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I'm taking off early today, and then traveling for Thanksgiving. Just in case I don't get a chance later, thoprawishes for a happy Thanksgiving.The connections in this weird little community are amazing and inexplicable. For those of you going through a tough time, know that you have friends here. Although this thread didn't exist at the time, the denizens here got me through the hardest Christmas of my life a few years back. I sincerely hope that all of you, your family and friends have a peaceful holiday filled with love and laughter.As for me, I'm going to Disneyland with my ex-wife, daughter, niece, ex-sister-in-law, and her two kids. Good chance I slit my wrists on It's a Small World.
START HIDING FLASKS
 
I'm taking off early today, and then traveling for Thanksgiving. Just in case I don't get a chance later, thoprawishes for a happy Thanksgiving.The connections in this weird little community are amazing and inexplicable. For those of you going through a tough time, know that you have friends here. Although this thread didn't exist at the time, the denizens here got me through the hardest Christmas of my life a few years back. I sincerely hope that all of you, your family and friends have a peaceful holiday filled with love and laughter.As for me, I'm going to Disneyland with my ex-wife, daughter, niece, ex-sister-in-law, and her two kids. Good chance I slit my wrists on It's a Small World.
START HIDING FLASKS
This is just good overall advice
 
I'm taking off early today, and then traveling for Thanksgiving. Just in case I don't get a chance later, thoprawishes for a happy Thanksgiving.The connections in this weird little community are amazing and inexplicable. For those of you going through a tough time, know that you have friends here. Although this thread didn't exist at the time, the denizens here got me through the hardest Christmas of my life a few years back. I sincerely hope that all of you, your family and friends have a peaceful holiday filled with love and laughter.As for me, I'm going to Disneyland with my ex-wife, daughter, niece, ex-sister-in-law, and her two kids. Good chance I slit my wrists on It's a Small World.
Which reminds me, has anyone seen Dr. Awesome lately?
 
I told the puppy if she bit me "there" she was going to get buried up to her neck in the desert.
Back up.Wait. Actually don't back up. Go forward real fast.
lolThat's what the dog sai... n/m3 month old puppy. All she wants to do, of course, is chew on ####. #### includes people in her world. I was doing teh P90X, and she runs in from the backyard and takes a snap in the direction of the crotch while I'm lying on the ground holding weights over my head. I almost dropped a weight on my head, a flying foot in her neck, and a beloved appendage on the living room carpet.
 
As for me, I'm going to Disneyland with my ex-wife, daughter, niece, ex-sister-in-law, and her two kids. Good chance I slit my wrists on It's a Small World.
No beer is served in Disneyland, however, good places to fuel up include the bar at the Grand Californian hotel, the lounge in the Disneyland hotel, the taqueria at Tortilla Joe's, and ESPN Zone. All these are in the Downtown Disney area where your tram unloads. There's also a new tiki bar called Trader Sam's outside the Disneyland hotel by the pool, but it's slightly more expensive than the other bars. On the other hand, certain drinks trigger a quick light show inside.There's beer served in the Disney California Adventure park, if you're park-hopping.
 
Dateline: 2am

Location: Downtown Eugene 7/ll across from motel

Summary: A very drunk and disoriented General Malaise has been wondering the streets of Eugene, OR after his Ducks lost to USC. He is armed with two metals flasks half full of Jameson, a pipe full of marijuana and brain that quit functioning at 6pm. The bars have closed and GM just turned down an offer to go back to a hotel room with a 275 pound woman and her male cousin for some kinky sex games. The couple traded menthol cigarettes to GM for hits of weed and shots of Jameson and despite his condition was able to politely decline the invite. Instead, GM was going to hit the 7/11, but 2-3 Big Bites and return to his motel room.

Unfortunately, 7/11 didn't have any fresh big bites and it would take 30-40 minutes to make more. GM told the woman at 7/11 that he would just 'hang out' and read a Penthouse while the hot dogs cooked, but the woman looked uncomfortable and pointed out a neighboring Mexican joint that was still open and served better food. Her words.

So GM walked next door, stood in a long line full of drunken college kids. By a stroke of luck, the gentleman immediately ahead of him was a sharp dressed Mexican man with a cowboy hat and lots of turquoise. When he ordered, he ordered in Spanish. It blew GM away. So much so that when GM got up to order, he slurred out "I'll have exactly what that man just ordered". The lady tried to explain to him that the man ordered two huge burritos, one for his wife back home and is GM sure he wants two huge burritos?

15 minutes later, GM arrived to his motel room, awoke his buddy by flipping on lights and the TV and began to destroy the burritos like a land shark. Many hours later, GM awoke to the sound of the TV and his buddy taking pictures of him, burrito fixings all over the bed. :unsure:

 
Dateline: 2am

Location: Downtown Eugene 7/ll across from motel

Summary: A very drunk and disoriented General Malaise has been wondering the streets of Eugene, OR after his Ducks lost to USC. He is armed with two metals flasks half full of Jameson, a pipe full of marijuana and brain that quit functioning at 6pm. The bars have closed and GM just turned down an offer to go back to a hotel room with a 275 pound woman and her male cousin for some kinky sex games. The couple traded menthol cigarettes to GM for hits of weed and shots of Jameson and despite his condition was able to politely decline the invite. Instead, GM was going to hit the 7/11, but 2-3 Big Bites and return to his motel room.

Unfortunately, 7/11 didn't have any fresh big bites and it would take 30-40 minutes to make more. GM told the woman at 7/11 that he would just 'hang out' and read a Penthouse while the hot dogs cooked, but the woman looked uncomfortable and pointed out a neighboring Mexican joint that was still open and served better food. Her words.

So GM walked next door, stood in a long line full of drunken college kids. By a stroke of luck, the gentleman immediately ahead of him was a sharp dressed Mexican man with a cowboy hat and lots of turquoise. When he ordered, he ordered in Spanish. It blew GM away. So much so that when GM got up to order, he slurred out "I'll have exactly what that man just ordered". The lady tried to explain to him that the man ordered two huge burritos, one for his wife back home and is GM sure he wants two huge burritos?

15 minutes later, GM arrived to his motel room, awoke his buddy by flipping on lights and the TV and began to destroy the burritos like a land shark. Many hours later, GM awoke to the sound of the TV and his buddy taking pictures of him, burrito fixings all over the bed. :unsure:
:lmao: :lmao: :lmao:
 
I'm taking off early today, and then traveling for Thanksgiving. Just in case I don't get a chance later, thoprawishes for a happy Thanksgiving.

The connections in this weird little community are amazing and inexplicable. For those of you going through a tough time, know that you have friends here. Although this thread didn't exist at the time, the denizens here got me through the hardest Christmas of my life a few years back. I sincerely hope that all of you, your family and friends have a peaceful holiday filled with love and laughter.

As for me, I'm going to Disneyland with my ex-wife, daughter, niece, ex-sister-in-law, and her two kids. Good chance I slit my wrists on It's a Small World.
:thoprawishes:
 
As for me, I'm going to Disneyland with my ex-wife, daughter, niece, ex-sister-in-law, and her two kids. Good chance I slit my wrists on It's a Small World.
No beer is served in Disneyland, however, good places to fuel up include the bar at the Grand Californian hotel, the lounge in the Disneyland hotel, the taqueria at Tortilla Joe's, and ESPN Zone. All these are in the Downtown Disney area where your tram unloads. There's also a new tiki bar called Trader Sam's outside the Disneyland hotel by the pool, but it's slightly more expensive than the other bars. On the other hand, certain drinks trigger a quick light show inside.There's beer served in the Disney California Adventure park, if you're park-hopping.
:thumbup:
 
As for me, I'm going to Disneyland with my ex-wife, daughter, niece, ex-sister-in-law, and her two kids. Good chance I slit my wrists on It's a Small World.
No beer is served in Disneyland, however, good places to fuel up include the bar at the Grand Californian hotel, the lounge in the Disneyland hotel, the taqueria at Tortilla Joe's, and ESPN Zone. All these are in the Downtown Disney area where your tram unloads. There's also a new tiki bar called Trader Sam's outside the Disneyland hotel by the pool, but it's slightly more expensive than the other bars. On the other hand, certain drinks trigger a quick light show inside.There's beer served in the Disney California Adventure park, if you're park-hopping.
Are you married to Ham?
 
As for me, I'm going to Disneyland with my ex-wife, daughter, niece, ex-sister-in-law, and her two kids. Good chance I slit my wrists on It's a Small World.
No beer is served in Disneyland, however, good places to fuel up include the bar at the Grand Californian hotel, the lounge in the Disneyland hotel, the taqueria at Tortilla Joe's, and ESPN Zone. All these are in the Downtown Disney area where your tram unloads. There's also a new tiki bar called Trader Sam's outside the Disneyland hotel by the pool, but it's slightly more expensive than the other bars. On the other hand, certain drinks trigger a quick light show inside.There's beer served in the Disney California Adventure park, if you're park-hopping.
:thumbup:
This is good advice. ESPNZone and Tortilla Joe's aren't as outrageously expensive as you would think either. If you need a place to eat/drink with the kids there's a Rainforest Cafe right next to ESPN.
 
Dateline: 2am

Location: Downtown Eugene 7/ll across from motel

Summary: A very drunk and disoriented General Malaise has been wondering the streets of Eugene, OR after his Ducks lost to USC. He is armed with two metals flasks half full of Jameson, a pipe full of marijuana and brain that quit functioning at 6pm. The bars have closed and GM just turned down an offer to go back to a hotel room with a 275 pound woman and her male cousin for some kinky sex games. The couple traded menthol cigarettes to GM for hits of weed and shots of Jameson and despite his condition was able to politely decline the invite. Instead, GM was going to hit the 7/11, but 2-3 Big Bites and return to his motel room.

Unfortunately, 7/11 didn't have any fresh big bites and it would take 30-40 minutes to make more. GM told the woman at 7/11 that he would just 'hang out' and read a Penthouse while the hot dogs cooked, but the woman looked uncomfortable and pointed out a neighboring Mexican joint that was still open and served better food. Her words.

So GM walked next door, stood in a long line full of drunken college kids. By a stroke of luck, the gentleman immediately ahead of him was a sharp dressed Mexican man with a cowboy hat and lots of turquoise. When he ordered, he ordered in Spanish. It blew GM away. So much so that when GM got up to order, he slurred out "I'll have exactly what that man just ordered". The lady tried to explain to him that the man ordered two huge burritos, one for his wife back home and is GM sure he wants two huge burritos?

15 minutes later, GM arrived to his motel room, awoke his buddy by flipping on lights and the TV and began to destroy the burritos like a land shark. Many hours later, GM awoke to the sound of the TV and his buddy taking pictures of him, burrito fixings all over the bed. :unsure:
:lmao: :lmao: :lmao:
:goodposting:
 
As for me, I'm going to Disneyland with my ex-wife, daughter, niece, ex-sister-in-law, and her two kids. Good chance I slit my wrists on It's a Small World.
No beer is served in Disneyland, however, good places to fuel up include the bar at the Grand Californian hotel, the lounge in the Disneyland hotel, the taqueria at Tortilla Joe's, and ESPN Zone. All these are in the Downtown Disney area where your tram unloads. There's also a new tiki bar called Trader Sam's outside the Disneyland hotel by the pool, but it's slightly more expensive than the other bars. On the other hand, certain drinks trigger a quick light show inside.There's beer served in the Disney California Adventure park, if you're park-hopping.
:thumbup:
This is good advice. ESPNZone and Tortilla Joe's aren't as outrageously expensive as you would think either. If you need a place to eat/drink with the kids there's a Rainforest Cafe right next to ESPN.
Yeah, we're doing that Wednesday night. The kids love it.
 
Anyone ever see The Devil Makes Three?

Driving down to Portland to see these guys tonight.
I dig em even though that's not really my type of music. I bet I could get drunk with them too.PARADE IN CHICAGO! http://yfrog.com/kh8ugxvj
great show, ridiculously fun. spent today trying to cornhole with GM, but I think I did it wrong. I never tried to contact him and just went barhopping with my brother and sister, hoping I'd randomly run into him. needless to say, it didn't work.
:kicksrock: Fair to say "Communication" isn't listed as one of your strengths on your resume?

 
Thanks for the e-mails, texts, dirty pictures (YSR/Krista)etc. I appreciate it.

First off, I haven't been arrested, incarcerated, audited or deported. I also don't have some sort of fatal disease that I'm aware of. Just a lot of stuff going on lately and believe it or not, I don't share every facet of my life with you guys here. That isn't to say I don't trust or love you guys, it just wouldn't be prudent to make it that public.

So I figure I owe you some sort of an explanation. Part of the recent "weirdness" is with Cal. Remember how I wrote about his IEP meeting a couple of weeks ago and how everything was going great until about that time? Well, it turns out that his bad day, after bad day at school was directly related to him being bullied. By a bunch of kids. Cal loves two things right now, computers and math. He loves talking about them and will do so ad nauseam if you let him. So some of the bigger kids decided to tell him they were hacking our computer, and my parents computer and stealing all of our money, posing as scammers and stealing our friends money too. They also like to ask him math questions way out of his grade level, (what's 1234*5678?) just to frustrate him. Then when he couldn't answer they taunted him by calling him stupid. Then a bunch of others began piling on. It started on the bus to school, continued all day, and finished on the bus on the way home. Day, after, day. Turns out there is a "Jenny" in his class that sticks up for Cal when the rest of the other kids pick on him, sort of a Forrest GMump kind of thing. To Cal's credit, he never ratted them out but I felt terrible that he was sucking it up and didn't come to me. So I eventually found out what was going on when Jenny finally went to a teacher about the same time Cal was pushed too far and threatened to "get a shotgun and kill all of you". Yeah. YEAH. I have a gun but Cal doesn't even know that. I don't hunt, or talk about guns. None of my family or friends that have been around Cal don't hunt or talk about guns. He doesn't play violent video games (he prefers coolmath-games.com) and he couldn't tell me where he learned to say something like that. The principal and his teachers were actually very understanding and made the main 6 culprits apologize to him. After I got home that night and put the fear of Bob into him for making such a terrible threat, I sat him down and talked to him about what was going on at school. Having your 7 year old son crying in your arms, from pure despair, because "nobody likes me, everybody thinks I'm a weirdo and stupid" was heartbreaking. And by "heartbreaking" I mean the coldest depths of hell. I told him the only thing I could think of. That I would make it right. That if he would trust me & be honest with me, I would make him feel happy again. He agreed and the rest of the school week went much better for him. I've gotten some looks from some of the other parents in the neighborhood however. I've had some conversations, initiated by them too. They were mostly apologetic and I just replied with "kids man, everything will be fine". The looks, and lack of, are another thing though. There are some daggers for sure. I however cannot be intimidated, and you seriously don't want to #### with me and you certainly don't want to #### with my kids. It should be interesting.

Oh yeah, I got some free new carpet installed in my basement Saturday. The rug, glue, & installers just fell off the truck. Crazy. Nothing fancy, I just wanted to put a play area in part of the basement for the kids. pic pic

I also talked my GB's into skipping the Rams game yesterday and just going to the casino instead. Dropped a grand and got wasted. I'm also going to spend a silly amount of money of getting some landscaping done. I'm on tilt.

So anyway, that's part of it. I'll probably be doing some hyperhippling later.
Geez. As a new dad that just absolutely rips my heart out. Hopefully since I have twins they may get deterred from bullies b/c there are 2 of them...but then again, can't stop 6 older kids from being jerks if they want to.
 
GM's post reminded me just how out of it I was Friday night at the concert. Still piecing things together. The good news was that the second the band hit the stage I snapped out of it and was able to enjoy the show.

Afterward I was still pretty lit. For some reason I decided to be offended by some of the young hipsters (as opposed to us aging ones) hanging outside the theater after the show. There was one couple that caught my attention. The girl was a dead-ringer for Talia Shire as Adrian at the beginning of "Rocky". She and her dude were wearing Pixies t-shirts (which I couldn't decide was ironic on purpose or not).

I decided she needed a good injection of shtick:

Me: Wow! What a great show? Amirite?

Adrian: Umm hmmm. It was good.

Me: It was awesome! I'm so glad they played that Fight Club song!

Adrian: :smirks: Fight Club song? It's called 'Where is My Mind?'

Me: What? Pretty sure it's the Fight Club song or Theme From Fight Club.

Adrian: No, no it's not.

Me: Anyway. Hey, how about them playing that Monkey Song?!? I love that!

Adrian: :sighs: That's called 'Monkey Gone to Heaven'...it's on the album 'Doolittle'

Me: Yeah, Monkey Doolittle. I LOVE that album.

Then my wife dragged me away.

 
Anyone ever see The Devil Makes Three?

Driving down to Portland to see these guys tonight.
I dig em even though that's not really my type of music. I bet I could get drunk with them too.PARADE IN CHICAGO! http://yfrog.com/kh8ugxvj
great show, ridiculously fun. spent today trying to cornhole with GM, but I think I did it wrong. I never tried to contact him and just went barhopping with my brother and sister, hoping I'd randomly run into him. needless to say, it didn't work.
:kicksrock: Fair to say "Communication" isn't listed as one of your strengths on your resume?
I also went to bed at 8:30 last night, so even if you had met up with me, I wouldn't have been very much fun.
 
Good luck with all that Bob.

What does all this mean though

I've gotten some looks from some of the other parents in the neighborhood however. I've had some conversations, initiated by them too. They were mostly apologetic and I just replied with "kids man, everything will be fine". The looks, and lack of, are another thing though. There are some daggers for sure. I however cannot be intimidated, and you seriously don't want to #### with me and you certainly don't want to #### with my kids. It should be interesting.
A couple of the parents told me at the bus stop they were sorry for their kids behavior and they talked to them. However the "apologies" seemed to be more rooted in fear. I'm a new guy to the neighborhood, I wear sweatsuits a lot and I don't seem to have job..... A couple of the other parents have given me "that look". You know "that look" from tough drunk guy at the bar who is pissed because you just banged his gal in the dumpster in the back alley. Others have stopped waving to me when they drive by.And thanks guys. I'm not sure how awesome I am as a dad but I do try my best.

Oh yeah, I also found out over the weekend my cousin is banging Evan Peters from American Horror Story. She is one of the twins that I mentioned some time ago. He is going to be in town for Thanksgiving. I think I'm going to get a cat shirt pic with him. :thumbup:
:lmao:
 
As for me, I'm going to Disneyland with my ex-wife, daughter, niece, ex-sister-in-law, and her two kids. Good chance I slit my wrists on It's a Small World.
No beer is served in Disneyland, however, good places to fuel up include the bar at the Grand Californian hotel, the lounge in the Disneyland hotel, the taqueria at Tortilla Joe's, and ESPN Zone. All these are in the Downtown Disney area where your tram unloads. There's also a new tiki bar called Trader Sam's outside the Disneyland hotel by the pool, but it's slightly more expensive than the other bars. On the other hand, certain drinks trigger a quick light show inside.There's beer served in the Disney California Adventure park, if you're park-hopping.
Are you married to Ham?
I have a friend who, given any address in Los Angeles, Ventura, or Orange counties, can name the nearest Wendy's off the top of his head. My only god-given skill is knowing the closet place to get shammered at the happiest place on earth.
 
GM's post reminded me just how out of it I was Friday night at the concert. Still piecing things together. The good news was that the second the band hit the stage I snapped out of it and was able to enjoy the show.

Afterward I was still pretty lit. For some reason I decided to be offended by some of the young hipsters (as opposed to us aging ones) hanging outside the theater after the show. There was one couple that caught my attention. The girl was a dead-ringer for Talia Shire as Adrian at the beginning of "Rocky". She and her dude were wearing Pixies t-shirts (which I couldn't decide was ironic on purpose or not).

I decided she needed a good injection of shtick:

Me: Wow! What a great show? Amirite?

Adrian: Umm hmmm. It was good.

Me: It was awesome! I'm so glad they played that Fight Club song!

Adrian: :smirks: Fight Club song? It's called 'Where is My Mind?'

Me: What? Pretty sure it's the Fight Club song or Theme From Fight Club.

Adrian: No, no it's not.

Me: Anyway. Hey, how about them playing that Monkey Song?!? I love that!

Adrian: :sighs: That's called 'Monkey Gone to Heaven'...it's on the album 'Doolittle'

Me: Yeah, Monkey Doolittle. I LOVE that album.

Then my wife dragged me away.
:lmao:
 
Man, STLB....that just sucks about Cal. I can't believe the older kids told him they were hacking into your computer. What a horrible thing to say to Cal. I really hope this turns around for him and if you have another big gambling score, I think you should be "Jenny" a horse. She's a hero, IMO. Standing up for others is a lesson I've tried to impart on my sons and it seems to have sunk in with Coop. There's a kid in his class named Spencer who lost his mom to cancer. Another kid in the class gave Spencer some crap for not having a mom and Spencer cried. Apparently, Coop told the kid that wasn't a nice thing to say and told him to stop. Never been more proud in all my life.

 
GM's post reminded me just how out of it I was Friday night at the concert. Still piecing things together. The good news was that the second the band hit the stage I snapped out of it and was able to enjoy the show.

Afterward I was still pretty lit. For some reason I decided to be offended by some of the young hipsters (as opposed to us aging ones) hanging outside the theater after the show. There was one couple that caught my attention. The girl was a dead-ringer for Talia Shire as Adrian at the beginning of "Rocky". She and her dude were wearing Pixies t-shirts (which I couldn't decide was ironic on purpose or not).

I decided she needed a good injection of shtick:

Me: Wow! What a great show? Amirite?

Adrian: Umm hmmm. It was good.

Me: It was awesome! I'm so glad they played that Fight Club song!

Adrian: :smirks: Fight Club song? It's called 'Where is My Mind?'

Me: What? Pretty sure it's the Fight Club song or Theme From Fight Club.

Adrian: No, no it's not.

Me: Anyway. Hey, how about them playing that Monkey Song?!? I love that!

Adrian: :sighs: That's called 'Monkey Gone to Heaven'...it's on the album 'Doolittle'

Me: Yeah, Monkey Doolittle. I LOVE that album.

Then my wife dragged me away.
:lmao:
:lmao:
 
GM's post reminded me just how out of it I was Friday night at the concert. Still piecing things together. The good news was that the second the band hit the stage I snapped out of it and was able to enjoy the show.

Afterward I was still pretty lit. For some reason I decided to be offended by some of the young hipsters (as opposed to us aging ones) hanging outside the theater after the show. There was one couple that caught my attention. The girl was a dead-ringer for Talia Shire as Adrian at the beginning of "Rocky". She and her dude were wearing Pixies t-shirts (which I couldn't decide was ironic on purpose or not).

I decided she needed a good injection of shtick:

Me: Wow! What a great show? Amirite?

Adrian: Umm hmmm. It was good.

Me: It was awesome! I'm so glad they played that Fight Club song!

Adrian: :smirks: Fight Club song? It's called 'Where is My Mind?'

Me: What? Pretty sure it's the Fight Club song or Theme From Fight Club.

Adrian: No, no it's not.

Me: Anyway. Hey, how about them playing that Monkey Song?!? I love that!

Adrian: :sighs: That's called 'Monkey Gone to Heaven'...it's on the album 'Doolittle'

Me: Yeah, Monkey Doolittle. I LOVE that album.

Then my wife dragged me away.
What we despise most in others is what we hate in ourselves
 
Man, STLB....that just sucks about Cal. I can't believe the older kids told him they were hacking into your computer. What a horrible thing to say to Cal. I really hope this turns around for him and if you have another big gambling score, I think you should be "Jenny" a horse. She's a hero, IMO. Standing up for others is a lesson I've tried to impart on my sons and it seems to have sunk in with Coop. There's a kid in his class named Spencer who lost his mom to cancer. Another kid in the class gave Spencer some crap for not having a mom and Spencer cried. Apparently, Coop told the kid that wasn't a nice thing to say and told him to stop. Never been more proud in all my life.
:thumbup:My wife and I have always tried to teach our boys to never look down on anyone or pick on anyone.When my youngest was here at my school he was also in my homeroom. We had this other kid in the class named Ben. Ben had a lot of issues. Small for his age, moderate emotional issues, and a learning disability. Pretty tough stuff to deal with when you're 13.One day our homeroom was supposed to play in an intramural game at lunch. It was some wacky game like capture the flag but it involves two footballs, flags, a couple of hula-hoops, and a football field (not kidding). Anyway not everyone showed up and my class was short players. My son sees Ben walking by and calls him over. Ben protests and says "I suck at sports!" A couple of other kids don't want Ben to play. My boy tells them to shut up and takes Ben and shows him exactly how to play "goalie" or "jailkeeper" or whatever the hell it is. We end up winning the game and Ben made several crucial "outs" during the game. My son and a couple of other kids started chanting Ben, Ben, Ben towards the end of the game. I wasn't there but I heard about it after lunch from two girls that were there. They said they had never seen Ben actually act happy to be the center of attention. I couldn't have been more proud of my son.The next morning I got an email from Ben's mom. She said that he told her all about "winning" the game when he came home. She didn't realize that it was my son that had helped him out. She wanted me to thank the "great kids" in my homeroom for treating Ben like he mattered. :cry:
 
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Man, STLB....that just sucks about Cal. I can't believe the older kids told him they were hacking into your computer. What a horrible thing to say to Cal. I really hope this turns around for him and if you have another big gambling score, I think you should be "Jenny" a horse. She's a hero, IMO. Standing up for others is a lesson I've tried to impart on my sons and it seems to have sunk in with Coop. There's a kid in his class named Spencer who lost his mom to cancer. Another kid in the class gave Spencer some crap for not having a mom and Spencer cried. Apparently, Coop told the kid that wasn't a nice thing to say and told him to stop. Never been more proud in all my life.
:thumbup:My wife and I have always tried to teach our boys to never look down on anyone or pick on anyone.When my youngest was here at my school he was also in my homeroom. We had this other kid in the class named Ben. Ben had a lot of issues. Small for his age, moderate emotional issues, and a learning disability. Pretty tough stuff to deal with when you're 13.One day our homeroom was supposed to play in an intramural game at lunch. It was some wacky game like capture the flag but it involves two footballs, flags, a couple of hula-hoops, and a football field (not kidding). Anyway not everyone showed up and my class was short players. My son sees Ben walking by and calls him over. Ben protests and says "I suck at sports!" A couple of other kids don't want Ben to play. My boy tells them to shut up and takes Ben and shows him exactly how to play "goalie" or "jailkeeper" or whatever the hell it is. We end up winning the game and Ben made several crucial "outs" during the game. My son and a couple of other kids started chanting Ben, Ben, Ben towards the end of the game. I wasn't there but I heard about it after lunch from two girls that were there. They said they had never seen Ben actually act happy to be the center of attention. I couldn't have been more proud of my son.The next morning I got an email from Ben's mom. She said that he told her all about "winning" the game when he came home. She didn't realize that it was my son that had helped him out. She wanted me to thank the "great kids" in my homeroom for treating Ben like he mattered. :cry:
Great stuff. The world still has heros. :thumbup:
 
People who use terms "Xerox" and "Kleenex" are also uneducated hillbillies, since neither has lost legal trademark status.

 
I told the puppy if she bit me "there" she was going to get buried up to her neck in the desert.
Back up.Wait. Actually don't back up. Go forward real fast.
lolThat's what the dog sai... n/m3 month old puppy. All she wants to do, of course, is chew on ####. #### includes people in her world. I was doing teh P90X, and she runs in from the backyard and takes a snap in the direction of the crotch while I'm lying on the ground holding weights over my head. I almost dropped a weight on my head, a flying foot in her neck, and a beloved appendage on the living room carpet.
Sorry GBSB, but as the owner of 2 frisky dachshunds, :lmao:
 

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