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Friday

I’ll admit that the rest of the night is a bit fuzzy for me, so some of my details might be lacking or completely wrong. I’m pretty sure that Thorn went back with St Louis Bob and Pepper in a taxi. While we were all having fun on the patio, a group of girls, some rowers, some former rowers, joined up. Stu instantly started talking to the hottest one in the group while I went after the other two.
That detail is off a bit Gusher. I hung back talking with Thorn and SLBob for a long while. I didn't move in until everyone else already had their shot, and she was still smiling at me from across the patio. I was with Thorn in wanting to move things to another bar.I finally went over and asked her why she kept looking at me. She started to answer "because you're a..." before stopping herself. I'm a what? "I can't say, you'll get cocky". Too late for that. "No I can't make it that easy for you." Too late for that also, might as well finish your thought. Finally she bashfully practically whispered "because you're a silver fox". :lol: Friggin Austin girls. Ended up hearing that one (and "Brett Favre") a few more times before the weekend was over. :bag:

A short while later came my favorite GM memory from the weekend...

GM is sitting across the table. He takes this opportunity to tell the rower friend she has perfect teeth and flawless skin. Then he looks at the girl next to me and kinda squints. I'm thinking "oh boy, here we go" as I know he's looking at the two moles (freckles?) she has. He reaches across the table and tries to wipe off the one on her nose saying "you've got something on your face." I'm obviously cracking up here. She says "No! It's a freckle!". GM pulls back, pauses... looking a little like he would the next day while talking to his BBQ. Then he reaches to try the one on her forehead. :lmao:

More Hippling to come...
:lmao: :lmao: :lmao: How I ever got laid in my life is one giant mystery.
Speaking of which, "Pity ####s" would be a good band name.
 
'General Malaise said:
'bentley said:
'Britney Spears said:
I think I might have told some of you that my BIL is an Army Ranger and got to go to the White House and meet the president. This all revolves around a mission that was on that was really, really crazy (many injured, one killed, high value Taliban target, etc.). Being such a small world and all, I got to meet this guy (LINK) this week at work and it was really cool. The look on his face when I told him I knew several of the guys on this mission was pretty funny. Really an amazing guy and makes you think a lot how many lives are changed/impacted with stuff like this.
Very cool story. Although, the dude looks a lot Shukier than one would expect from a Medal of Honor winner.
He does look like Shuke. :unsure:Lawnmower, phone and car all suffered major injuries over the weekend. Neat.Going to pour a large bourbon and air and put in The Wire. (or as my wife calls it, "Wires" :lmao: )
How far into The Wires are you? Thoughts so far?
We've finished the first 3 episodes and really like it. I wish we had more time to watch them, but it's been rough with the baby, boys' schedules, new job for wife, family in town, etc. But we're excited to plow through it. I'm also going to read your books as soon as I'm done with the one I'm reading now. :thumbup:
Also, I have to turn on the closed captioning. :bag:
Wat?
What do you need explained? What closed captioning is or why I use it?
 
Just a sample of how stressed and out of my mind I am lately. I'm working on a pretty nice furniture job and needed to call the rep, whom I've never met. So I call the manufacturer and they give me his cell number.(Phones ringing, female answers)Female: Hello?Me: May I speak to Tim please?Female: You called the home number sweetie.Me: :lol: Oh, sorry this is the number ###### gave me. Please give me his cell and I'll call him there.Female: Bob, you called the home number.Me: Yes, again, I apologize. Can you give....Female: BOB!! THIS IS YOUR WIFE!!
:lmao: :lmao: :lmao: :lmao: :lmao:
:lmao: "CALVIN HEARD IT TOO!"
 
so the Crips and local KKK members are working together to stop the upcoming March 30th KKK rally in Memphis :loco:

My link

KKK, Crips Gang Members Team Up To Stop Memphis KKK Rally

HOUSTON (CBS Houston) If you are looking for a story that travels to the realms of disbelief, then this is the story that does so. It appears that a group of Memphis, Tennessee Ku Klux Klan members and the Grape Street Crips are teaming up to stop an upcoming KKK rally.

Dajuan Horton, a Crip Gang member who lives in Memphis apparently heard of the rally happening. Being totally and unequivocally against it, he decided to work on a rally to combat the coming KKK rally. He told a local news station that instead of meeting the opposing rally members with violence, he is offering a non-violent stand against them: “The first thing I was thinking was the largest rally you’ve even seen and you’re telling us about it,” he said. “You’re sending the first blow, we’re not throwing blows we’re going to dodge that one and hug you.”

Horton also made a video and posted it on YouTube; about his opposition of the rally. That video caught the attention of Bradley Jenkins, the Imperial Wizard for the United Klan of America. Jenkins watched Horton’s video and offered to stand with Horton as he works to repel the impending rally: “We will stand resolute with the citizens of Memphis and this young man and anyone in town, no matter what color they be, because hate and racism has no place,” Jenkins said. According to Jenkins, the KKK members who are proposing a rally at the end of March, are not true members of The Ku Klux Klan.

Jenkins said that this “fake group” of KKK members should not be taken seriously: “Don’t be fooled. They’re fooling the media, everybody these folks saying they’re Klan, they’re not Klan,” he added.

Jenkins’ remarks then leads one to believe that there are so-called “fake Klansmen” that are on their way to Memphis.

The real question is… fake or not…isn’t hate awful anyway it comes? Regardless, many may find it refreshing to know that two opposing groups with histories of violence, are coming together to make a united front against a group who is advocating potential violence, racism and hatred.
"Hello, may I speak to the Grand Poobah?""Who is this?"

"This is, um, Dale. I'm calling about the rally next week. I'm with the, ah, KKKrips." [muffled laughter] "Shut up, D'Shawn!"

 
Friday

I’ll admit that the rest of the night is a bit fuzzy for me, so some of my details might be lacking or completely wrong. I’m pretty sure that Thorn went back with St Louis Bob and Pepper in a taxi. While we were all having fun on the patio, a group of girls, some rowers, some former rowers, joined up. Stu instantly started talking to the hottest one in the group while I went after the other two.
That detail is off a bit Gusher. I hung back talking with Thorn and SLBob for a long while. I didn't move in until everyone else already had their shot, and she was still smiling at me from across the patio. I was with Thorn in wanting to move things to another bar.I finally went over and asked her why she kept looking at me. She started to answer "because you're a..." before stopping herself. I'm a what? "I can't say, you'll get cocky". Too late for that. "No I can't make it that easy for you." Too late for that also, might as well finish your thought. Finally she bashfully practically whispered "because you're a silver fox". :lol: Friggin Austin girls. Ended up hearing that one (and "Brett Favre") a few more times before the weekend was over. :bag:

A short while later came my favorite GM memory from the weekend...

GM is sitting across the table. He takes this opportunity to tell the rower friend she has perfect teeth and flawless skin. Then he looks at the girl next to me and kinda squints. I'm thinking "oh boy, here we go" as I know he's looking at the two moles (freckles?) she has. He reaches across the table and tries to wipe off the one on her nose saying "you've got something on your face." I'm obviously cracking up here. She says "No! It's a freckle!". GM pulls back, pauses... looking a little like he would the next day while talking to his BBQ. Then he reaches to try the one on her forehead. :lmao:

More Hippling to come...
:lmao: :lmao: :lmao: How I ever got laid in my life is one giant mystery.
Speaking of which, "Pity ####s" would be a good band name.
Hey, they wern't ALL pity ###s. At least 1/4 were aided greatly by alcohol. :hot: I do fear being single again, especially after a night out with Stu, Guster, Uni and Bogie. Very humbling.

 
I'm at White Plains airport hoping my trip home is not as adventurous as the one here. Feel like interviews went well, but who knows. I'm freaking exhausted and just dying to get home, despite the fact that home is Memphis.Very Jew-y here in White Plains, by the way.Oh, I also saw someone get eaten by an escalator here. It was a little gruesome.
:pics:
 
I'm at White Plains airport hoping my trip home is not as adventurous as the one here. Feel like interviews went well, but who knows. I'm freaking exhausted and just dying to get home, despite the fact that home is Memphis.

Very Jew-y here in White Plains, by the way.

Oh, I also saw someone get eaten by an escalator here. It was a little gruesome.
Well let's certainly not talk about this and talk more about teh jews.
:popcorn:
 
Just a sample of how stressed and out of my mind I am lately. I'm working on a pretty nice furniture job and needed to call the rep, whom I've never met. So I call the manufacturer and they give me his cell number.(Phones ringing, female answers)Female: Hello?Me: May I speak to Tim please?Female: You called the home number sweetie.Me: :lol: Oh, sorry this is the number ###### gave me. Please give me his cell and I'll call him there.Female: Bob, you called the home number.Me: Yes, again, I apologize. Can you give....Female: BOB!! THIS IS YOUR WIFE!!
:lmao: Now you're going to conclude the call with the sales rep with an absent minded, "I love you."
 
Just a sample of how stressed and out of my mind I am lately. I'm working on a pretty nice furniture job and needed to call the rep, whom I've never met. So I call the manufacturer and they give me his cell number.(Phones ringing, female answers)Female: Hello?Me: May I speak to Tim please?Female: You called the home number sweetie.Me: :lol: Oh, sorry this is the number ###### gave me. Please give me his cell and I'll call him there.Female: Bob, you called the home number.Me: Yes, again, I apologize. Can you give....Female: BOB!! THIS IS YOUR WIFE!!
:lmao: Now you're going to conclude the call with the sales rep with an absent minded, "I love you."
Long-story-to-pass-the-time:My best friend in college and I used to joke around about leaving a girl a message and ending with a quick "love you" as you were hanging up just to see what happened. This was back before cell-phones and everyone had their own campus phone line. We got in the habit of leaving the message and then hanging up using a finger but still talking because it was funny. So, "Hey amber...it's chuck. Wanted to see if you guys were coming by later *uses finger to hangup* love you..." Hahaha. Where this is going should be clear. He had been bedding a hot freshman named Autumn. She was dating one of our fraternity brothers (who was a dork) and after he would drop her off, she'd sneak over in to Chuck's room. One night she was out with the other guy and we'd been drinking and he calls her phone. "Hey, it's Chuck...let me know when you're back from the movie and on your way over *finger slips* LOVE YOU BABY." :eek: "Oh God.""What?""I didn't hang up in time.""WHat did you say?""I told her I loved her. Oh ####.""Seriously?" :lmao: "Oh ####...is there a way to erase old messages...?" Autumn didn't come over that night. Or the next. Or the next. That weekend we had a party and she came with the other guy and they ended up dating for the rest of the semester. And she NEVER talked to Chuck again. Maybe you had to be there, but it was hilarious.
 
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Ethics question:What are your thoughts on making fantasy baseball sidebets with a crazy old guy who takes Martin Prado in the fourth round? Fair game, or over the line?

 
Nothing wrong with using subtitles, IMO.
Part of it is losing my hearing
Well, that explains several coshole incidents. GL, GB
Oh no, that was clearly the booze, pot and whatever else I got my hands on. But yeah, at some point I'm going to have to get fitted for a piece. :(
Ear or hair?
Oh please. I've got as much hair as you do, sweatervest.
 
Ethics question:

What are your thoughts on making fantasy baseball sidebets with a crazy old guy who takes Martin Prado in the fourth round? Fair game, or over the line?
Taking advantage of mental incapacity is kind of like statutory rape. Do it if you can get away with it.
 
Nothing wrong with using subtitles, IMO.
Part of it is losing my hearing
Well, that explains several coshole incidents. GL, GB
Oh no, that was clearly the booze, pot and whatever else I got my hands on. But yeah, at some point I'm going to have to get fitted for a piece. :(
Ear or hair?
Oh please. I've got as much hair as you do, sweatervest.
Mine is getting sort of thin om top. Thankfully I'm tall so it isn't obvious. :shrug:
 
According to my yellow sticky notes, if someone were to lump Greenday in with these 90's gina bands, it would elicit an angry response from someone here. Pickles or Truck i think? Didn't Greenday bashing start some I-drama before? I'm not saying they should be lumped in with the others, I just like the I-drama.
iirc, stabbings were threatened
 
Just a sample of how stressed and out of my mind I am lately. I'm working on a pretty nice furniture job and needed to call the rep, whom I've never met. So I call the manufacturer and they give me his cell number.(Phones ringing, female answers)Female: Hello?Me: May I speak to Tim please?Female: You called the home number sweetie.Me: :lol: Oh, sorry this is the number ###### gave me. Please give me his cell and I'll call him there.Female: Bob, you called the home number.Me: Yes, again, I apologize. Can you give....Female: BOB!! THIS IS YOUR WIFE!!
:lmao: Now you're going to conclude the call with the sales rep with an absent minded, "I love you."
Long-story-to-pass-the-time:My best friend in college and I used to joke around about leaving a girl a message and ending with a quick "love you" as you were hanging up just to see what happened. This was back before cell-phones and everyone had their own campus phone line. We got in the habit of leaving the message and then hanging up using a finger but still talking because it was funny. So, "Hey amber...it's chuck. Wanted to see if you guys were coming by later *uses finger to hangup* love you..." Hahaha. Where this is going should be clear. He had been bedding a hot freshman named Autumn. She was dating one of our fraternity brothers (who was a dork) and after he would drop her off, she'd sneak over in to Chuck's room. One night she was out with the other guy and we'd been drinking and he calls her phone. "Hey, it's Chuck...let me know when you're back from the movie and on your way over *finger slips* LOVE YOU BABY." :eek: "Oh God.""What?""I didn't hang up in time.""WHat did you say?""I told her I loved her. Oh ####.""Seriously?" :lmao: "Oh ####...is there a way to erase old messages...?" Autumn didn't come over that night. Or the next. Or the next. That weekend we had a party and she came with the other guy and they ended up dating for the rest of the semester. And she NEVER talked to Chuck again. Maybe you had to be there, but it was hilarious.
:lol:A guy across the hall from me in the college dorms was dating a sorority girl at the same time that he was nailing her sorority sister. Their four-digit on-campus extensions were identical except the last two numbers were reversed. Yeah...
 
Nothing wrong with using subtitles, IMO.
Part of it is losing my hearing
Well, that explains several coshole incidents. GL, GB
Oh no, that was clearly the booze, pot and whatever else I got my hands on. But yeah, at some point I'm going to have to get fitted for a piece. :(
Ear or hair?
Oh please. I've got as much hair as you do, sweatervest.
Mine is getting sort of thin om top. Thankfully I'm tall so it isn't obvious. :shrug:
Mine began retreating in college, but dug a fortified line and has held steady. But since it matches my skin tone, you can't really tell anyway.
 
I don't think PatsFanCT quite got the reaction he was expecting to the Jump to Conclusions Mat throwable foam video game controller idea...

 
Friday

I’ll admit that the rest of the night is a bit fuzzy for me, so some of my details might be lacking or completely wrong. I’m pretty sure that Thorn went back with St Louis Bob and Pepper in a taxi. While we were all having fun on the patio, a group of girls, some rowers, some former rowers, joined up. Stu instantly started talking to the hottest one in the group while I went after the other two.
That detail is off a bit Gusher. I hung back talking with Thorn and SLBob for a long while. I didn't move in until everyone else already had their shot, and she was still smiling at me from across the patio. I was with Thorn in wanting to move things to another bar.I finally went over and asked her why she kept looking at me. She started to answer "because you're a..." before stopping herself. I'm a what? "I can't say, you'll get cocky". Too late for that. "No I can't make it that easy for you." Too late for that also, might as well finish your thought. Finally she bashfully practically whispered "because you're a silver fox". :lol: Friggin Austin girls. Ended up hearing that one (and "Brett Favre") a few more times before the weekend was over. :bag:

A short while later came my favorite GM memory from the weekend...

GM is sitting across the table. He takes this opportunity to tell the rower friend she has perfect teeth and flawless skin. Then he looks at the girl next to me and kinda squints. I'm thinking "oh boy, here we go" as I know he's looking at the two moles (freckles?) she has. He reaches across the table and tries to wipe off the one on her nose saying "you've got something on your face." I'm obviously cracking up here. She says "No! It's a freckle!". GM pulls back, pauses... looking a little like he would the next day while talking to his BBQ. Then he reaches to try the one on her forehead. :lmao:

More Hippling to come...
:lmao: :lmao: :lmao: How I ever got laid in my life is one giant mystery.
Speaking of which, "Pity ####s" would be a good band name.
Hey, they wern't ALL pity ###s. At least 1/4 were aided greatly by alcohol. :hot: I do fear being single again, especially after a night out with Stu, Guster, Uni and Bogie. Very humbling.
:thumbup: The truth is that the fastest way into most womens' panties is knowing how to make them loosen up and laugh, and then being assertive enough to close the deal at the right time without being a complete Richard about it. You don't need to be Dan Wang.

 
Lovely. Getting 12-million" of snow here Wednesday. The bullseye is less than 100 miles in diameter, depending on the "model" (TWC term I picked up), but all of the "models" have me getting crushed. For the first time in my life, all of my power/heat/everything is electric and I'm in EBF. Luckily, I'm less than 1/4 from a hospital and will take food/drink/tobacco/fake-tobacco there. I promise I will go in the Emergency Room with a cooler and dare them to throw me out - "I'm feeling NUMB down my arm!!!".

 
I don't think PatsFanCT quite got the reaction he was expecting to the Jump to Conclusions Mat throwable foam video game controller idea...
Link?I love those kinds of threads. That Sweetness dude who posted the "I drafted with guppies" thread last summer was a classic.

 
Just a sample of how stressed and out of my mind I am lately. I'm working on a pretty nice furniture job and needed to call the rep, whom I've never met. So I call the manufacturer and they give me his cell number.(Phones ringing, female answers)Female: Hello?Me: May I speak to Tim please?Female: You called the home number sweetie.Me: :lol: Oh, sorry this is the number ###### gave me. Please give me his cell and I'll call him there.Female: Bob, you called the home number.Me: Yes, again, I apologize. Can you give....Female: BOB!! THIS IS YOUR WIFE!!
:lmao: Now you're going to conclude the call with the sales rep with an absent minded, "I love you."
Long-story-to-pass-the-time:My best friend in college and I used to joke around about leaving a girl a message and ending with a quick "love you" as you were hanging up just to see what happened. This was back before cell-phones and everyone had their own campus phone line. We got in the habit of leaving the message and then hanging up using a finger but still talking because it was funny. So, "Hey amber...it's chuck. Wanted to see if you guys were coming by later *uses finger to hangup* love you..." Hahaha. Where this is going should be clear. He had been bedding a hot freshman named Autumn. She was dating one of our fraternity brothers (who was a dork) and after he would drop her off, she'd sneak over in to Chuck's room. One night she was out with the other guy and we'd been drinking and he calls her phone. "Hey, it's Chuck...let me know when you're back from the movie and on your way over *finger slips* LOVE YOU BABY." :eek: "Oh God.""What?""I didn't hang up in time.""WHat did you say?""I told her I loved her. Oh ####.""Seriously?" :lmao: "Oh ####...is there a way to erase old messages...?" Autumn didn't come over that night. Or the next. Or the next. That weekend we had a party and she came with the other guy and they ended up dating for the rest of the semester. And she NEVER talked to Chuck again. Maybe you had to be there, but it was hilarious.
My old boss used to take a lot of calls on speakerphone. His shtick was to randomly hit MUTE on his end so he could swear and say terrible things about the person on the other end in the middle of the call for the rest of us to hear, then quickly un-mute so we'd have to hold in the laughs. Then he screwed it up when recording a particularly explicit message to the 300lb woman who was one of our vendor contacts...
 
I'm at White Plains airport hoping my trip home is not as adventurous as the one here. Feel like interviews went well, but who knows. I'm freaking exhausted and just dying to get home, despite the fact that home is Memphis.

Very Jew-y here in White Plains, by the way.

Oh, I also saw someone get eaten by an escalator here. It was a little gruesome.
Well let's certainly not talk about this and talk more about teh jews.
Sorry, was getting on a flight. Now in ATL but I'm not near the storyteller you are, plus I have barely slept for 72 hours or more.Anyway, I ran in to the WP airport because the 5,026 taxi rides last night had depleted my cash and I needed to go to an ATM to pay the cab driver. As I was in the midst of my transaction I heard terrible yelling and screaming from, as it turns out, about a 50-year-old man who I think was mentally challenged (hence getting eaten by an escalator, I guess). I kind of kept with my transaction for a minute as I didn't realize the severity of the situation, but after a lot of screaming and the escalator (which was about ten feet from me) had not been shut down I feverishly punched in some stuff to try to end my transaction. By the time I did, a couple of family members(?) who had already made it up the escalator had come back down to try to get to him, and then FINALLY someone managed to stop the escalator. Somehow it appeared that both part of his leg or foot as well as his hand had become wedged in and he was stuck in it. There was blood. There were people helping him. Therefore I left. Fin.

Just a sample of how stressed and out of my mind I am lately. I'm working on a pretty nice furniture job and needed to call the rep, whom I've never met. So I call the manufacturer and they give me his cell number.

(Phones ringing, female answers)

Female: Hello?

Me: May I speak to Tim please?

Female: You called the home number sweetie.

Me: :lol: Oh, sorry this is the number ###### gave me. Please give me his cell and I'll call him there.

Female: Bob, you called the home number.

Me: Yes, again, I apologize. Can you give....

Female: BOB!! THIS IS YOUR WIFE!!
:lmao: :cry: :lmao: :cry: :lmao:
Nothing wrong with using subtitles, IMO.
I use them often for Irish and Scottish movies that are purportedly in English.
 
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A recent study found that the average golferWalks about 900 miles a year.Another study found that golfers drink, onAverage, 22 gallons of alcohol a year.This means that, on average, golfers get about 41 miles to the gallon!Kind of makes you proud. :banned:

 
Oh, also ALSO##*(@*@!)!) (hi flysack). When I landed in ATL I had a voicemail saying I'd made it to the final round for the Chicago job. Woo-hoo.

 
Watching Parade's End on HBO On demand...Why didn't this get more pub? Written by Tom Stoppard, starring Benedict Cumberbatch and Rebecca Hall, based on one of the great novels of the 20th century? Especially in the anglophile glow of Downton Abbey, I am surprised at the lack of attention it has gotten...It is great so far

 

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