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it's funny that the guy who lives in Rhode Island is a bigger Raiders fan than the guy who lives IN Oakland
I don't live in Oakland proper anymore. Oakland not a very good place to raise a kid unless you have big money for private school.My Dad used to root for them (I had a Kenny King jersey as a kid), but switched sides as soon as the Raiders bailed and moved to LA. Smart move, IMO. The Raiders are run like North Korea, recipe for constant heartache.
 
Instant replay is killing pro football viewing. They took an extra 5 minutes to review a PAT in the Pats/Chargers game because they thought that San Diego MIGHT have had 12 men on the field. Between the constant review breaks and the godawful commercials, the NFL is quickly becoming painful to watch.

UGH

 
Mr.Pack, I hate how things are going for you right now. Let me know if there's anything at all to do to help.

Guster, not a very exciting story from Belgium. We ended up only having a little over a day to spend as we had to get back to Luxembourg (long boring story), so we stayed in Brussels and didn't hit Bruges. We did go to several of your suggestions, including Cafe Leon (we were wandering in the area looking for lunch and I remembered it from your list!), the waffle place, the chocolate place, Delirium Cafe (we were there in the middle of the day so the crowd was not bad), another bar on your list...all awesome! My only regret is not making Les Brassins. We were just tired and didn't make a reservation in time and worried about its small size and being far from the hotel (near Delirium, etc.).

By the way, Luxembourg was teh awesomes--if you ever go I have tons of recommendations.

Anyway, you're the best, and thank you again for taking so much time to give us recommendations. If anyone's ever going to Belgium, Guster's your man! :thumbup:

 
Mr.Pack, I hate how things are going for you right now. Let me know if there's anything at all to do to help.Guster, not a very exciting story from Belgium. We ended up only having a little over a day to spend as we had to get back to Luxembourg (long boring story), so we stayed in Brussels and didn't hit Bruges. We did go to several of your suggestions, including Cafe Leon (we were wandering in the area looking for lunch and I remembered it from your list!), the waffle place, the chocolate place, Delirium Cafe (we were there in the middle of the day so the crowd was not bad), another bar on your list...all awesome! My only regret is not making Les Brassins. We were just tired and didn't make a reservation in time and worried about its small size and being far from the hotel (near Delirium, etc.).By the way, Luxembourg was teh awesomes--if you ever go I have tons of recommendations.Anyway, you're the best, and thank you again for taking so much time to give us recommendations. If anyone's ever going to Belgium, Guster's your man! :thumbup:
Cool! Glad you had fun. Sounds like you managed to hit a lot of good spots. If you went to any other places you liked, let me know and I'll add to my list :thumbup: if anyone else ever makes their way to Belgium and is looking for some recos, let me know. Underrated country if you like food and drink.
 
so my buddy messages me on facebook. after a few minutes of chatting he mentions that he is currently flying to San Fran. I ask him if he should be on facebook considering he is the pilot. He didn't seem too concerned. :unsure:

 
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so my buddy messages me on facebook. after a few minutes of chatting he mentions that he is currently flying to San Fran. I ask him if he should be on facebook considering he is the pilot. He didn't seem too concerned. :unsure:
It's all ball bearings these days
 
Our best friends separated recently... at least that's what he thinks. She has pretty much moved on, getting a new pad and a new french boyfriend. I'm actually ok with this for them (or at least for her)- she's really successful and up for anything and he's been a lump for a while, not into any of the things she wants to do, and pretty much continuously holding her back from living the life she wants to live. What I am NOT ok with, is that I too am a lump, and I too do my best to keep my wife from living the life she wants to live; I don't this putting any ideas into my wife's pretty little noggin.Right now, she is at a "girls' " night at our friend's place with our another single girl-friend. These girls used to be identical in life-style to the Sex in the City girls back when they were single, with my wife being horsey. Lots of crazy parties and guys. See, fortunately, we've got two kids (including an infant), so she can't just up and leave for some frog. Right? Nothing to worry about here, right? ####.
:unsure:
 
Spent last night in the emergency room.

Just after the Bills game I felt a wicked pain creeping in my upper stomach. I get indigestion in the intestines now and then, but this was different. The hours worked me over good. I went from fighting the schoolyard bully to Iron Mike by the fifth hour. It felt like that too. Like a prize fighter had decided to hang his hat in my stomach and use my abs as a punching bag. After six hours I threw in the towel and had the wife bring me in.

It was the worst pain in my life. Could barely walk. Barely talk. Was gasping for air. No exaggeration.

For example, while at the hospital a red-headed couger shoved her finger up my pooper with my wife watching, and I was in so much agony I couldn't even make the joke that, in another context, this would have been the greatest moment of my life. I just wrenched in pain and cursed my stomach for not letting me enjoy this.

Ulcer was mentioned as a possible culprit. Gall bladder too. The big C was whispered with nervous quiet. Should find out today. Pretty sure they're going to make me blow something so long it'd make John Holmes blush.

This is what I get for watching the Bills instead of going to my son's first soccer game, huh?

Anyway, the good news is it's 2am and the pain is mostly gone. Still mighty sore though. But lob some positive karma my way, my ifriends. I'm in a bad way here.

:(

 
Spent last night in the emergency room. Just after the Bills game I felt a wicked pain creeping in my upper stomach. I get indigestion in the intestines now and then, but this was different. The hours worked me over good. I went from fighting the schoolyard bully to Iron Mike by the fifth hour. It felt like that too. Like a prize fighter had decided to hang his hat in my stomach and use my abs as a punching bag. After six hours I threw in the towel and had the wife bring me in. It was the worst pain in my life. Could barely walk. Barely talk. Was gasping for air. No exaggeration.For example, while at the hospital a red-headed couger shoved her finger up my pooper with my wife watching, and I was in so much agony I couldn't even make the joke that, in another context, this would have been the greatest moment of my life. I just wrenched in pain and cursed my stomach for not letting me enjoy this.Ulcer was mentioned as a possible culprit. Gall bladder too. The big C was whispered with nervous quiet. Should find out today. Pretty sure they're going to make me blow something so long it'd make John Holmes blush.This is what I get for watching the Bills instead of going to my son's first soccer game, huh?Anyway, the good news is it's 2am and the pain is mostly gone. Still mighty sore though. But lob some positive karma my way, my ifriends. I'm in a bad way here. :(
Screw off. I hope it's cancer. *Nothing I hope for ever happens...so you're good, brother. :thumbup:
 
Spent last night in the emergency room. Just after the Bills game I felt a wicked pain creeping in my upper stomach. I get indigestion in the intestines now and then, but this was different. The hours worked me over good. I went from fighting the schoolyard bully to Iron Mike by the fifth hour. It felt like that too. Like a prize fighter had decided to hang his hat in my stomach and use my abs as a punching bag. After six hours I threw in the towel and had the wife bring me in. It was the worst pain in my life. Could barely walk. Barely talk. Was gasping for air. No exaggeration.For example, while at the hospital a red-headed couger shoved her finger up my pooper with my wife watching, and I was in so much agony I couldn't even make the joke that, in another context, this would have been the greatest moment of my life. I just wrenched in pain and cursed my stomach for not letting me enjoy this.Ulcer was mentioned as a possible culprit. Gall bladder too. The big C was whispered with nervous quiet. Should find out today. Pretty sure they're going to make me blow something so long it'd make John Holmes blush.This is what I get for watching the Bills instead of going to my son's first soccer game, huh?Anyway, the good news is it's 2am and the pain is mostly gone. Still mighty sore though. But lob some positive karma my way, my ifriends. I'm in a bad way here. :(
so youre saying if my stomach hurts, i should prolly stick something up my butt?
 
Our best friends separated recently... at least that's what he thinks. She has pretty much moved on, getting a new pad and a new french boyfriend.

I'm actually ok with this for them (or at least for her)- she's really successful and up for anything and he's been a lump for a while, not into any of the things she wants to do, and pretty much continuously holding her back from living the life she wants to live.

What I am NOT ok with, is that I too am a lump, and I too do my best to keep my wife from living the life she wants to live; I don't this putting any ideas into my wife's pretty little noggin.

Right now, she is at a "girls' " night at our friend's place with our another single girl-friend. These girls used to be identical in life-style to the Sex in the City girls back when they were single, with my wife being horsey. Lots of crazy parties and guys. See, fortunately, we've got two kids (including an infant), so she can't just up and leave for some frog. Right? Nothing to worry about here, right? ####.
:unsure:
:lol:

I appreciate the honest replies to this.

I think the gist of what I was trying to say got a little mixed up by the fact that I was home alone drinking and watching that goofy title fight on an info-webz stream. My issue isn't that I'm a lump*. My issue that night was that the wifey would be amidst a barrage of complaints about another lump, and with some drink in her was going to inevitably redirect those lumpy criticism at me in a late night litany of "I'm right, you're wrong". Fortunately, this did not happen- and in fact seemed to... or at least pretend to... appreciate me a little bit more the next morning.

I WIN.

*FTR- I do not think of myself as a lump, but included that for the purposes of the story. And because I was drunk and home alone and maybe feeling a little lumpy.

 
Spent last night in the emergency room. Just after the Bills game I felt a wicked pain creeping in my upper stomach. I get indigestion in the intestines now and then, but this was different. The hours worked me over good. I went from fighting the schoolyard bully to Iron Mike by the fifth hour. It felt like that too. Like a prize fighter had decided to hang his hat in my stomach and use my abs as a punching bag. After six hours I threw in the towel and had the wife bring me in. It was the worst pain in my life. Could barely walk. Barely talk. Was gasping for air. No exaggeration.For example, while at the hospital a red-headed couger shoved her finger up my pooper with my wife watching, and I was in so much agony I couldn't even make the joke that, in another context, this would have been the greatest moment of my life. I just wrenched in pain and cursed my stomach for not letting me enjoy this.Ulcer was mentioned as a possible culprit. Gall bladder too. The big C was whispered with nervous quiet. Should find out today. Pretty sure they're going to make me blow something so long it'd make John Holmes blush.This is what I get for watching the Bills instead of going to my son's first soccer game, huh?Anyway, the good news is it's 2am and the pain is mostly gone. Still mighty sore though. But lob some positive karma my way, my ifriends. I'm in a bad way here. :(
:unsure:GL dp- I'll wait to relay my story until after you find out more.
 
Spent last night in the emergency room. Just after the Bills game I felt a wicked pain creeping in my upper stomach. I get indigestion in the intestines now and then, but this was different. The hours worked me over good. I went from fighting the schoolyard bully to Iron Mike by the fifth hour. It felt like that too. Like a prize fighter had decided to hang his hat in my stomach and use my abs as a punching bag. After six hours I threw in the towel and had the wife bring me in. It was the worst pain in my life. Could barely walk. Barely talk. Was gasping for air. No exaggeration.For example, while at the hospital a red-headed couger shoved her finger up my pooper with my wife watching, and I was in so much agony I couldn't even make the joke that, in another context, this would have been the greatest moment of my life. I just wrenched in pain and cursed my stomach for not letting me enjoy this.Ulcer was mentioned as a possible culprit. Gall bladder too. The big C was whispered with nervous quiet. Should find out today. Pretty sure they're going to make me blow something so long it'd make John Holmes blush.This is what I get for watching the Bills instead of going to my son's first soccer game, huh?Anyway, the good news is it's 2am and the pain is mostly gone. Still mighty sore though. But lob some positive karma my way, my ifriends. I'm in a bad way here. :(
so youre saying if my stomach hurts, i should prolly stick something up my butt?
I think he is saying that if your stomach hurts, you should check your butt to make sure you didn't misplace something there.
 
Spent last night in the emergency room. Just after the Bills game I felt a wicked pain creeping in my upper stomach. I get indigestion in the intestines now and then, but this was different. The hours worked me over good. I went from fighting the schoolyard bully to Iron Mike by the fifth hour. It felt like that too. Like a prize fighter had decided to hang his hat in my stomach and use my abs as a punching bag. After six hours I threw in the towel and had the wife bring me in. It was the worst pain in my life. Could barely walk. Barely talk. Was gasping for air. No exaggeration.For example, while at the hospital a red-headed couger shoved her finger up my pooper with my wife watching, and I was in so much agony I couldn't even make the joke that, in another context, this would have been the greatest moment of my life. I just wrenched in pain and cursed my stomach for not letting me enjoy this.Ulcer was mentioned as a possible culprit. Gall bladder too. The big C was whispered with nervous quiet. Should find out today. Pretty sure they're going to make me blow something so long it'd make John Holmes blush.This is what I get for watching the Bills instead of going to my son's first soccer game, huh?Anyway, the good news is it's 2am and the pain is mostly gone. Still mighty sore though. But lob some positive karma my way, my ifriends. I'm in a bad way here. :(
so youre saying if my stomach hurts, i should prolly stick something up my butt?
It couldn't hurt! Actually, it could. She was just checking for blood, which could indicate a whole slew of very nasty problems (I'm clean). But I expected her to caress my head and whisper a few things in my ear, then work it in. No. What she did reminded me of why Michel Foucault compared hospitals to prisons, and why he preferred LA bathhouses.**sorry for the lit dork reference. Seeing the doc this morning. Intuition says this is the stirrings of an ulcer, though I wouldn't call myself particularly stressed lately. Depressed a bit, but not freaking-out stressed. The whole thing is just weird. I'm sure I'll be fine. :thumbup:
 
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Is it bad that I just thought I might need an emergency appendectomy and that people sometimes die from unforeseen complications, so I better delete all the porn on my computer before I leave?

I realize my crazy fears are very first worldy.

 
Is it bad that I just thought I might need an emergency appendectomy and that people sometimes die from unforeseen complications, so I better delete all the porn on my computer before I leave?I realize my crazy fears are very first worldy.
How are you feeling today? Same pain?
 
Is it bad that I just thought I might need an emergency appendectomy and that people sometimes die from unforeseen complications, so I better delete all the porn on my computer before I leave?

I realize my crazy fears are very first worldy.
How are you feeling today? Same pain?
Still sore, but the pain is mostly gone.
Have the Mrs. PM your address. I live close enough to come over and mourn with her.(glll mang)

 
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Thanks for all the birthday wishes you would have given had you known today was my birthday.
:cry:
I was going for the dry, sarcastic tone. Too much pity? Maybe I should have added some swearing.
Happy belated birthday desert rose.
Thank you! Went to my brother's for the weekend and he invited a house full to help me celebrate.
Thanks for all the birthday wishes you would have given had you known today was my birthday.
;)Happy birthday, baby. :wub:
Thanks!
You missed mine Rosie. Screw you. :P
Birthday present offer?Late happy birthday, Early!
 
Our best friends separated recently... at least that's what he thinks. She has pretty much moved on, getting a new pad and a new french boyfriend.

I'm actually ok with this for them (or at least for her)- she's really successful and up for anything and he's been a lump for a while, not into any of the things she wants to do, and pretty much continuously holding her back from living the life she wants to live.

What I am NOT ok with, is that I too am a lump, and I too do my best to keep my wife from living the life she wants to live; I don't this putting any ideas into my wife's pretty little noggin.

Right now, she is at a "girls' " night at our friend's place with our another single girl-friend. These girls used to be identical in life-style to the Sex in the City girls back when they were single, with my wife being horsey. Lots of crazy parties and guys. See, fortunately, we've got two kids (including an infant), so she can't just up and leave for some frog. Right? Nothing to worry about here, right? ####.
:unsure:
:lol:

I appreciate the honest replies to this.

I think the gist of what I was trying to say got a little mixed up by the fact that I was home alone drinking and watching that goofy title fight on an info-webz stream. My issue isn't that I'm a lump*. My issue that night was that the wifey would be amidst a barrage of complaints about another lump, and with some drink in her was going to inevitably redirect those lumpy criticism at me in a late night litany of "I'm right, you're wrong". Fortunately, this did not happen- and in fact seemed to... or at least pretend to... appreciate me a little bit more the next morning.

I WIN.

*FTR- I do not think of myself as a lump, but included that for the purposes of the story. And because I was drunk and home alone and maybe feeling a little lumpy.
Thanks, lump.
 
Is it bad that I just thought I might need an emergency appendectomy and that people sometimes die from unforeseen complications, so I better delete all the porn on my computer before I leave?I realize my crazy fears are very first worldy.
How are you feeling today? Same pain?
Still sore, but the pain is mostly gone.
Did they rule out a gall stone attack?
The doc ruled out an ulcer. He thought gall bladder stones was the likely culprit, so he sent me for an ultrasound. But prelims back from the ultrasound shows a nice clean gall bladder.So we're back to an official diagnosis of WTF.Time for another finger...
 
A mad sinus headache & congestion had me hopped up on meds on the couch yesterday.

It got worse during the ND-Michigan game, so even though I was crazy yelling happy as ND went up 14-0, I popped two benedryl and settled in for a more mellow experience. The last thing I remember was ND being up 24-21 and Michigan trying to make a game of it, despite ND dominating them on both sides of the ball. Then I passed out.

I pretty sure I won here. ME = WINNING.
Wow.....I take 2 Benadryl, 2 Tylenol PM, and a 10mg Ambien every night before bed....... I still rarely sleep more than 5 hours, and definitely not a sound sleep.

:bag:
I took a triple dose of Nyquil and 4 OTC sleeping pills around 11:30 and was still wide awake at 2:30. :kicksrock:
What the hell is wrong with you people?...ok, I used to be this way too. It's all stress. When I find time to meditate (zazen) 3-4 times a week and give it to the wife at least 3 times a week, I sleep like a baby for 6-7 hours and wake up fully rested.

When I can't meditate and my wife and I are too tired to play romper room, I have trouble falling asleep and either 1. drift but don't sleep all night, or 2. sleep lightly and wake up after 3-4 hours unable to fall back asleep.

Don't up the medication, Elvis, deal with the stress and you'll sleep fine. :thumbup:
Yea, serious stress here no doubt, but don't see it ending anytime soon.I have a very close friend who is dying, only 2-3 weeks to live.

I owe over $20k to the IRS.

Have car problems.

Can barely afford to live right now.

And that's only the beginning.

I should start :banned: heavily, but my dad died of cirhosis as he was an aloholic, so I just don't.

:shotguntothehead:
Yikes, sorry to hear this GB.
JFC I just remembered I talked Mrs. SLB into strip poker last night and lost. :bag:
Pretty sure she's the one that lost, GB.
:goodposting: The terrorists have won.Hey Bills, thanks for showing up in the 4th quarter and not covering by a point. :thumbup:

 
Is it bad that I just thought I might need an emergency appendectomy and that people sometimes die from unforeseen complications, so I better delete all the porn on my computer before I leave?I realize my crazy fears are very first worldy.
How are you feeling today? Same pain?
Still sore, but the pain is mostly gone.
Sounds like the finger up the butt worked. :thumbup: GB modern medicine.
Longing for leaches since aught-nine
 
I just uncorked a larger than normal size wager on ONE NFL game this weekend. See if you can guess which one it is....Also, am I the only idiot who thought St. Louis Bob's NFL contest was ATS? :bag:
Tampa +3 looks pretty freakin good.
Cle -3 not bad eitherETA: read that line wrong.
Buffalo was awesome in Week 1, so they'll be awesome again in Week 2. That's how the NFL works.
sounds more like a bet against Oakland than a bet for Buffalo.
I'd be more inclined to keep betting against KC.
:goodpoastings:
 
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dharmapunk - Hope you feel better soon. I had something similar happen to me. Came back from San Francisco with an infected seed in my colon. The official diagnosis was something called diverticulosis and it was very painful. But they gave me good pain meds, some anti-biotics and it healed up real nice.

Happy belated birthday, Rosie.

I watched football with my buddy Q yesterday from 10am until 5pm. When I got home, I tried to pretend like I was sober and romantic, so I told the wife that we could watch a movie we rented called "True Grit" and not the Atlanta/Phily game, of which I had over $500 on the home dog; a bet I made on my smart phone 12 beers and 2 Jamesons into the day (I had my wife drop me off at the bar at 10am...planning ahead :bowtie: ). Really happy that Sportsbook.com allows me to make wagers from my smart phone. I can't see what could ever go wrong with this.

Anyhow, we curled up in the blankets, turned off the lights, put on the movie and about 3 mintues into the little girl talking, I was out. Woke up at 9pm, grabbed my phone and saw the Falcons came back to win! :excited:

But uh, the wife...yeah, she thinks I'm a lump. :mellow:

 
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