, but it was all radiant heat, no duct work and every time we approached having enough money to do it, which was a hefty sum, some other expense would pop up and sap the coffers of the needed funds.

When we moved into our new place in 2015, I was thrilled to have central AC again. Of course I think the summer of 2015 saw about 3 days over 85, so it wasn't really needed more often than not.

 
It has its place.  Like Chicago-style stuffed, I wouldn't want it every time I have a pizza, but it's a nice change of pace.  I do miss the provel.  It's been ages since I've had it.  Cracker crust... meh.

 
Is provel similar to Velveeta?  
I love this description.  Perfectly accurate.

Provel "cheese." Cheese is in quotes because Provel is technically not cheese, but rather a cheese product, a fact that critics of Provel like to focus on. But the cheese-product categorization only means that Provel doesn't meet the FDA's requirements for cheese. According to internet chatter, Provel's failure is that its moisture content is too high. Unlike other cheese products, such as Velveeta, Provel is actually made from cheese, specifically swiss, provolone, and cheddar.

What matters not is Provel's history but rather its taste and texture. The three-cheese blend, with the addition of liquid smoke and a chemical or two, makes a tangy bite that tastes like no cheese I've had elsewhere. It was successfully designed so that, when melted, Provel is easy to bite through—it is soft, but not gooey or stringy. Another result of the chemical engineering behind Provel is that the waxy foodstuff can retain heat seemingly as well as any substance on earth. If you buy a pizza at Imo's, you will burn your mouth in your first bite. It's almost as if the cheese knows to wait to scald the roof of someone's mouth before it decides to let go of the heat.

 
Probably more similar to Kraft singles, but yeah, pretty much.  It's pure crap. 
Blech.  Although I think my hatred for this sort of cheese is that it's what we were forced to eat growing up.  The sight of a Kraft single being microwaved for a grilled cheese reminded me of the appearance of the backs of old lady thighs. :thumbdown:

 
I love this description.  Perfectly accurate.

Provel "cheese." Cheese is in quotes because Provel is technically not cheese, but rather a cheese product, a fact that critics of Provel like to focus on. But the cheese-product categorization only means that Provel doesn't meet the FDA's requirements for cheese. According to internet chatter, Provel's failure is that its moisture content is too high. Unlike other cheese products, such as Velveeta, Provel is actually made from cheese, specifically swiss, provolone, and cheddar.

What matters not is Provel's history but rather its taste and texture. The three-cheese blend, with the addition of liquid smoke and a chemical or two, makes a tangy bite that tastes like no cheese I've had elsewhere. It was successfully designed so that, when melted, Provel is easy to bite through—it is soft, but not gooey or stringy. Another result of the chemical engineering behind Provel is that the waxy foodstuff can retain heat seemingly as well as any substance on earth. If you buy a pizza at Imo's, you will burn your mouth in your first bite. It's almost as if the cheese knows to wait to scald the roof of someone's mouth before it decides to let go of the heat.
Well now that doesn't sound all bad. 

 
Unlike other cheese products, such as Velveeta, Provel is actually made from cheese, specifically swiss, provolone, and cheddar.

What matters not is Provel's history but rather its taste and texture. The three-cheese blend, with the addition of liquid smoke and a chemical or two, makes a tangy bite that tastes like no cheese I've had elsewhere.




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I didn't grow up on it.  The first time I had it was on an Imo's pizza when we were traveling.  It has almost a sour cream-like tang - and pretty rich.  I was blown away.  

Other than being a processed loaf, I don't think it has any resemblance to Velveeta.  I don't think I would want it on too many different types of foods but it's great.   

 
About 20 years ago I got a serious concussion while skiing.  I was an expert skier, but I was bored of the mountain (Mt. Snow in Vermont) and got reckless.  I was early in my career and was working in corporate finance at a large Japanese company that treated it's employees like a stereotypical Japanese company (12 hour days, little time off, etc...) so I didn't take the time needed to recover properly.  There was also little known about concussions then, at least compared to now.  I have had a constant headache since then.  I am very sensitive to bright light and always wear sunglasses when outside, even if it's not sunny.  Most days it's in the background and if I am busy I can take the edge off with an over the counter pain killer and ignore it.  However, some days it's like a full blown migraine where I can barely keep my eyes open because I am so sensitive to bright lights.  Today is one of those days.  I can't work and I have been lying on my coach with my eyes closed for most of the morning.  I am sooo bored.  I turned the brightness down on my computer and have been taking pain killers, but usually I just have to wait it out and get some rest.

There really is no solution for concussions and it's symptoms.  I have been to doctors and have had a cat scan and the only thing they tell me is to rest.  I refuse to take prescription pills because I don't want to get addicted, and the times I have taken prescription medication it hasn't really helped enough, at least to mitigate the other side effects.  It's a tough situation so I would say to anyone who gets a concussion - get the rest you need right away and take it seriously.  It can have significant long term consequences.
Did you know dogs can't get MRI's?

But cats can.

 
Couple of random thoughts:

-I realized yesterday that I've clearly gotten used to driving in NJ. I realized it when I recognized that I feel anxious when the car behind me isn't tailgating me. "Why is that car so far behind me? My car must have a part hanging off, right? Or maybe my tire is wobbling and I don't feel it? Oh no, my CAR IS ON FIRE!?"

-I'm sure this has been said before, but the line "We don't need no education" is pretty good evidence against.

 
MOTHER NATURE ####### RULES (i.e DON'T #### WITH ORCAS AND SPERM WHALES!!!!!!!!!!!!1111111111111111)

The orcas will wait all day for a fisher to accumulate a catch of halibut, and then deftly rob them blind. They will relentlessly stalk individual fishing boats, sometimes forcing them back into port.

Most chilling of all, this is new: After decades of relatively peaceful coexistence with cod and halibut fishers off the coast of Alaska, the region’s orcas appear to be turning on them in greater numbers.

“We’ve been chased out of the Bering Sea,” said Paul Clampitt, Washington State-based co-owner of the F/V Augustine.

Like many boats, the Augustine has tried electronic noisemakers to ward off the animals, but the orcas simply got used to them.

“It became a dinner bell,” said Clampitt.

John McHenry, owner of the F/V Seymour, described orca pods near Alaska’s Aleutian Islands as being like a “motorcycle gang.” 
Fishing lines are also being pillaged by sperm whales, the large square-headed whale best known as the white whale in Moby ****.

“Since 1997, reports of depredation have increased dramatically,” noted a report by the Southeast Alaska Sperm Whale Avoidance Project.

A remarkable 2006 video by the Avoidance Project captured one of the 50,000 kg whales delicately shaking fish loose from a line. After a particularly heavy assault by sperm whales, fishers are known to pull up lines in which up to 90 per cent of the catch has disappeared or been mangled
http://nationalpost.com/news/world/gangs-of-aggressive-killer-whales-are-shaking-down-alaska-fishing-boats-for-their-fish-report/wcm/4da9c8fa-1884-428d-84bd-03f972e34a0f

 
Limp Ditka said:
Full disclosure, I get frugal when I session. I'll drop $2 less for twice as many PBRs and be happy.

A beer with dinner, 1 or 2 at the bar, that's when the good stuff flows. 
Can someone explain to me the origin of 'session' as a verb for drinking lots of beers?  I can't stand it for some reason. 

 
Couple of random thoughts:

-I realized yesterday that I've clearly gotten used to driving in NJ. I realized it when I recognized that I feel anxious when the car behind me isn't tailgating me. "Why is that car so far behind me? My car must have a part hanging off, right? Or maybe my tire is wobbling and I don't feel it? Oh no, my CAR IS ON FIRE!?"
either tailgating where you're looking into their back seat when you check your rearview mirror... or swerving in and out of traffic, giving an abundance of space between cars (at least a few inches clearances at 60mph)

I'd say they're the worst, but delaware drivers are either the same, or driving 10mph below speed limit in the fast lane. they collectively manage to #### up traffic and make it unsafe even when nobody's on the road.

 
Taking the advice from K4 and trying to release some pressure here.  Please feel free to pass right on over if you're not interested in someone venting.  I won't mind:

The job market in Central FL is absolute trash. This is a fact that was well known to me prior to returning to this humid swamp, was something I vociferously brought up as an argument against the return with other interested parties(i.e. my wife), and in the end I gave in to it to assuage said parties emotional state at the time because I had no better options/leads.  She, of course, immediately became less stressed because she was able to avoid making any sort of more uncomfortable decision (to call her "risk averse" would be the understatement of understatements).

Fast forward ten months to present day.  I have probably only had 5 or 6 real interviews (and a handful of additional phone-only sessions) from near 100 submissions with exactly one full-time job offer.....for a "salary" a student would have issues living on (unless they have 4 roommates, I suppose).  We have been rolling with only my wife's income as "bankable" every month since our return here, but it is woefully inadequate to cover what we need to cover on its own, so I have taken on as much freelance as I have been able to find during this time.  In all honesty, it is really the only thing that has kept my bride and I from going completely ninnies up from all this. (Example: I may go without freelance for a month or more, then land a gig or two, and make more than she does in 2 months in a couple of weeks).  That's good when it happens, and all, but since it isn't steady it just makes the situation a roller coaster.  Instead of a gunshot to the head, it's been a slow bleed from a belly wound. 

I, of course, believe I know what the answer to this all is: We need to leave this market.  Quickly.  I simply am not going to find the kind of position I need, or want, here.  I had begun looking elsewhere a handful of months ago, reaching out to former colleagues, etc, to see what was out there.  The very first place I got in touch with via any of that made me an offer within a couple of weeks (I may have mentioned it here prior.).  It was a good, solid, offer.  Not "great."  Not "fantastic."  Not quite what I asked for, but was only a touch under market for my experience level with what I would classify as good and affordable benefits, doing work that I wouldn't despise with a team of like minded creatives.  I intended to accept, even though it meant another long-distance move (to SoCal), as well as all of the stuff that comes along with living there (the expense being the biggest deal, of course).   In a nutshell: Bride freaked out over costs/pressure that she would then have to find a job in a new place quickly/etc,etc, and after days of back and forth of crying/arguing/#####ing I had to give the place an answer and, with every shred of instinct in my body screaming against it, I passed....again to try and make someone else feel better.  I contemplated just going out there myself, but ultimately decided against it.

That was a couple months ago.  Freelance has dried up again, last two local interviews have borne no fruit, and I get more frustrated by the day since passing on the studio gig in Cali.  I have tried my absolute hardest to not become resentful, but that is precisely where I am living now.  Every day I look at the calendar and think "I'd be in Week #X of the new job right now and we'd be fine." etc, etc.  Calling it a "daily gut punch" would be apt.   It's a ####ty attitude to have, and I know this, but after 14 freaking months of this nonsense it's become difficult to fight it off.  I am totally out of energy and have very few ideas left to try.  Hell, I've even hit up all the local podunk stuff in this little hayseed 'burgh we are currently staying in, just to have something to do, and can't even get a nibble for that kind of stuff (e.g. local retail, box stores, etc).  I assume they see the education and experience and assume, correctly, that I'd be a "flight risk."

So, I'm attempting yet again to "figure this out" on the fly, hopefully bailing out enough of the water to at least stay even until I patch the seam in the canoe.  If I weren't currently cooling my heels in the abode of a former alcoholic, I'd probably have started drinking heavily on the reg by now.  Almost to the point where I don't care about that anymore, and will just go out and get a couple bottles of a nice 15 Y.O. single malt anyway.
 
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Wow. I just guy'd that up nicely and went immediately into problem solving mode, didn't I?

Sorry your job situation and personal life are a ####, 5ish.

 
Wow. I just guy'd that up nicely and went immediately into problem solving mode, didn't I?

Sorry your job situation and personal life are a ####, 5ish.
Basically.  It's fine.

But yes, I have been exploring telecommuting opportunities ( I did that for the last 6 years we lived in Orladno before we left FL).  No legs on anything to date on the full-time front.  All my freelance work is remote.

 
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ugh. really wish one of my contacts had panned out for you (I'll check in again and see if anything's changed)... but also would've likely meant moving somewhere.

hard to convince change/risk averse people to make changes or take risks... but what kind of work does she do? can she get similar work anywhere? is there a family connection to central FL? just trying to figure what's tying you there.

 
ugh. really wish one of my contacts had panned out for you (I'll check in again and see if anything's changed)... but also would've likely meant moving somewhere.

hard to convince change/risk averse people to make changes or take risks... but what kind of work does she do? can she get similar work anywhere? is there a family connection to central FL? just trying to figure what's tying you there.
Seems like the answer is, "a wife".

 

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