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Obviously, I hate bullies. But I wonder if perhaps we do kids a disservice by not expecting them to solve these problems themselves. I don't mean physically, per se. But when I was bullied (not infrequent, considering I was a fat kid) I learned how to keep my head down and how to defend myself if completely necessary. Part of it was blunted by having an older brother who could stand up for me, but I wonder if all the anti-bullying campaigns don't just make kids more susceptible to bullies. Kind of the antiseptic wipes of social science.
Double edged sword. I've asked my son (11) many times who the bullies are at school and he always answers with no one. Part of me says 'thank goodness', another part of me says 'what kind of school am I sending you to without bullies?'
Or what isn't Nancy telling you?
 
Effin Zooks. During an intimate moment this weekend all I could think of was Spud Webb trying to box out Bill Walton. I hate you. :hot:
:lmao: :lmao: :lmao:
Scary moment for the wife and I today. We spent Friday night in Madison at some friends house because we were heading to the Badger game exhibition today. She got up around 8am to go to the bathroom. I was still half asleep at this point but then heard a loud moan/sigh type noise (can't really explain it) and then a loud BOOM like someone dropped a bowling ball off a balcony onto a picnic table. Turns out she got off the toilet and started seeing white spots. She thought to herself "I better go back to the room and lay down" but it was too late. She fainted as she was reaching for the door and went head first into the corner of the bathroom between the door and the cabinet.

I jumped out of bed and didn't get the sheet completely off my left foot, lost my own balance and went head first into the bedroom door. :lmao:

I didn't lose consciousness, but it hurt like a Mo Fo

I ran out to see what happened. Couldn't find her but then saw the bathroom door was still closed. I couldn't open it so I started knocking. I heard her sort of shuffling around and I'm freaking out. "Are you ok? Can you open the door? What's going on? Talk to me hon!"

She was babbling a bit and we finally got the door open after what seemed like an hour but was really like 5 seconds. She's laying on the ground and said she fainted. I"m no EMT so if I did the wrong thing here, I'll take the heat. But I felt her head, took her pulse and then went to get a cold washcloth and a glass of water. The bathroom floor was cool so she said she just wanted to lay there. I sat with her for a few minutes until she felt ok to sit up. Once she sat up, I went to get her a banana. In a totally non sexual way she hammered that thing down like Kobayashi. That seemed to help and I got her upon her feet after a few more minutes. I walked her back to the bedroom to lay down. Meanwhile the residents of the house were just kinda walking by saying "So, how's it going?" expecting that she was drunk from the night before or something. Kinda upset about that, but I digress.....

We laid in bed for a bit more as I got her more water and tried to make sure she was ok. Then out of nowhere, she says "Is it 9 yet? We gotta get moving! Game is at 11 and there's a bloody and a beer with my name on it!" She was up and at it :snap:

:lmao: I love my wife!

PS She's ok. She's going to the doctor next week to make sure nothing is wrong. Her face is ok, in fact apparently her knee took the brunt of her body weight and that is what hurts right now. She didn't actually drink before the game aside from 1 beer after some more water and some food. She's sleeping now but seemed fine/in good spirits throughout the day.
A good friend of mine went through a spurt of fainting unexpectedly and they connected it to high blood pressure. Be careful with it.
Just got a call from her. She went to the doctor today and everything checked up ok. Although, since she has historically been on the low end of good blood pressure, her doctor ordered her for an echocardiogram later this week just to make sure that it isn't a sign of something more.Otherwise, he didn't feel that her symptoms immediately before or after were of any major concern right now.
Good to hear. :thumbup:

Obviously, I hate bullies. But I wonder if perhaps we do kids a disservice by not expecting them to solve these problems themselves. I don't mean physically, per se. But when I was bullied (not infrequent, considering I was a fat kid) I learned how to keep my head down and how to defend myself if completely necessary. Part of it was blunted by having an older brother who could stand up for me, but I wonder if all the anti-bullying campaigns don't just make kids more susceptible to bullies. Kind of the antiseptic wipes of social science.
I agree for the most part but if something else happens to my 4.5 yo at the hands of a 10.5 yo, I'm going to be having a little talk with this kid's dad that he won't forget.
Had my fair share of bullying when I was a kid, and as angry as I would be if I had an experience with my kid like what you had with Cal, I still would argue that approaching the other kid's dad in any kind of threatening way is ridiculous. Nothing but respect here, SLB, because I know you're a good guy and a great dad and if the guy ends up being a tool, that one's thing, but if your first tactic is to bully the bullyer's father it just makes you a hypocrite.
Not really. "Hey that cop just put that guy in handcuffs because the guy kidnapped someone. What a hypocrite!"
Hello, exactly. I appreciate the thought & compliment Drifter but a 5th grader giving my pre-schooler a bloody nose & beating on my 2nd grader deserves some pretty strong words and rigorous sex with his wife.
More like that guy kidnapped someone so I'm going to kidnap someone related to him. Approaching the father of a bullyer with the sole intention of physically or mentally intimidating him is hypocritical. If the guy seems unconcerned or isn't willing to do anything feel free to kick his ###, but starting off from an agressive posture just makes you the bully. The father didn't necessarily have anything to do with it
 
The problem is that you're asking kids to solve very complex problems that they aren't emotionally or intellectually equipped (for the most part) to solve. For every kid like you that somehow figured out how to get through it there have to be 5 or 10 more that can't do it.

I'm not completely sold on these anti-bullying programs. I just don't think there is a pat answer. But I also don't think we want to get all Darwinian here when it comes to innocent little kids.
Yeah, I think that's a chicken/egg thing. I get that it's torture for some kids. For the worst off in my middle school, every day must have been hell. And I sure as hell wasn't standing up for him. Neither was anyone else.But I'd say that most kids actually do learn how to get through it (while the poor kids who don't have the target put on their backs). I just wonder if by trying to solve these issues with parents and teachers at too early a point, we don't create more kids like the kids who didn't figure it out. Because it's not always self-evident. I imagine that most kids who were constant targets in my day would show up somewhere on the autism/Asberger's spectrum today. It might be more sucessful to teach those kids how to fake it. Social interaction doesn't come naturally to me, and I wonder if I might be even more messed up if I hadn't needed to learn enough to get by.
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger. I think there's truth to that statement, although traumas tend to skew your perceptions all the same. I'm not sure that "harder" is better when it comes to trusting or interacting with people day to day. I know that in junior high I had bully problems - try being the skinny redhead with the after school paper route that goes by the #### wad's house every day and knowing he's going to be sitting outside. I survived.

HE TOOK MY NEWSPAPER

[sCHOOL BAND PIC]

I TOOK HIS LIFE

 
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Effin Zooks. During an intimate moment this weekend all I could think of was Spud Webb trying to box out Bill Walton. I hate you. :hot:
:lmao: :lmao: :lmao:
Scary moment for the wife and I today. We spent Friday night in Madison at some friends house because we were heading to the Badger game exhibition today. She got up around 8am to go to the bathroom. I was still half asleep at this point but then heard a loud moan/sigh type noise (can't really explain it) and then a loud BOOM like someone dropped a bowling ball off a balcony onto a picnic table. Turns out she got off the toilet and started seeing white spots. She thought to herself "I better go back to the room and lay down" but it was too late. She fainted as she was reaching for the door and went head first into the corner of the bathroom between the door and the cabinet.

I jumped out of bed and didn't get the sheet completely off my left foot, lost my own balance and went head first into the bedroom door. :lmao:

I didn't lose consciousness, but it hurt like a Mo Fo

I ran out to see what happened. Couldn't find her but then saw the bathroom door was still closed. I couldn't open it so I started knocking. I heard her sort of shuffling around and I'm freaking out. "Are you ok? Can you open the door? What's going on? Talk to me hon!"

She was babbling a bit and we finally got the door open after what seemed like an hour but was really like 5 seconds. She's laying on the ground and said she fainted. I"m no EMT so if I did the wrong thing here, I'll take the heat. But I felt her head, took her pulse and then went to get a cold washcloth and a glass of water. The bathroom floor was cool so she said she just wanted to lay there. I sat with her for a few minutes until she felt ok to sit up. Once she sat up, I went to get her a banana. In a totally non sexual way she hammered that thing down like Kobayashi. That seemed to help and I got her upon her feet after a few more minutes. I walked her back to the bedroom to lay down. Meanwhile the residents of the house were just kinda walking by saying "So, how's it going?" expecting that she was drunk from the night before or something. Kinda upset about that, but I digress.....

We laid in bed for a bit more as I got her more water and tried to make sure she was ok. Then out of nowhere, she says "Is it 9 yet? We gotta get moving! Game is at 11 and there's a bloody and a beer with my name on it!" She was up and at it :snap:

:lmao: I love my wife!

PS She's ok. She's going to the doctor next week to make sure nothing is wrong. Her face is ok, in fact apparently her knee took the brunt of her body weight and that is what hurts right now. She didn't actually drink before the game aside from 1 beer after some more water and some food. She's sleeping now but seemed fine/in good spirits throughout the day.
A good friend of mine went through a spurt of fainting unexpectedly and they connected it to high blood pressure. Be careful with it.
Just got a call from her. She went to the doctor today and everything checked up ok. Although, since she has historically been on the low end of good blood pressure, her doctor ordered her for an echocardiogram later this week just to make sure that it isn't a sign of something more.Otherwise, he didn't feel that her symptoms immediately before or after were of any major concern right now.
Good to hear. :thumbup:

Obviously, I hate bullies. But I wonder if perhaps we do kids a disservice by not expecting them to solve these problems themselves. I don't mean physically, per se. But when I was bullied (not infrequent, considering I was a fat kid) I learned how to keep my head down and how to defend myself if completely necessary. Part of it was blunted by having an older brother who could stand up for me, but I wonder if all the anti-bullying campaigns don't just make kids more susceptible to bullies. Kind of the antiseptic wipes of social science.
I agree for the most part but if something else happens to my 4.5 yo at the hands of a 10.5 yo, I'm going to be having a little talk with this kid's dad that he won't forget.
Had my fair share of bullying when I was a kid, and as angry as I would be if I had an experience with my kid like what you had with Cal, I still would argue that approaching the other kid's dad in any kind of threatening way is ridiculous. Nothing but respect here, SLB, because I know you're a good guy and a great dad and if the guy ends up being a tool, that one's thing, but if your first tactic is to bully the bullyer's father it just makes you a hypocrite.
Not really. "Hey that cop just put that guy in handcuffs because the guy kidnapped someone. What a hypocrite!"
Hello, exactly. I appreciate the thought & compliment Drifter but a 5th grader giving my pre-schooler a bloody nose & beating on my 2nd grader deserves some pretty strong words and rigorous sex with his wife.
More like that guy kidnapped someone so I'm going to kidnap someone related to him. Approaching the father of a bullyer with the sole intention of physically or mentally intimidating him is hypocritical. If the guy seems unconcerned or isn't willing to do anything feel free to kick his ###, but starting off from an agressive posture just makes you the bully. The father didn't necessarily have anything to do with it
So I should just beat up his kid then? That doesn't seem like a fair fight but hey, whatever.
 
For any of you entertaining the idea of traveling to Eugene, OR to watch the Ducks play or perhaps pay a visit to the UofO for your teenage son or daughters, I highly encourage you NOT to stay at the Value Inn on 99W. Even if you Priceline it for $0.38 and win the bid, do not stay here. For starters, they lost my friend's reservation through a booking error, so to compensate him, the kind Indian fellow offered us a free upgrade to the Jacuzzi Room, which usually comes with a $40 upgrade fee.

As we drove around the building and looked for a spot where his car might actually survive the night absent a break-in, I had a sick feeling that the Jacuzzi Room would, in actuality, be the 'lovers nest' room for rich John's looking to spend that extra buck with a toothless crack hooooor. And sure enough, when we keyed our way into the joint, what do you think awaited us? This. For those struggling with the graphic, that is ONE twin sized bed with purple & lime-green swirled bedding, a gold colored metal headboard and some sort of mis-matched fabric that I'm sure has seen more murders than a Memphis street corner. There wasn't even enough room on the floor to blow-up an air mattress, which my buddy brought a long just in case there was only one bed.

And the Jacuzzi? I would rather take a swim in the Ganges River on laundry day than put my naked body in that thing. For some reason, there was a hose attached to it along with hand-written instructions in giant black marker next to it. We sprinted back to the office and begged for a room with two beds, but it was not meant to be. Best he could do was give us a room with a king sized bed, so we settled for that with an agreement that we'd build a pillow-wall to keep us safe from catching teh homosexuals.

We both reasoned that it was better than a DUI or jail and with that, began drinking like Alaska fishermen. Game was fun. My god does Arizona State have some attractive coeds. We almost got in a fight with a super drunk college kid who pushed my CFO’s son (he’s going to law school there and we agreed to buy him some beers and food, so he tagged along with us; neat kid) and then kicked my heel from behind as I walked in front of him because I told him he was drunk and needed to walk away from us. My buddy I went down there with is 6'2" and sounds like Sam Elliott on steroids when he gets mad, so he turned around and scared the crap out of this kid after he clipped me. Fortunately, his friends pulled him back and we avoided a melee.

Also, Jameson and black coffee is a fine treat at a football game when the weather is a little chilly. :thumbup:
This story lacked any sort of spermuzzi pay off. Otherwise it was top notch. :thumbup:

 
'-fish- said:
'Dr. Awesome said:
fishkotzrover - how many of us are going to get invites to your wedding with Knuckles?
all are welcome. sadly, it may not happen. we're closing in on two days without a text.
oops, 2 am text.
:lol:Knuckles won't calmly leave you alone with a rational discussion. The whole "you won't see me again" is her bat#### crazy way of playing hard to get. Over/under 'til you sleep with her is at a week and a half. Crazy sechs is hard to resist.
she just asked if I'd go see a movie with her.sharp money's on the under.
 
'-fish- said:
'Dr. Awesome said:
fishkotzrover - how many of us are going to get invites to your wedding with Knuckles?
all are welcome. sadly, it may not happen. we're closing in on two days without a text.
oops, 2 am text.
:lol:Knuckles won't calmly leave you alone with a rational discussion. The whole "you won't see me again" is her bat#### crazy way of playing hard to get. Over/under 'til you sleep with her is at a week and a half. Crazy sechs is hard to resist.
she just asked if I'd go see a movie with her.sharp money's on the under.
:popcorntrick:
 
For any of you entertaining the idea of traveling to Eugene, OR to watch the Ducks play or perhaps pay a visit to the UofO for your teenage son or daughters, I highly encourage you NOT to stay at the Value Inn on 99W. Even if you Priceline it for $0.38 and win the bid, do not stay here. For starters, they lost my friend's reservation through a booking error, so to compensate him, the kind Indian fellow offered us a free upgrade to the Jacuzzi Room, which usually comes with a $40 upgrade fee.

As we drove around the building and looked for a spot where his car might actually survive the night absent a break-in, I had a sick feeling that the Jacuzzi Room would, in actuality, be the 'lovers nest' room for rich John's looking to spend that extra buck with a toothless crack hooooor. And sure enough, when we keyed our way into the joint, what do you think awaited us? This. For those struggling with the graphic, that is ONE twin sized bed with purple & lime-green swirled bedding, a gold colored metal headboard and some sort of mis-matched fabric that I'm sure has seen more murders than a Memphis street corner. There wasn't even enough room on the floor to blow-up an air mattress, which my buddy brought a long just in case there was only one bed.

And the Jacuzzi? I would rather take a swim in the Ganges River on laundry day than put my naked body in that thing. For some reason, there was a hose attached to it along with hand-written instructions in giant black marker next to it. We sprinted back to the office and begged for a room with two beds, but it was not meant to be. Best he could do was give us a room with a king sized bed, so we settled for that with an agreement that we'd build a pillow-wall to keep us safe from catching teh homosexuals.

We both reasoned that it was better than a DUI or jail and with that, began drinking like Alaska fishermen. Game was fun. My god does Arizona State have some attractive coeds. We almost got in a fight with a super drunk college kid who pushed my CFO’s son (he’s going to law school there and we agreed to buy him some beers and food, so he tagged along with us; neat kid) and then kicked my heel from behind as I walked in front of him because I told him he was drunk and needed to walk away from us. My buddy I went down there with is 6'2" and sounds like Sam Elliott on steroids when he gets mad, so he turned around and scared the crap out of this kid after he clipped me. Fortunately, his friends pulled him back and we avoided a melee.

Also, Jameson and black coffee is a fine treat at a football game when the weather is a little chilly. :thumbup:
Oh holy hell :lmao: :lmao: :lmao:
:goodposting: Tell me you looked under that mattress for pron before going to the other room.

 
For any of you entertaining the idea of traveling to Eugene, OR to watch the Ducks play or perhaps pay a visit to the UofO for your teenage son or daughters, I highly encourage you NOT to stay at the Value Inn on 99W. Even if you Priceline it for $0.38 and win the bid, do not stay here. For starters, they lost my friend's reservation through a booking error, so to compensate him, the kind Indian fellow offered us a free upgrade to the Jacuzzi Room, which usually comes with a $40 upgrade fee.

As we drove around the building and looked for a spot where his car might actually survive the night absent a break-in, I had a sick feeling that the Jacuzzi Room would, in actuality, be the 'lovers nest' room for rich John's looking to spend that extra buck with a toothless crack hooooor. And sure enough, when we keyed our way into the joint, what do you think awaited us? This. For those struggling with the graphic, that is ONE twin sized bed with purple & lime-green swirled bedding, a gold colored metal headboard and some sort of mis-matched fabric that I'm sure has seen more murders than a Memphis street corner. There wasn't even enough room on the floor to blow-up an air mattress, which my buddy brought a long just in case there was only one bed.

And the Jacuzzi? I would rather take a swim in the Ganges River on laundry day than put my naked body in that thing. For some reason, there was a hose attached to it along with hand-written instructions in giant black marker next to it. We sprinted back to the office and begged for a room with two beds, but it was not meant to be. Best he could do was give us a room with a king sized bed, so we settled for that with an agreement that we'd build a pillow-wall to keep us safe from catching teh homosexuals.

We both reasoned that it was better than a DUI or jail and with that, began drinking like Alaska fishermen. Game was fun. My god does Arizona State have some attractive coeds. We almost got in a fight with a super drunk college kid who pushed my CFO’s son (he’s going to law school there and we agreed to buy him some beers and food, so he tagged along with us; neat kid) and then kicked my heel from behind as I walked in front of him because I told him he was drunk and needed to walk away from us. My buddy I went down there with is 6'2" and sounds like Sam Elliott on steroids when he gets mad, so he turned around and scared the crap out of this kid after he clipped me. Fortunately, his friends pulled him back and we avoided a melee.

Also, Jameson and black coffee is a fine treat at a football game when the weather is a little chilly. :thumbup:
Oh holy hell :lmao: :lmao: :lmao:
:goodposting: Tell me you looked under that mattress for pron before going to the other room.
does a dead hooker count as pron?
 
For any of you entertaining the idea of traveling to Eugene, OR to watch the Ducks play or perhaps pay a visit to the UofO for your teenage son or daughters, I highly encourage you NOT to stay at the Value Inn on 99W. Even if you Priceline it for $0.38 and win the bid, do not stay here. For starters, they lost my friend's reservation through a booking error, so to compensate him, the kind Indian fellow offered us a free upgrade to the Jacuzzi Room, which usually comes with a $40 upgrade fee.

As we drove around the building and looked for a spot where his car might actually survive the night absent a break-in, I had a sick feeling that the Jacuzzi Room would, in actuality, be the 'lovers nest' room for rich John's looking to spend that extra buck with a toothless crack hooooor. And sure enough, when we keyed our way into the joint, what do you think awaited us? This. For those struggling with the graphic, that is ONE twin sized bed with purple & lime-green swirled bedding, a gold colored metal headboard and some sort of mis-matched fabric that I'm sure has seen more murders than a Memphis street corner. There wasn't even enough room on the floor to blow-up an air mattress, which my buddy brought a long just in case there was only one bed.

And the Jacuzzi? I would rather take a swim in the Ganges River on laundry day than put my naked body in that thing. For some reason, there was a hose attached to it along with hand-written instructions in giant black marker next to it. We sprinted back to the office and begged for a room with two beds, but it was not meant to be. Best he could do was give us a room with a king sized bed, so we settled for that with an agreement that we'd build a pillow-wall to keep us safe from catching teh homosexuals.

We both reasoned that it was better than a DUI or jail and with that, began drinking like Alaska fishermen. Game was fun. My god does Arizona State have some attractive coeds. We almost got in a fight with a super drunk college kid who pushed my CFO’s son (he’s going to law school there and we agreed to buy him some beers and food, so he tagged along with us; neat kid) and then kicked my heel from behind as I walked in front of him because I told him he was drunk and needed to walk away from us. My buddy I went down there with is 6'2" and sounds like Sam Elliott on steroids when he gets mad, so he turned around and scared the crap out of this kid after he clipped me. Fortunately, his friends pulled him back and we avoided a melee.

Also, Jameson and black coffee is a fine treat at a football game when the weather is a little chilly. :thumbup:
Oh holy hell :lmao: :lmao: :lmao:
:goodposting: Tell me you looked under that mattress for pron before going to the other room.
does a dead hooker count as pron?
If you're asking my personal opinion, then yes. But then again, I'm into some weird stuff.
 
For any of you entertaining the idea of traveling to Eugene, OR to watch the Ducks play or perhaps pay a visit to the UofO for your teenage son or daughters, I highly encourage you NOT to stay at the Value Inn on 99W. Even if you Priceline it for $0.38 and win the bid, do not stay here. For starters, they lost my friend's reservation through a booking error, so to compensate him, the kind Indian fellow offered us a free upgrade to the Jacuzzi Room, which usually comes with a $40 upgrade fee.

As we drove around the building and looked for a spot where his car might actually survive the night absent a break-in, I had a sick feeling that the Jacuzzi Room would, in actuality, be the 'lovers nest' room for rich John's looking to spend that extra buck with a toothless crack hooooor. And sure enough, when we keyed our way into the joint, what do you think awaited us? This. For those struggling with the graphic, that is ONE twin sized bed with purple & lime-green swirled bedding, a gold colored metal headboard and some sort of mis-matched fabric that I'm sure has seen more murders than a Memphis street corner. There wasn't even enough room on the floor to blow-up an air mattress, which my buddy brought a long just in case there was only one bed.

And the Jacuzzi? I would rather take a swim in the Ganges River on laundry day than put my naked body in that thing. For some reason, there was a hose attached to it along with hand-written instructions in giant black marker next to it. We sprinted back to the office and begged for a room with two beds, but it was not meant to be. Best he could do was give us a room with a king sized bed, so we settled for that with an agreement that we'd build a pillow-wall to keep us safe from catching teh homosexuals.

We both reasoned that it was better than a DUI or jail and with that, began drinking like Alaska fishermen. Game was fun. My god does Arizona State have some attractive coeds. We almost got in a fight with a super drunk college kid who pushed my CFO’s son (he’s going to law school there and we agreed to buy him some beers and food, so he tagged along with us; neat kid) and then kicked my heel from behind as I walked in front of him because I told him he was drunk and needed to walk away from us. My buddy I went down there with is 6'2" and sounds like Sam Elliott on steroids when he gets mad, so he turned around and scared the crap out of this kid after he clipped me. Fortunately, his friends pulled him back and we avoided a melee.

Also, Jameson and black coffee is a fine treat at a football game when the weather is a little chilly. :thumbup:
Oh holy hell :lmao: :lmao: :lmao:
:lmao: Also, you have to add a little Baily's into that cocktail. Irish coffee is the #### for cold football games. Or breakfast after a bender.

 
Scout meeting observation:

Both of the Scoutmasters for my son's den look like pedophiles, thanks to ironic facial hair.

You guys are already fighting huge stereotypes, do you really need to sell it with goatees and thin mustaches?

 
Hopefully since I have twins they'll be less likely to get picked on b/c they'll have #s. Some of those stories are brutal...sorry to hear that you guys have to go through that with your kids.

 
Effin Zooks. During an intimate moment this weekend all I could think of was Spud Webb trying to box out Bill Walton. I hate you. :hot:
:lmao: :lmao: :lmao:
Scary moment for the wife and I today. We spent Friday night in Madison at some friends house because we were heading to the Badger game exhibition today. She got up around 8am to go to the bathroom. I was still half asleep at this point but then heard a loud moan/sigh type noise (can't really explain it) and then a loud BOOM like someone dropped a bowling ball off a balcony onto a picnic table. Turns out she got off the toilet and started seeing white spots. She thought to herself "I better go back to the room and lay down" but it was too late. She fainted as she was reaching for the door and went head first into the corner of the bathroom between the door and the cabinet.

I jumped out of bed and didn't get the sheet completely off my left foot, lost my own balance and went head first into the bedroom door. :lmao:

I didn't lose consciousness, but it hurt like a Mo Fo

I ran out to see what happened. Couldn't find her but then saw the bathroom door was still closed. I couldn't open it so I started knocking. I heard her sort of shuffling around and I'm freaking out. "Are you ok? Can you open the door? What's going on? Talk to me hon!"

She was babbling a bit and we finally got the door open after what seemed like an hour but was really like 5 seconds. She's laying on the ground and said she fainted. I"m no EMT so if I did the wrong thing here, I'll take the heat. But I felt her head, took her pulse and then went to get a cold washcloth and a glass of water. The bathroom floor was cool so she said she just wanted to lay there. I sat with her for a few minutes until she felt ok to sit up. Once she sat up, I went to get her a banana. In a totally non sexual way she hammered that thing down like Kobayashi. That seemed to help and I got her upon her feet after a few more minutes. I walked her back to the bedroom to lay down. Meanwhile the residents of the house were just kinda walking by saying "So, how's it going?" expecting that she was drunk from the night before or something. Kinda upset about that, but I digress.....

We laid in bed for a bit more as I got her more water and tried to make sure she was ok. Then out of nowhere, she says "Is it 9 yet? We gotta get moving! Game is at 11 and there's a bloody and a beer with my name on it!" She was up and at it :snap:

:lmao: I love my wife!

PS She's ok. She's going to the doctor next week to make sure nothing is wrong. Her face is ok, in fact apparently her knee took the brunt of her body weight and that is what hurts right now. She didn't actually drink before the game aside from 1 beer after some more water and some food. She's sleeping now but seemed fine/in good spirits throughout the day.
A good friend of mine went through a spurt of fainting unexpectedly and they connected it to high blood pressure. Be careful with it.
Just got a call from her. She went to the doctor today and everything checked up ok. Although, since she has historically been on the low end of good blood pressure, her doctor ordered her for an echocardiogram later this week just to make sure that it isn't a sign of something more.Otherwise, he didn't feel that her symptoms immediately before or after were of any major concern right now.
Good to hear. :thumbup:

Obviously, I hate bullies. But I wonder if perhaps we do kids a disservice by not expecting them to solve these problems themselves. I don't mean physically, per se. But when I was bullied (not infrequent, considering I was a fat kid) I learned how to keep my head down and how to defend myself if completely necessary. Part of it was blunted by having an older brother who could stand up for me, but I wonder if all the anti-bullying campaigns don't just make kids more susceptible to bullies. Kind of the antiseptic wipes of social science.
I agree for the most part but if something else happens to my 4.5 yo at the hands of a 10.5 yo, I'm going to be having a little talk with this kid's dad that he won't forget.
Had my fair share of bullying when I was a kid, and as angry as I would be if I had an experience with my kid like what you had with Cal, I still would argue that approaching the other kid's dad in any kind of threatening way is ridiculous. Nothing but respect here, SLB, because I know you're a good guy and a great dad and if the guy ends up being a tool, that one's thing, but if your first tactic is to bully the bullyer's father it just makes you a hypocrite.
Not really. "Hey that cop just put that guy in handcuffs because the guy kidnapped someone. What a hypocrite!"
Hello, exactly. I appreciate the thought & compliment Drifter but a 5th grader giving my pre-schooler a bloody nose & beating on my 2nd grader deserves some pretty strong words and rigorous sex with his wife.
More like that guy kidnapped someone so I'm going to kidnap someone related to him. Approaching the father of a bullyer with the sole intention of physically or mentally intimidating him is hypocritical. If the guy seems unconcerned or isn't willing to do anything feel free to kick his ###, but starting off from an agressive posture just makes you the bully. The father didn't necessarily have anything to do with it
I never meant to condone or suggest SLB get physical or threaten the bully's father. But I see nothing wrong with making sure that the situation is serious and it needs to stop. Now.And if you don't think the kid's dad didn't have anything to do with the kid being a bully I don't know what to tell you.

 
I have a student who is kicking my ### on a daily basis.

So one of my classes is a beginning ESL class. It started off with just 12 students, but has grown each week. Now it's pretty full. The students have several classes together, are really chummy, and enter the room each day like a cyclone. It's just a blast of noise and energy that knocks me over. They can't converse in English yet, but all of them speak Spanish. This is a high school.

So there's this giant of a freshman in the class, about 6'3", who we'll call Marco. Marco thinks he was born to make the world laugh. He has a comment for everything, and his comments are always in Spanish. The more the class laughs, and they do laugh, the more comments he makes. I speak Spanish, but some of what he says just whizzes by me, and he knows this.

To make matters worse, he cannot be squelched. Asking him to stop, to wait, to listen, to be quiet, just spurs him on to be louder and to play dumb. He's argumentative. He won't back down ever. I've tried talking to him and he just won't even stop talking to listen to why his behavior is objectionable. He disrupts the class to the point that we can't learn anything. I've sent him to detention because frankly, he won't shut the #### up to listen to why he's being talked to.

I'm sure my scolding in Spanish is entertaining as well. Anyway, I sent him today because he just wouldn't be quiet. He never showed up but took the opportunity to have two lunches.

Ack!

I'm just venting here.

 
I have a student who is kicking my ### on a daily basis.So one of my classes is a beginning ESL class. It started off with just 12 students, but has grown each week. Now it's pretty full. The students have several classes together, are really chummy, and enter the room each day like a cyclone. It's just a blast of noise and energy that knocks me over. They can't converse in English yet, but all of them speak Spanish. This is a high school.So there's this giant of a freshman in the class, about 6'3", who we'll call Marco. Marco thinks he was born to make the world laugh. He has a comment for everything, and his comments are always in Spanish. The more the class laughs, and they do laugh, the more comments he makes. I speak Spanish, but some of what he says just whizzes by me, and he knows this. To make matters worse, he cannot be squelched. Asking him to stop, to wait, to listen, to be quiet, just spurs him on to be louder and to play dumb. He's argumentative. He won't back down ever. I've tried talking to him and he just won't even stop talking to listen to why his behavior is objectionable. He disrupts the class to the point that we can't learn anything. I've sent him to detention because frankly, he won't shut the #### up to listen to why he's being talked to. I'm sure my scolding in Spanish is entertaining as well. Anyway, I sent him today because he just wouldn't be quiet. He never showed up but took the opportunity to have two lunches.Ack! I'm just venting here.
Hire Tanner to "talk" to him.
 
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I have a student who is kicking my ### on a daily basis.So one of my classes is a beginning ESL class. It started off with just 12 students, but has grown each week. Now it's pretty full. The students have several classes together, are really chummy, and enter the room each day like a cyclone. It's just a blast of noise and energy that knocks me over. They can't converse in English yet, but all of them speak Spanish. This is a high school.So there's this giant of a freshman in the class, about 6'3", who we'll call Marco. Marco thinks he was born to make the world laugh. He has a comment for everything, and his comments are always in Spanish. The more the class laughs, and they do laugh, the more comments he makes. I speak Spanish, but some of what he says just whizzes by me, and he knows this. To make matters worse, he cannot be squelched. Asking him to stop, to wait, to listen, to be quiet, just spurs him on to be louder and to play dumb. He's argumentative. He won't back down ever. I've tried talking to him and he just won't even stop talking to listen to why his behavior is objectionable. He disrupts the class to the point that we can't learn anything. I've sent him to detention because frankly, he won't shut the #### up to listen to why he's being talked to. I'm sure my scolding in Spanish is entertaining as well. Anyway, I sent him today because he just wouldn't be quiet. He never showed up but took the opportunity to have two lunches.Ack! I'm just venting here.
Hire Tanner to "talk" to him.
:lmao:
 
I have a student who is kicking my ### on a daily basis.So one of my classes is a beginning ESL class. It started off with just 12 students, but has grown each week. Now it's pretty full. The students have several classes together, are really chummy, and enter the room each day like a cyclone. It's just a blast of noise and energy that knocks me over. They can't converse in English yet, but all of them speak Spanish. This is a high school.So there's this giant of a freshman in the class, about 6'3", who we'll call Marco. Marco thinks he was born to make the world laugh. He has a comment for everything, and his comments are always in Spanish. The more the class laughs, and they do laugh, the more comments he makes. I speak Spanish, but some of what he says just whizzes by me, and he knows this. To make matters worse, he cannot be squelched. Asking him to stop, to wait, to listen, to be quiet, just spurs him on to be louder and to play dumb. He's argumentative. He won't back down ever. I've tried talking to him and he just won't even stop talking to listen to why his behavior is objectionable. He disrupts the class to the point that we can't learn anything. I've sent him to detention because frankly, he won't shut the #### up to listen to why he's being talked to. I'm sure my scolding in Spanish is entertaining as well. Anyway, I sent him today because he just wouldn't be quiet. He never showed up but took the opportunity to have two lunches.Ack! I'm just venting here.
Hire Tanner to "talk" to him.
:lmao:
How much to just give him a stutter?
 
I have a student who is kicking my ### on a daily basis.So one of my classes is a beginning ESL class. It started off with just 12 students, but has grown each week. Now it's pretty full. The students have several classes together, are really chummy, and enter the room each day like a cyclone. It's just a blast of noise and energy that knocks me over. They can't converse in English yet, but all of them speak Spanish. This is a high school.So there's this giant of a freshman in the class, about 6'3", who we'll call Marco. Marco thinks he was born to make the world laugh. He has a comment for everything, and his comments are always in Spanish. The more the class laughs, and they do laugh, the more comments he makes. I speak Spanish, but some of what he says just whizzes by me, and he knows this. To make matters worse, he cannot be squelched. Asking him to stop, to wait, to listen, to be quiet, just spurs him on to be louder and to play dumb. He's argumentative. He won't back down ever. I've tried talking to him and he just won't even stop talking to listen to why his behavior is objectionable. He disrupts the class to the point that we can't learn anything. I've sent him to detention because frankly, he won't shut the #### up to listen to why he's being talked to. I'm sure my scolding in Spanish is entertaining as well. Anyway, I sent him today because he just wouldn't be quiet. He never showed up but took the opportunity to have two lunches.Ack! I'm just venting here.
I'm picturing you like Peggy from King of the Hill trying to teach Spanish. And :lol: at frosty's Zak Morris shtick.
 
I have a student who is kicking my ### on a daily basis.So one of my classes is a beginning ESL class. It started off with just 12 students, but has grown each week. Now it's pretty full. The students have several classes together, are really chummy, and enter the room each day like a cyclone. It's just a blast of noise and energy that knocks me over. They can't converse in English yet, but all of them speak Spanish. This is a high school.So there's this giant of a freshman in the class, about 6'3", who we'll call Marco. Marco thinks he was born to make the world laugh. He has a comment for everything, and his comments are always in Spanish. The more the class laughs, and they do laugh, the more comments he makes. I speak Spanish, but some of what he says just whizzes by me, and he knows this. To make matters worse, he cannot be squelched. Asking him to stop, to wait, to listen, to be quiet, just spurs him on to be louder and to play dumb. He's argumentative. He won't back down ever. I've tried talking to him and he just won't even stop talking to listen to why his behavior is objectionable. He disrupts the class to the point that we can't learn anything. I've sent him to detention because frankly, he won't shut the #### up to listen to why he's being talked to. I'm sure my scolding in Spanish is entertaining as well. Anyway, I sent him today because he just wouldn't be quiet. He never showed up but took the opportunity to have two lunches.Ack! I'm just venting here.
Hire Tanner to "talk" to him.
:lmao:
:lmao: :lmao:That sucks Rose. I hate George Lopez too. Maybe try "scolding" him in German. I don't care what you say, everything in German sounds like a holocaust is about to be dropped on your ###. I would also video his antics and e-mail them to his parents.
 
Zack Morris shtick in the pop culture draft is the most fun I've ever had.
can you link some of the funny. My eyeballs tend to bleed when I read through more than a few pages of a timmy directed thread
There's a bit earlier, but starting here I think every post I've written is Zack Morris related, or Boy Meets World, which did actually come up.EDIT: Keep in mind I'm not necessarily saying it's funny, but I've seen every Saved by the Bell episode at least 44 times so I'm having a good time.

 
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Zack Morris shtick in the pop culture draft is the most fun I've ever had.
can you link some of the funny. My eyeballs tend to bleed when I read through more than a few pages of a timmy directed thread
There's a bit earlier, but starting here I think every post I've written is Zack Morris related, or Boy Meets World, which did actually come up.EDIT: Keep in mind I'm not necessarily saying it's funny, but I've seen every Saved by the Bell episode at least 44 times so I'm having a good time.
I tried but it was too timmified
 
I have a student who is kicking my ### on a daily basis.So one of my classes is a beginning ESL class. It started off with just 12 students, but has grown each week. Now it's pretty full. The students have several classes together, are really chummy, and enter the room each day like a cyclone. It's just a blast of noise and energy that knocks me over. They can't converse in English yet, but all of them speak Spanish. This is a high school.So there's this giant of a freshman in the class, about 6'3", who we'll call Marco. Marco thinks he was born to make the world laugh. He has a comment for everything, and his comments are always in Spanish. The more the class laughs, and they do laugh, the more comments he makes. I speak Spanish, but some of what he says just whizzes by me, and he knows this. To make matters worse, he cannot be squelched. Asking him to stop, to wait, to listen, to be quiet, just spurs him on to be louder and to play dumb. He's argumentative. He won't back down ever. I've tried talking to him and he just won't even stop talking to listen to why his behavior is objectionable. He disrupts the class to the point that we can't learn anything. I've sent him to detention because frankly, he won't shut the #### up to listen to why he's being talked to. I'm sure my scolding in Spanish is entertaining as well. Anyway, I sent him today because he just wouldn't be quiet. He never showed up but took the opportunity to have two lunches.Ack! I'm just venting here.
I'm picturing you like Peggy from King of the Hill trying to teach Spanish.
Yikes! I need to do something about my image.
 
Zack Morris shtick in the pop culture draft is the most fun I've ever had.
can you link some of the funny. My eyeballs tend to bleed when I read through more than a few pages of a timmy directed thread
There's a bit earlier, but starting here I think every post I've written is Zack Morris related, or Boy Meets World, which did actually come up.EDIT: Keep in mind I'm not necessarily saying it's funny, but I've seen every Saved by the Bell episode at least 44 times so I'm having a good time.
What on earth am I reading? I don't get it.
 
I have a student who is kicking my ### on a daily basis.

So one of my classes is a beginning ESL class. It started off with just 12 students, but has grown each week. Now it's pretty full. The students have several classes together, are really chummy, and enter the room each day like a cyclone. It's just a blast of noise and energy that knocks me over. They can't converse in English yet, but all of them speak Spanish. This is a high school.

So there's this giant of a freshman in the class, about 6'3", who we'll call Marco. Marco thinks he was born to make the world laugh. He has a comment for everything, and his comments are always in Spanish. The more the class laughs, and they do laugh, the more comments he makes. I speak Spanish, but some of what he says just whizzes by me, and he knows this.

To make matters worse, he cannot be squelched. Asking him to stop, to wait, to listen, to be quiet, just spurs him on to be louder and to play dumb. He's argumentative. He won't back down ever. I've tried talking to him and he just won't even stop talking to listen to why his behavior is objectionable. He disrupts the class to the point that we can't learn anything. I've sent him to detention because frankly, he won't shut the #### up to listen to why he's being talked to.

I'm sure my scolding in Spanish is entertaining as well. Anyway, I sent him today because he just wouldn't be quiet. He never showed up but took the opportunity to have two lunches.

Ack!

I'm just venting here.
Hire Tanner to "talk" to him.
:lmao:
:lmao: :lmao:That sucks Rose. I hate George Lopez too. Maybe try "scolding" him in German. I don't care what you say, everything in German sounds like a holocaust is about to be dropped on your ###. I would also video his antics and e-mail them to his parents.
:lmao: 'cause, well...
 
Zack Morris shtick in the pop culture draft is the most fun I've ever had.
can you link some of the funny. My eyeballs tend to bleed when I read through more than a few pages of a timmy directed thread
There's a bit earlier, but starting here I think every post I've written is Zack Morris related, or Boy Meets World, which did actually come up.EDIT: Keep in mind I'm not necessarily saying it's funny, but I've seen every Saved by the Bell episode at least 44 times so I'm having a good time.
What on earth am I reading? I don't get it.
Oh, ok.
 
Zack Morris shtick in the pop culture draft is the most fun I've ever had.
can you link some of the funny. My eyeballs tend to bleed when I read through more than a few pages of a timmy directed thread
There's a bit earlier, but starting here I think every post I've written is Zack Morris related, or Boy Meets World, which did actually come up.EDIT: Keep in mind I'm not necessarily saying it's funny, but I've seen every Saved by the Bell episode at least 44 times so I'm having a good time.
What on earth am I reading? I don't get it.
Oh, ok.
:shrug: I've never once even considered opening that thread, so I probably don't know what it's about and being linked to page 78 doesn't exactly give me a firm understanding of what's going on in there. Being a fan of your work, I was hoping to be entertained. I'm now just more confused than I was before opening the thread. I'm going to just watch football and pick my nose.

 
I think I've posted about my weirdo, "helicopter parent" cousin before. She's the one that made her kids wear safety glasses when they had a Silly String "war". Just now on Facebook she posted what she did today.

It was basically a long list of helping out with fundraisers, volunteering for some gardening class, and shleping her kids around. It was one big long "look at me! I'm super-mom".

Among the things she had to do was take her 9 year old son to ballet.

 
I think I've posted about my weirdo, "helicopter parent" cousin before. She's the one that made her kids wear safety glasses when they had a Silly String "war". Just now on Facebook she posted what she did today.It was basically a long list of helping out with fundraisers, volunteering for some gardening class, and shleping her kids around. It was one big long "look at me! I'm super-mom".Among the things she had to do was take her 9 year old son to ballet.
A.C. Slater was trained in ballet.
 
'dharmapunk said:
:lmao:Also, you have to add a little Baily's into that cocktail. Irish coffee is the #### for cold football games. Or breakfast after a bender.
Jameson + :coffee: + Bailey's = Cafe AmsterdamJameson + :coffee: + Brown Sugar and Whipped Cream = Irishsigned: :nerd: and pro- :banned:
 
I think I've posted about my weirdo, "helicopter parent" cousin before. She's the one that made her kids wear safety glasses when they had a Silly String "war". Just now on Facebook she posted what she did today.

It was basically a long list of helping out with fundraisers, volunteering for some gardening class, and shleping her kids around. It was one big long "look at me! I'm super-mom".

Among the things she had to do was take her 9 year old son to ballet.
A.C. Slater was trained in ballet.
:lmao: :goodposting: :lmao:
 
I think I've posted about my weirdo, "helicopter parent" cousin before. She's the one that made her kids wear safety glasses when they had a Silly String "war". Just now on Facebook she posted what she did today.It was basically a long list of helping out with fundraisers, volunteering for some gardening class, and shleping her kids around. It was one big long "look at me! I'm super-mom".Among the things she had to do was take her 9 year old son to ballet.
Pre-gay, huh?
 

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