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Dylan was at a Scout camp tonight. One of the dad's, Forrest, (obviously a nefariously fellow) brought him home.

Me: Dyl, did you have fun?

Dylan: It was great! We shot BB guns!!

Me: Let me get you dinner....

With my help he makes himself a bologna sandwich, oranges and yogurt. We sit outside while he eats. He notices I'm not eating and offers me half of his sandwich even though he's still hungry. :wub:

Dyl: Where's the ball you caught today? I saw you on TV at the Cardinal game

Me: Man, stupid ball hit my hand and bent my finger back. Too sweaty I guess. I should have used two hands like I taught you.

Dyl: That's okay daddy, maybe next time. :) You should have used two hands though.

Then:

Dyl: Daddy, how is there a blueberry plant? You need a seed right? How do you get a seed if there isn't a plant to start with?

Me: :Try explaining evolution to a 7 yo:

Dyl: I don't understand... lightening bug!!!!

Next

Dyl: I found a slide that somebody threw away. Daddy, is there a place maybe where I can clean this up and trade it for a new guitar?

Then he asked about Mars which is prominent in the sky. He knew that it is basically red dust and how there used to (probably) have water on there. Little dude is smart. He shot BB guns!!!

He asked to sleep with me tonight like I let him two nights ago. ####er flops around like a giant tuna out of water. Plus he has his mother's talent on tickling the bottom of my feet while he sleeps. F that noise.

ETA

Dylan is the perfect soldier which scares me a bit. He'll do anything you ask of him without complaint. It's awesome as a parent but I'm drilling into his head that he shouldn't be that way.

 
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So I kinda ended things with FWB tonight. She took it surprisingly well, but wants one last rendezvous.
That is a shocking surprise.
Dylan was at a Scout camp tonight. One of the dad's, Forrest, (obviously a nefariously fellow) brought him home.

Me: Dyl, did you have fun?

Dylan: It was great! We shot BB guns!!

Me: Let me get you dinner....

With my help he makes himself a bologna sandwich, oranges and yogurt. We sit outside while he eats. He notices I'm not eating and offers me half of his sandwich even though he's still hungry. :wub:

Dyl: Where's the ball you caught today? I saw you on TV at the Cardinal game

Me: Man, stupid ball hit my hand and bent my finger back. Too sweaty I guess. I should have used two hands like I taught you.

Dyl: That's okay daddy, maybe next time. :) You should have used two hands though.

Then:

Dyl: Daddy, how is there a blueberry plant? You need a seed right? How do you get a seed if there isn't a plant to start with?

Me: :Try explaining evolution to a 7 yo:

Dyl: I don't understand... lightening bug!!!!

Next

Dyl: I found a slide that somebody threw away. Daddy, is there a place maybe where I can clean this up and trade it for a new guitar?

Then he asked about Mars which is prominent in the sky. He knew that it is basically red dust and how there used to (probably) have water on there. Little dude is smart. He shot BB guns!!!

He asked to sleep with me tonight like I let him two nights ago. ####er flops around like a giant tuna out of water. Plus he has his mother's talent on tickling the bottom of my feet while he sleeps. F that noise.
Sounds like a great time, GB.

 
So I kinda ended things with FWB tonight. She took it surprisingly well, but wants one last rendezvous.
That is a shocking surprise.
Dylan was at a Scout camp tonight. One of the dad's, Forrest, (obviously a nefariously fellow) brought him home.

Me: Dyl, did you have fun?

Dylan: It was great! We shot BB guns!!

Me: Let me get you dinner....

With my help he makes himself a bologna sandwich, oranges and yogurt. We sit outside while he eats. He notices I'm not eating and offers me half of his sandwich even though he's still hungry. :wub:

Dyl: Where's the ball you caught today? I saw you on TV at the Cardinal game

Me: Man, stupid ball hit my hand and bent my finger back. Too sweaty I guess. I should have used two hands like I taught you.

Dyl: That's okay daddy, maybe next time. :) You should have used two hands though.

Then:

Dyl: Daddy, how is there a blueberry plant? You need a seed right? How do you get a seed if there isn't a plant to start with?

Me: :Try explaining evolution to a 7 yo:

Dyl: I don't understand... lightening bug!!!!

Next

Dyl: I found a slide that somebody threw away. Daddy, is there a place maybe where I can clean this up and trade it for a new guitar?

Then he asked about Mars which is prominent in the sky. He knew that it is basically red dust and how there used to (probably) have water on there. Little dude is smart. He shot BB guns!!!

He asked to sleep with me tonight like I let him two nights ago. ####er flops around like a giant tuna out of water. Plus he has his mother's talent on tickling the bottom of my feet while he sleeps. F that noise.
Sounds like a great time, GB.
Not that first quote. Neat board.

 
Abe> Family drama is the suck. We need to set us up a lunch again sometime. I'll come your way.

Bob> I will have to admit enjoying Silver Dollar City in Branson is pretty much the only thing you could do outside of being a pederast that would convince me you aren't the coolest guy in the world.

 
Dylan was at a Scout camp tonight. One of the dad's, Forrest, (obviously a nefariously fellow) brought him home.

Me: Dyl, did you have fun?

Dylan: It was great! We shot BB guns!!

Me: Let me get you dinner....

With my help he makes himself a bologna sandwich, oranges and yogurt. We sit outside while he eats. He notices I'm not eating and offers me half of his sandwich even though he's still hungry. :wub:

Dyl: Where's the ball you caught today? I saw you on TV at the Cardinal game

Me: Man, stupid ball hit my hand and bent my finger back. Too sweaty I guess. I should have used two hands like I taught you.

Dyl: That's okay daddy, maybe next time. :) You should have used two hands though.

Then:

Dyl: Daddy, how is there a blueberry plant? You need a seed right? How do you get a seed if there isn't a plant to start with?

Me: :Try explaining evolution to a 7 yo:

Dyl: I don't understand... lightening bug!!!!

Next

Dyl: I found a slide that somebody threw away. Daddy, is there a place maybe where I can clean this up and trade it for a new guitar?

Then he asked about Mars which is prominent in the sky. He knew that it is basically red dust and how there used to (probably) have water on there. Little dude is smart. He shot BB guns!!!

He asked to sleep with me tonight like I let him two nights ago. ####er flops around like a giant tuna out of water. Plus he has his mother's talent on tickling the bottom of my feet while he sleeps. F that noise.

ETA

Dylan is the perfect soldier which scares me a bit. He'll do anything you ask of him without complaint. It's awesome as a parent but I'm drilling into his head that he shouldn't be that way.
I'm only going to read Bob and half of Bentley's posts about parenting for the next six months. That sounds pretty great. :thumbup:

 
So I kinda ended things with FWB tonight. She took it surprisingly well, but wants one last rendezvous.
That is a shocking surprise.
:lmao: Pretty sure that's the third time I've posted that same phrase... But this time I mean it!
:lmao:

And I just finally got to meet her! Did she ever send the pic we took? I thought her friend was decently cute.
Yeah, I'll send you the pic.

 
So I kinda ended things with FWB tonight. She took it surprisingly well, but wants one last rendezvous.
That is a shocking surprise.
:lmao: Pretty sure that's the third time I've posted that same phrase... But this time I mean it!
:lmao:

And I just finally got to meet her! Did she ever send the pic we took? I thought her friend was decently cute.
Yeah, I'll send you the pic.
FYI - her friend is the perfect barometer of drunkenness. If you think she looks cute, it's time to slow down...

 
So I kinda ended things with FWB tonight. She took it surprisingly well, but wants one last rendezvous.
That is a shocking surprise.
:lmao: Pretty sure that's the third time I've posted that same phrase... But this time I mean it!
:lmao:

And I just finally got to meet her! Did she ever send the pic we took? I thought her friend was decently cute.
Yeah, I'll send you the pic.
FYI - her friend is the perfect barometer of drunkenness. If you think she looks cute, it's time to slow down...
Holy #### I was mistaken. :lmao:

In my defense I had consumed enough substances to make HJS buzzed.

 
Abe> Family drama is the suck. We need to set us up a lunch again sometime. I'll come your way.

Bob> I will have to admit enjoying Silver Dollar City in Branson is pretty much the only thing you could do outside of being a pederast that would convince me you aren't the coolest guy in the world.
Thanks to you GB, Frosty & Proninja.

It was amusement park heaven. It wasn't searing hot and no lines.

Cal is so quick witted and funny. I tell Mrs. SLB to pull into the nearest gas station for some beer which she does. In the parking lot were a bunch of bikers. Cal says "The guys look pretty mean, we shouldn't go in here". I tell him it's fine and he replies " I don't think these guys are worried that there might be a blood thirsty gang traveling around in a maroon minivan."

:lmao:

 
Nice to have you back bob!

My daughter made an awesome, huge, trap today. It's like the one in the game, mousetrap.

My uncle gave her this tent like thing for infants at the park. It's about 4 feet tall and 5 feet wide at the base, made of mesh and tent poles. There is no bottom. It's currently suspended in the air about 6 feet up hanging from a tree in our back yard. The "trigger" is a long rope tied of to her little bench about 15 feet away. It works perfectly. Someone walks under it, release the rope, and BOOM, TRAPPED!!

:)

 
Just saw Ham's thread and that detailed update. Think I'm going to throw up. How horrible. I really don't get what happened at the hospital and wasn't going to ask in there. So the staff had no idea what it was but they decided they couldn't help him any more?

 
Just saw Ham's thread and that detailed update. Think I'm going to throw up. How horrible. I really don't get what happened at the hospital and wasn't going to ask in there. So the staff had no idea what it was but they decided they couldn't help him any more?
I'm pretty sure he basically crashed.
 
Just saw Ham's thread and that detailed update. Think I'm going to throw up. How horrible. I really don't get what happened at the hospital and wasn't going to ask in there. So the staff had no idea what it was but they decided they couldn't help him any more?
Talked to my close friend who is an ER doc about that. He basically said that, yeah, sometimes they don't have a clue. For all of our progress in medicine we only have the tip of the iceberg figured out when it comes to the human body. I too wish i hadn't read that, but not near as much as I wish that thread had never had to be started in the first place.

 
Just saw Ham's thread and that detailed update. Think I'm going to throw up. How horrible. I really don't get what happened at the hospital and wasn't going to ask in there. So the staff had no idea what it was but they decided they couldn't help him any more?
I'm pretty sure he basically crashed.
What do you mean? It sounded like they had to make a decision?

 
Just saw Ham's thread and that detailed update. Think I'm going to throw up. How horrible. I really don't get what happened at the hospital and wasn't going to ask in there. So the staff had no idea what it was but they decided they couldn't help him any more?
I'm pretty sure he basically crashed.
What do you mean? It sounded like they had to make a decision?
I'm not going to re-read that but IIRC his heart stopped and the only way to keep him going was to keep doing compressions.ETA - the relevant details from his account, in spoilers so you all can skip it...

This went on for over an hour, until we were told that the amount of drugs in his body were not survivable. It would take weeks to get them out of his body, he could not produce his own heart beat between compressions, and that is before the reality that he still had whatever it was that caused this.

So they turned him to us and we said our goodbyes.
 
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Every day I see Anson belt buckle ads on my Facebook home page and want to punch Tanner in the #### for making that happen.

 
There were 4 boys sitting behind us, probably 15-16, the one caught it. It was his birthday. They were all pissing excited. He thought it hit the ground, nope.

Apparently my kid saw me on camera f it up.

 
We're putting our house on the market next week. AngryWife is moderately insane about it. Like on Monday she both screamed at me for a half hour and cried for a half hour when I got home from the bar after watching the US game. Her big concern is that we don't actually have anywhere to go. Realtor keeps sending us lots of good places in Abe's neck of the woods but I can't live in the middle of ####### nowhere. Luckily PRchick has been there before and understands my position.

 
Just shoot the lock off that wallet and buy new shutters.
That's what I did, but now I'm having buyer's remorse. For one thing, it has been a hassle getting them special ordered through Lowe's. Then when they were finally in, I show up and opened a few boxes to check them, and half didn't have the hardware in them. But most importantly, I'm a little disappointed in how they look. There is a very faint discoloration on the front at two spots that are opposite of where the mold runners were disconnected. Think of how plastic looks when it is bent past its elastic range, and it turns white.

Plus one of the shutters has a very bad white spot similar to that described in a random spot. And I've only opened 4 of the 10 boxes.
So I ended up taking these back, I took mine down and we hired a guy to paint them.

He was here today while I was at work. I come home and there is blue paint all over the ####ing driveway. I guess he oversprayed quite a bit. When my wife asked him about it he said, "it'll come off".

She paid him and we hadn't signed a contract, so I figured I was SOL. I tried with my electric power washer, got some areas off but not others. Was pissed. Then my wife tells me that I guess he forgot his paint shoes so his feet were all blue, and he asked if he could wash them in our tub. And she let him, in our kids' bathroom. Sigh.

Also, my neighbor told me she saw him carry a 5 gallon bucket down the street and dump it in the sewer. Maybe this was from washing his sprayer? All I know is that the curb and sewer are all blue.

This guy assumes he's getting hired for all our interior work. I don't think so. I emailed him expressing my disappointment, he's coming out next week with his commercial power washer.

 
I love Vin Scully so damn much. If there is anyone in the world who doesn't like Vin Scully, that person deserves Face AIDS.

 
Scully and the Beatles both being garbage are probably the two least-popular opinions I hold. Kind of bored even trying to discuss either at this point.

 
Sometimes people on the internet construct statements in a particular way with the specific intention of getting a reaction.

Headed to a breakfast meeting. Good morning jimtan.

 
37 degrees here in Laramie, WY right now. Mrs. Osaurus is not pleased, but I am loving it. Suck it Florida heat and humidity!

 
We're putting our house on the market next week. AngryWife is moderately insane about it. Like on Monday she both screamed at me for a half hour and cried for a half hour when I got home from the bar after watching the US game. Her big concern is that we don't actually have anywhere to go. Realtor keeps sending us lots of good places in Abe's neck of the woods but I can't live in the middle of ####### nowhere. Luckily PRchick has been there before and understands my position.
Carpool! #### yeah. On the road we go.

 

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