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Anyone here familiar with some on-line board games (old school like Risk or Monopoly, Password, Jeopardy etc.)

And bored enough to play?

eta - yet?

 
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Hey gang, sorry for being a horrible iFriend.   Let's be honest, I love you guys and think about you all the time.

Let me get the bad news out of the way first.  My Mother has lung cancer. It's malignant. She just turned 69 and hasn't had a cig in almost 40 years.  Dad doesn't smoke either except when I'm a horrible influence on him and we're getting drunk together.  SWEAR TO GOD, SAVE IT, everything will be okay one way or another. I admit that I'm scared to death that if she were to pass Dad would be right behind her.  They love each other so much.  Scared but that gives me comfort too.  I wish we could all love each other as much as those two love each other.

Good news is Dylan turned 13 today.  Kid is doing well as always.  He's like Cool Hand, things just seem easy for him.  He started playing basketball last year and killing it. He's almost 6' already. It's like an adult playing with children.  Needless to say, really fun to watch. He's also ripping the cover off the baseball.  He was somewhat close at the end of last season but I think he may actually hit a few over the fence this year and they're college type fields.  Most importantly he's still excelling at school.  Puberty is a kick in the ### and there seems to be an endless stream of girls at the door looking for him but he has gotten almost all A's and a few B's since 1Q.  They placed him in all honors classes so he wasn't used to being challenged that much.

The great news is Cal is doing wonderful. No calls from school, no crazy outbursts.  His second consecutive quarter of straight A's.  He somehow managed to get a B in computers in 1Q which is mind boggling or else he would have a clean sweep. He has friends.  Damn it anyway that makes me happier than anything. A friend of his stopped by today out of the blue to give him a Popeye's chicken sandwich.  About a dozen times now he has been gone all day and into the night. He's responsible though, unlike his old man, and  doesn't drink or smoke.  He's happy....what more could I ask for?  Other than of course him playing football!!  He's closing in on 6'2 and will be 16 in May.   He has lost a lot of weight too. Walks almost every day and doesn't snack all the time.

I make sure to tell both of my boys how proud I am of them on a regular basis.  They don't follow  my "words of wisdom" all the time but it's obvious they take it to heart.

Pep is doing well after he back surgery.   My knees miss all of the pain pills on hand.  I can't squat and stand up without extreme pain. So I started taking guitar lessons.  After 3 lessons I'm basically Jimi Hendrix already.

 
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Know who I miss? My Great Grandmother.  My Father's, Mother, Mother. I was lucky enough to have her around  into my mid 30's.  Right now she would put her hand on mine and say "everything is going to be alright doll".  She was ####### tough as nails most of the time but she also knew how  to read a situation. She kept things in order. She kept the family in order. I miss her so.

 
I used to cut her grass every week as a kid. It was tough work. She had a big yard with a lot of slopes and fruit trees. (When you live through the Depression you plant fruit trees)

After a time, several years, I was probably 15, she offered me a beer after work. I was a man. Sit down, cool off,relax with her.

 
We all called her Nonnie and she ruled the Family.

Just like everything in my life I was made to work. So when I was taught to cut her grass at 11 it's what I did, no questions asked.

 
She was always keeping an eye on me. Probably knew I wasn't the best role model. Waited for the right moment.........I was what I was and now  I'm not anymore. She taught me that. It was a possibility.  She didn't try to change me, just laid out the possibilities. I'm glad I listened. I saw one of very GB from back in the day in the paper arrested and going away for a long time.

 
I guess the  final chapter to the story is I do my very best to teach my boys life is fleeting and they need to be the best they can. That's why I started guitar.  I pushed, they pushed back.

Game on

 
Know who I miss? My Great Grandmother.  My Father's, Mother, Mother. I was lucky enough to have her around  into my mid 30's.  Right now she would put her hand on mine and say "everything is going to be alright doll".  She was ####### tough as nails most of the time but she also knew how  to read a situation. She kept things in order. She kept the family in order. I miss her so.
Everything will be alright, doll

 
Welcome back, Bob. Love the update and nonnie story. Keep you and your brood safe.

ETA. You've been away awhile...there's thing called "hippling". Pm shuke for more info.

Eta2...why I meant to reply in the first place...so sorry to hear about your mom, but so thankful to hear about your folks' love for eachother. My wife will be dancing a jig on top of the insurance money after I'm gone.

 
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St. Louis Bob said:
We all called her Nonnie and she ruled the Family.

Just like everything in my life I was made to work. So when I was taught to cut her grass at 11 it's what I did, no questions asked.
The kids called my mom 'Nonny' (rhymes with 'Nonnie').  Which is pretty cool since we both have/had important Nonnies in our life. 

After my mom/Nonny died (about two years ago now), a pair of mourning doves started visiting us.  One will remain up on a wire and the other will forage around the yard or garden, drink from the bird bath (got that for my wife on mother's day) or hop around the bern where we planted a dogwood on top of my mom's ashes.  Even for a godless heathen like me, I find it comforting and so when it started, I began saying "Hi nonny!" when the dove would come visit.  She isn't scared of us and will fly down even when we're outside working in the yard or watching the kids ride bikes.  

What really warms the old heart - especially on days like this weekend where uncertainty and worry have set in - is when I hear one of the twins (now four) say out loud "Hey, Nonny is here!  Hi Nonny!".  Happened yesterday and it gave me a little joy and solace.  

To Nonnies!  :cheers:

 
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We would have stayed in Maui longer if my wife had taken her laptop. That was really short-sighted in retrospect. Things were much less stupid there. On the plane on the way back, the woman across the aisle was telling us her life's story, and she was the Gary Payton of storytellers. I couldn't shake her for anything. At some point she said she was incredibly relieved to be headed home, "Because being stranded in Maui would be a nightmare."

I couldn't restrain my smartassedness any longer and let her know being stranded in Boise would be a nightmare. Being "stranded" in Maui would be a ####### gift. Well, it turns out she really likes Boise. She has a brother who lives there and... long story short, I'm in the market for noise canceling headphones.

 
The kids called my mom 'Nonny' (rhymes with 'Nonnie').  Which is pretty cool since we both have/had important Nonnies in our life. 

After my mom/Nonny died (about two years ago now), a pair of mourning doves started visiting us.  One will remain up on a wire and the other will forage around the yard or garden, drink from the bird bath (got that for my wife on mother's day) or hop around the bern where we planted a dogwood on top of my mom's ashes.  Even for a godless heathen like me, I find it comforting and so when it started, I began saying "Hi nonny!" when the dove would come visit.  She isn't scared of us and will fly down even when we're outside working in the yard or watching the kids ride bikes.  

What really warms the old heart - especially on days like this weekend where uncertainty and worry have set in - is when I hear one of the twins (now four) say out loud "Hey, Nonny is here!  Hi Nonny!".  Happened yesterday and it gave me a little joy and solace.  

To Nonnies!  :cheers:
I called my grandmother Nonny.  Apparently she was a tough, difficult person to deal with and maybe even outright mean to some, but I would have never known it.  She was sweet to her grandchildren and spoiled us rotten.   Always made cookies, including bird's nest cookies that I have not seen since she died many years ago.

So, to Nonnies! :banned:

 
The kids called my mom 'Nonny' (rhymes with 'Nonnie').  Which is pretty cool since we both have/had important Nonnies in our life. 

After my mom/Nonny died (about two years ago now), a pair of mourning doves started visiting us.  One will remain up on a wire and the other will forage around the yard or garden, drink from the bird bath (got that for my wife on mother's day) or hop around the bern where we planted a dogwood on top of my mom's ashes.  Even for a godless heathen like me, I find it comforting and so when it started, I began saying "Hi nonny!" when the dove would come visit.  She isn't scared of us and will fly down even when we're outside working in the yard or watching the kids ride bikes.  

What really warms the old heart - especially on days like this weekend where uncertainty and worry have set in - is when I hear one of the twins (now four) say out loud "Hey, Nonny is here!  Hi Nonny!".  Happened yesterday and it gave me a little joy and solace.  

To Nonnies!  :cheers:
Also 'Dawny'.

 
My niece joking called my mom Me-Maw one time and my mom was like oh my god I hate that.  Years later once we had kids of our own I made them refer to her has Me-Maw and she has since embraced it 

 
Tomorrow is the last day until April 14.  

As of now we still have to go in every day.

No idea why.
Same reason the company I work for was quick to send out an internal email saying that our services are essential when the governor ordered that all non-essential businesses be closed: because management hates the idea of employees thinking they can just sit home doing nothing for several weeks.

 
Same reason the company I work for was quick to send out an internal email saying that our services are essential when the governor ordered that all non-essential businesses be closed: because management hates the idea of employees thinking they can just sit home doing nothing for several weeks.
my company issued a handbook that said we are considered "critical to US infrastructure".

 
Hey gang, sorry for being a horrible iFriend.   Let's be honest, I love you guys and think about you all the time.

Let me get the bad news out of the way first.  My Mother has lung cancer. It's malignant. She just turned 69 and hasn't had a cig in almost 40 years.  Dad doesn't smoke either except when I'm a horrible influence on him and we're getting drunk together.  SWEAR TO GOD, SAVE IT, everything will be okay one way or another. I admit that I'm scared to death that if she were to pass Dad would be right behind her.  They love each other so much.  Scared but that gives me comfort too.  I wish we could all love each other as much as those two love each other.

Good news is Dylan turned 13 today.  Kid is doing well as always.  He's like Cool Hand, things just seem easy for him.  He started playing basketball last year and killing it. He's almost 6' already. It's like an adult playing with children.  Needless to say, really fun to watch. He's also ripping the cover off the baseball.  He was somewhat close at the end of last season but I think he may actually hit a few over the fence this year and they're college type fields.  Most importantly he's still excelling at school.  Puberty is a kick in the ### and there seems to be an endless stream of girls at the door looking for him but he has gotten almost all A's and a few B's since 1Q.  They placed him in all honors classes so he wasn't used to being challenged that much.

The great news is Cal is doing wonderful. No calls from school, no crazy outbursts.  His second consecutive quarter of straight A's.  He somehow managed to get a B in computers in 1Q which is mind boggling or else he would have a clean sweep. He has friends.  Damn it anyway that makes me happier than anything. A friend of his stopped by today out of the blue to give him a Popeye's chicken sandwich.  About a dozen times now he has been gone all day and into the night. He's responsible though, unlike his old man, and  doesn't drink or smoke.  He's happy....what more could I ask for?  Other than of course him playing football!!  He's closing in on 6'2 and will be 16 in May.   He has lost a lot of weight too. Walks almost every day and doesn't snack all the time.

I make sure to tell both of my boys how proud I am of them on a regular basis.  They don't follow  my "words of wisdom" all the time but it's obvious they take it to heart.

Pep is doing well after he back surgery.   My knees miss all of the pain pills on hand.  I can't squat and stand up without extreme pain. So I started taking guitar lessons.  After 3 lessons I'm basically Jimi Hendrix already.
Aw, my sweet GB.  You know I’m a huge fan of Dyl and Cal.  So happy to hear updates on them.

 
We pronounced Nonnie as "no-knee" although I've heard the Italians pronounce it "nah-knee" like you guys have posted.   Of course she was German and didn't learn English until her 30's.

 
I survived the hamptons yesterday, in case you guys were worried.

honestly no idea what NYC will look like over the coming week. I know home will be a living a hell, with all four of us crammed in there 24/7. I'm at the office now- might use it as a refuge from that... about 10% of our staff is here, the rest "working" remotely. but I'm hearing buildings (I'm talking uppity white folk NYC apartment buildings where a lot of our projects are located) are either shutting down completely (for outsiders) or are requiring serious check-ins for all outside contractors- masks, gloves, limited numbers, temperature checks. tomorrow, who knows.

we're stocked up for now, supply-chain willing. although I wanted to strangle and force-feed one of my cats for thumbing her nose at her breakfast this morning. 

 
TBH, I'd rather work unmasked and ungloved from the manure stalls of the camel race track in Pakistan than work from home.
I always work from home and I love it, but it's usually just me and the cat.   Roverkid is learning new songs on her electric guitar to pass the time, so that's a bit distracting but if it gets bad I'll close my door and listen to a podcast.

Trying the Drizzly app for the first time.  They just called and my booze delivery is going to be early.   Keeping the bar stocked is a priority, and yesterday I noticed the grocery store was out of most normal brands and was filling in the gaps with weird liqueurs to make the shelves look full and not panic the drinkers.  

Also, wine.com $20 off every order of $200.   

 
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This work from fully/over-stocked home thing... As hard as it's been to stop touching my face- need to stop eating all this food.

 
I enjoy working from home, but I’m used to doing it at least a couple days a week. I love cranking up the music and not having to wear headphones, the bathrooms are much cleaner, and the break room is first rate. My home office is much better than either my cube at my office or the one at my client’s building. Have I mentioned the commute? I know not everyone has the choice, but try working at home a chance. It’s inevitable anyway. 

 
Just got a group text because someone found a gas station that had toilet paper.   
My son works at a sports apparel shop in the mall.  Jerseys, shirts, hats, and everything and anything you can sell with a Boise St logo on it.  Some guy came in yesterday and noticed they had Boise St hand sanitizer.   My son said he's never seen anyone buy it and it's been on the shelf for months.  This guy bought all five boxes they had.  :lmao:

 
Drizzly is awesome.   Just got 5 bottles of booze delivered to my door.   I'm rocking this social distancing thing.

 
I enjoy working from home, but I’m used to doing it at least a couple days a week. I love cranking up the music and not having to wear headphones, the bathrooms are much cleaner, and the break room is first rate. My home office is much better than either my cube at my office or the one at my client’s building. Have I mentioned the commute? I know not everyone has the choice, but try working at home a chance. It’s inevitable anyway. 
Now imagine it with 3 crazed and deranged animals running around this same home.  They shriek and cry with noises that gyrate down the spine and stick inside your eardrums like there was flypaper in your cochleas.  You try to evade them, hide, lock doors but they find you and they don't let up.  They never.  Let up.  Relentless in their pursuit for more food, more attention, a charged iPad, finding the remote.  You shout back "PLEASE, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, I'M WORKING!" but they feed off your emotions, detecting weaknesses they can exploit.  You try reason and bribery, but you've now exposed yourself to vulnerability. Oh, the home was big when you first bought it, double the size of anything you've ever lived in prior but suddenly, the expanse is very finite and the square footage feels like square centimeters.  There's a woman present who can help you, but she doesn't.  She hates you.  She hates that you did this to her.  You must suffer now too, she is no longer alone.  Oh, your commute is much better?  Partner, you'd walk to Pluto right now to spend the next 10 years filling out cover pages to TPS reports.  Oh, you wanna crank up the music?  Good idea "Alexa, play me some 90's grunge and play it loud!".....but the animals thwart you.  They cackle and shout louder "ALEXA, PLAY BABY SHARK!"......Break room?  There are no more breaks.  

 
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I walked to the liquor store at lunch. Hey, my gym is closed.
I stocked up in Daytona last weekend and have been collecting crowlers of beer the last few weekends when out with friends so I’m good for at least a month. It’s good thing I did bc all the bars and restaurants will be closed starting tonight. Most of the breweries are flat out closed until further notice.

 
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painting with words ...so beautiful


Now imagine it with 3 crazed and deranged animals running around this same home.  They shriek and cry with noises that gyrate down the spine and stick inside your eardrums like there was flypaper in your cochleas.  You try to evade them, hide, lock doors but they find you and they don't let up.  They never.  Let up.  Relentless in their pursuit for more food, more attention, a charged iPad, finding the remote.  You shout back "PLEASE, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, I'M WORKING!" but they feed off your emotions, detecting weaknesses they can exploit.  You try reason and bribery, but you've now exposed yourself to be vulnerable. Oh, the home was big when you first bought it, double the size of anything you've ever lived in prior but suddenly, the expanse is very finite and the square footage feels like square centimeters.  There's a woman present who can help you, but she doesn't.  She hates you.  She hates that you did this to her.  You must suffer now too, she is no longer alone.  Oh, you're commute is much better?  Partner, you'd walk to Pluto right now to spend the next 10 years filling out cover pages to TPS reports.  Oh, you wanna crank up the music?  Good idea "Alexa, play me some 90's grunge and play it loud!".....but the animals thwart you.  They cackle and shout louder "ALEXA, PLAY BABY SHARK!"......Break room?  There are no more breaks.  

 

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