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I'm starting to get a little freaked out every time I can't immediately remember something. My father has dementia and I'm working on paranoia about it happening to me too.

I used to be able to recall EVERYTHING upon request. I could tell you what page a quote came from in any particular book I'd read; could pull up a snap shot of a blackboard every time I took a test in school; if you told me your birthday when I was 8 years old, I could call it back up when I was 40. None of that is bull ####.

But I'm slipping and am petrified. Cancer scares me, but not near as much as this.
GB, that's just age and not to worry. When I was at Kraft I worked with a great CFO who was 50 at the time (sounds young now, thought he was old then) who told me that our brains only could handle so many bits of information and that as you got older you had to clear out that useless stuff to make room for remembering the more important stuff.

Though in no way true, I liked that explanation. Seriously, don't worry.

Also because I am too lazy to PM you, I wanted to mention that I was thinking earlier today that I wanted to tell you that I constantly get people desperately wanting long-term rentals at Paloma (which I won't do), so there is a ton of demand for people living in Nica who want nice places to rent, if that helped you in your decision-making on expenses/income in buying a place, and presumably the long-termers would be easier in many ways.
Remember when I took that wine making class and forgot how to drive?

Could someone explain to me how, if Mr. krista is going to the store and asks if we need anything (because I am the only one in the house who could possibly notice if, for instance, we are nearly out of toilet paper or trash bags or whatever), no matter how many items are on the list I give him, he comes back with N-1 items? If it's only two or three items, this still holds true. If I actually write down the list for him, this still holds true. TIA.
Mrs. SLB does this too. I've so ####### had it with ADD.

 
Took the little family to the local Mexican restaurant (La Mex, hi LD) and it went better than anticipated. A couple of margaritas and $12 of chicken on the floor and I made it home without making a scene.
Pics?

And I mean pics of your girlfriend possibly covered in mud. Don't take that as offensive, it's really a compliment. And don't worry about me, my future wife needs are spoken for once SLB passes.

 
Krista - have you done Ebey's landing yet? If not, or if you get back over to Whidbey Island for Deception State Pass in addition to the hike (easy, beautiful) I recommend a stop in Langley and lunch at Prima. Nice upstairs decks looking out at the Sound and very good food. We did this yesterday. I suggest approaching the menu tapas style with appetizers and small plates. Cheese plate, butcher's plate, chicken liver mousse, chorizo and sausage, fried marcona almonds and on and on.

Stuffed myself and loved everything.

 
Krista - have you done Ebey's landing yet? If not, or if you get back over to Whidbey Island for Deception State Pass in addition to the hike (easy, beautiful) I recommend a stop in Langley and lunch at Prima. Nice upstairs decks looking out at the Sound and very good food. We did this yesterday. I suggest approaching the menu tapas style with appetizers and small plates. Cheese plate, butcher's plate, chicken liver mousse, chorizo and sausage, fried marcona almonds and on and on.

Stuffed myself and loved everything.
Gorgeous setting. The wife and I got married at the gun battery on ft ebey.

 
proninja said:
Drifter said:
Krista - have you done Ebey's landing yet? If not, or if you get back over to Whidbey Island for Deception State Pass in addition to the hike (easy, beautiful) I recommend a stop in Langley and lunch at Prima. Nice upstairs decks looking out at the Sound and very good food. We did this yesterday. I suggest approaching the menu tapas style with appetizers and small plates. Cheese plate, butcher's plate, chicken liver mousse, chorizo and sausage, fried marcona almonds and on and on.

Stuffed myself and loved everything.
Gorgeous setting. The wife and I got married at the gun battery on ft ebey.
Sounds romantic.

 
Went to the local soccer bar for the Belgium-Russia match. Got really excited when Belgium scored late in the match go match to go ahead 1-0... Until the two very large, well muscled, Russian dudes sitting next to me turned around, glared at me and then went back to speaking to each other in Russian.

Went back home for some more bourbon that I have already paid and maybe a quick nap for before heading back to the bar around 4:45 to make sure I can get a seat at the bar for the US match

 
Went to the local soccer bar for the Belgium-Russia match. Got really excited when Belgium scored late in the match go match to go ahead 1-0... Until the two very large, well muscled, Russian dudes sitting next to me turned around, glared at me and then went back to speaking to each other in Russian.

Went back home for some more bourbon that I have already paid and maybe a quick nap for before heading back to the bar around 4:45 to make sure I can get a seat at the bar for the US match
You should ask them if the McDonald's next to the Kremlin serves beer.

 
Josie Maran said:
Officer Pete Malloy said:
Josie Maran said:
Josie Maran said:
YSR said:
Anyone heard from Homer? :oldunsure:
Alive.
Also not in jail.
How did it go?
Actually, most of the talent was on the MILFy end of the spectrum. It kinda freaked me out.
Our little boy is growing up.
YOU TAKE THAT BACK!!!
Sorry. Here, have this.

 
Anyone here watch "Rectify" on Sundance? Season 2 just started. I'm crazy in love with Mata, but that lady that plays Amantha would make me leave home. Oh, the show is really good, too.

 
Since I'm sure many of you won't go into the foosball thread...

These Asian teams are totally outclassed.
You have to remember that the Asian teams are at a distinct disadvantage. They're probably a couple of years behind most of the other teams when it comes to development. Keep in mind that, as kids, they miss a lot of training time seeing as their moms usually drove them to practice.
 
Josie Maran said:
Officer Pete Malloy said:
Josie Maran said:
Josie Maran said:
YSR said:
Anyone heard from Homer? :oldunsure:
Alive.
Also not in jail.
How did it go?
Actually, most of the talent was on the MILFy end of the spectrum. It kinda freaked me out.
Our little boy is growing up.
YOU TAKE THAT BACK!!!
Sorry. Here, have this.
Oh ####, :lmao:

 
It took like 2 hours and a gallon of sweat to install these ### #### car seat bases. Probably only to be reinstalled or tightened upon inspection.

 
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It took like 2 hours and a gallon of sweat to install these ### #### car seat bases. Probably only to be reinstalled or tightened upon inspection.
Fire station will do it for you, Nancy.
I installed mine because I'm a man. Maybe I should be a firefighter
Oh I installed them. I'm just going to be pissed when the firefighter inspects them and then redoes it.

I had them all ready to go in the middle seat finally. Then testing the car seat, you basically tear your ACL reaching into an SUV trying to put the thing in. So did it again on the passenger side. Fml.

 
Could someone explain to me how, if Mr. krista is going to the store and asks if we need anything (because I am the only one in the house who could possibly notice if, for instance, we are nearly out of toilet paper or trash bags or whatever), no matter how many items are on the list I give him, he comes back with N-1 items? If it's only two or three items, this still holds true. If I actually write down the list for him, this still holds true. TIA.
He really wants you to go be the one going to the store.
Going grocery shopping is a great way to escape the wife and kids for a few
Yeah, in most circumstances I'd think 5-ish is right, but Mr. krista knows I can't shop. I'm terrible at it and get panicked. I'm not allowed near groceries nor near Target.
So you make him to all the shopping? All of it? And you're upset about the way he does it?

Colonel Nathan Jessup has a speech for people like you.
I don't "make" him do the shopping; he does it because I'm bad at it. Kind of like I do all the laundry, or loading the dishwasher, or cleaning the house, because he's bad at it. Or I do all the working and making money, because he's bad at it.

I'm starting to get a little freaked out every time I can't immediately remember something. My father has dementia and I'm working on paranoia about it happening to me too.

I used to be able to recall EVERYTHING upon request. I could tell you what page a quote came from in any particular book I'd read; could pull up a snap shot of a blackboard every time I took a test in school; if you told me your birthday when I was 8 years old, I could call it back up when I was 40. None of that is bull ####.

But I'm slipping and am petrified. Cancer scares me, but not near as much as this.
GB, that's just age and not to worry. When I was at Kraft I worked with a great CFO who was 50 at the time (sounds young now, thought he was old then) who told me that our brains only could handle so many bits of information and that as you got older you had to clear out that useless stuff to make room for remembering the more important stuff.

Though in no way true, I liked that explanation. Seriously, don't worry.

Also because I am too lazy to PM you, I wanted to mention that I was thinking earlier today that I wanted to tell you that I constantly get people desperately wanting long-term rentals at Paloma (which I won't do), so there is a ton of demand for people living in Nica who want nice places to rent, if that helped you in your decision-making on expenses/income in buying a place, and presumably the long-termers would be easier in many ways.
Remember when I took that wine making class and forgot how to drive?

Could someone explain to me how, if Mr. krista is going to the store and asks if we need anything (because I am the only one in the house who could possibly notice if, for instance, we are nearly out of toilet paper or trash bags or whatever), no matter how many items are on the list I give him, he comes back with N-1 items? If it's only two or three items, this still holds true. If I actually write down the list for him, this still holds true. TIA.
Mrs. SLB does this too. I've so ####### had it with ADD.
OK, there's a common theme. He has ADD or ADHD or whatever it is now something fierce (meds and all).

 
Drifter said:
Krista - have you done Ebey's landing yet? If not, or if you get back over to Whidbey Island for Deception State Pass in addition to the hike (easy, beautiful) I recommend a stop in Langley and lunch at Prima. Nice upstairs decks looking out at the Sound and very good food. We did this yesterday. I suggest approaching the menu tapas style with appetizers and small plates. Cheese plate, butcher's plate, chicken liver mousse, chorizo and sausage, fried marcona almonds and on and on.

Stuffed myself and loved everything.
Have not; was thinking it might be a good one for when my mom and stepfather visit. Trying to get a list of some easy hikes because they like hiking but are 70 years old. Will definitely go to Prima when we do! :thumbup:

BTW, today we did Mount Washington. Great hike. Sorry about your foot/Achilles issues; looking forward to a hike with you when you're healed. :(

 
There has been a black kid living with my neighbors for the last year or so and I finally got the story as to why. He was volunteering at the church they attend for a couple of years and then just stopped showing up. My neighbor, being the saint that he is, contacted him to find out why. Turns out he is one of thirteen kids and his mother claimed him as being mentally handicapped to get $600 a month from the government to care for him. He isn't of course, she just made him stay home from school to keep him stupid so he couldn't pass any of the tests he would have to take to keep the money coming in. She made him stop volunteering because he was learning too much and actually passed one of the tests. So now my neighbors are in the process of becoming his legal guardians. Really nice kid. My boys love him. These people are better than I ever could be.

 
There has been a black kid living with my neighbors for the last year or so and I finally got the story as to why. He was volunteering at the church they attend for a couple of years and then just stopped showing up. My neighbor, being the saint that he is, contacted him to find out why. Turns out he is one of thirteen kids and his mother claimed him as being mentally handicapped to get $600 a month from the government to care for him. He isn't of course, she just made him stay home from school to keep him stupid so he couldn't pass any of the tests he would have to take to keep the money coming in. She made him stop volunteering because he was learning too much and actually passed one of the tests. So now my neighbors are in the process of becoming his legal guardians. Really nice kid. My boys love him. These people are better than I ever could be.
Wow. Awesome story (well the ending part, anyway). :thumbup:

 
There has been a black kid living with my neighbors for the last year or so and I finally got the story as to why. He was volunteering at the church they attend for a couple of years and then just stopped showing up. My neighbor, being the saint that he is, contacted him to find out why. Turns out he is one of thirteen kids and his mother claimed him as being mentally handicapped to get $600 a month from the government to care for him. He isn't of course, she just made him stay home from school to keep him stupid so he couldn't pass any of the tests he would have to take to keep the money coming in. She made him stop volunteering because he was learning too much and actually passed one of the tests. So now my neighbors are in the process of becoming his legal guardians. Really nice kid. My boys love him. These people are better than I ever could be.
Wow. Awesome story (well the ending part, anyway). :thumbup:
He just turned 20. My neighbor taught him how to drive and he got his driver's license. After that, they gave him a car. They helped him by getting tutors and he passed his GED. Now they are researching grants and stuff so he can attend college. Just heart warming to know there are such good people in the world. Oh and his "mom" and a couple of aunts are in jail now for using his identity to open lines of credit. So they hired lawyers to try and get that cleaned up for him.

 
Alright, other than the women losing, it's been a pretty awesome day. A little story, humor me. I always wanted to play college football. I wasn't a passionate fan or anything, I just loved the game. My knees were bad even back then however and I faced reality, and didn't even try. However when I actually got to school some of the guys in the dorm that were on the team knew of me and really pushed me to be go out. (I wasn't great but pretty good, I was in the paper a couple of times.) So I started training and found out what I knew already, my body just couldn't hand it. I tried training again towards the end of the year and same results. Oh well. My roommate my sophomore year was an All American soccer player there on scholarship. We were good buddies from here n STL for a long time, you know whatever. We both liked to drink and have fun. Well one Saturday he comes home and tells me they have a scrimmage with another school, a bunch of guys on the team have the flu and they're a guy short. Do I want to play? Hell yeah. I haven't palyed soccer competitively since I was in the 8th grade but I had my shin guards in the drawer. One of my best friends, still is, the guy I toud you about that had his house foreclosed on from underneath him, quit the "A" team in school and played with me on the "B" team because he was so mad I wasn't there with him. Politics man. St. Louis is a soccer town. Most of the nation thinks baseball but it's really all about the soccer. There were several guys I played with in grade school that went pro. One of the people I love and respected the most played on the World Cup team. I really miss that Italian #####. So here I am game day, it never even occurred to me at the time I'm playing against some of the best, and with the best, around. I'm at fullback we're down 1-0 late in the second half when I steal the ball. I'm at about midway on our end from the goal to half field. Another guy is coming at me, I nut him, jump over his left leg point to my roommate to go. He's sprinting down field and I drop the ball right over his left shoulder as he's about to pass the defenders. He was about halfway on their side and just launches a canon for a goal. It was remarkable. You would think that having that much room, you could see where the ball was going but he hit it that hard. We end up in overtime and after two sets of penalty kicks, they have to put me up there. I'm kicking fourth, the first two guys on both sides made their shot both of the third guys missed. Now it's up to me. I stared hard at the bottom left hand corner of the net. I approached the ball, the goalie dives towards the left hand side and I canned it in the top right corner. It was unreal. I turn to see my teammate and they're all laughing. I shrugged my shoulders, had my hands, palms up, at my waist and just said "what?" Now they are bent over laughing. Turns out my roommate was taking bets against me. The next guy on their team missed and we won. It was a remarkable, surreal, day. For a brief moment in time, I was a college athlete.
Bump for the game.

 
I installed 2/4 of the new toilets yesterday. Dylan was seriously impressed that I new WTF I was doing. Pretty cool, they have two buttons on top. One for is it pee and the other for serious business which is why I had them installed.

 
There has been a black kid living with my neighbors for the last year or so and I finally got the story as to why. He was volunteering at the church they attend for a couple of years and then just stopped showing up. My neighbor, being the saint that he is, contacted him to find out why. Turns out he is one of thirteen kids and his mother claimed him as being mentally handicapped to get $600 a month from the government to care for him. He isn't of course, she just made him stay home from school to keep him stupid so he couldn't pass any of the tests he would have to take to keep the money coming in. She made him stop volunteering because he was learning too much and actually passed one of the tests. So now my neighbors are in the process of becoming his legal guardians. Really nice kid. My boys love him. These people are better than I ever could be.
Wow. Awesome story (well the ending part, anyway). :thumbup:
He just turned 20. My neighbor taught him how to drive and he got his driver's license. After that, they gave him a car. They helped him by getting tutors and he passed his GED. Now they are researching grants and stuff so he can attend college. Just heart warming to know there are such good people in the world. Oh and his "mom" and a couple of aunts are in jail now for using his identity to open lines of credit. So they hired lawyers to try and get that cleaned up for him.
Mr. krista and I muse about winning the birth lottery. Take a guy like Julio in Nicaragua. You take such a smart, hard-working, awesome guy and put him in a US middle-class family and the world is his oyster--he could probably do anything he wanted. By virtue of birth, he's never going to get that chance. Makes me sad but appreciative of my own birth lottery.

 
I like when the US guy elbowed that tattooed pansy in the face and he rolled around like a little girl on the ground like he actually got his hard.

 
There has been a black kid living with my neighbors for the last year or so and I finally got the story as to why. He was volunteering at the church they attend for a couple of years and then just stopped showing up. My neighbor, being the saint that he is, contacted him to find out why. Turns out he is one of thirteen kids and his mother claimed him as being mentally handicapped to get $600 a month from the government to care for him. He isn't of course, she just made him stay home from school to keep him stupid so he couldn't pass any of the tests he would have to take to keep the money coming in. She made him stop volunteering because he was learning too much and actually passed one of the tests. So now my neighbors are in the process of becoming his legal guardians. Really nice kid. My boys love him. These people are better than I ever could be.
Wow. Awesome story (well the ending part, anyway). :thumbup:
He just turned 20. My neighbor taught him how to drive and he got his driver's license. After that, they gave him a car. They helped him by getting tutors and he passed his GED. Now they are researching grants and stuff so he can attend college. Just heart warming to know there are such good people in the world. Oh and his "mom" and a couple of aunts are in jail now for using his identity to open lines of credit. So they hired lawyers to try and get that cleaned up for him.
Mr. krista and I muse about winning the birth lottery. Take a guy like Julio in Nicaragua. You take such a smart, hard-working, awesome guy and put him in a US middle-class family and the world is his oyster--he could probably do anything he wanted. By virtue of birth, he's never going to get that chance. Makes me sad but appreciative of my own birth lottery.
Yep. I'll never forget talking to my Dad when I was 13 about why the Russians hated and wanted to nuke us. It was on a hot summers night and we were on the front porch which was unusual. We had a long conversation about politics and the "birth lottery". It makes me sad too, GB. Please know I make sure to drill into the heads of my boys how lucky they are to have also been born into prosperity and opportunity. I'm happy to report that they seem to understand.

 
Oh, and it would have been my FIL's birthday yesterday. Mrs. SLB would have killed and eaten Angrywife she was in such a bad mood. She picked a fight with me because I was putting too much blackened seasoning on my chicken for the love of Pete. When I put the boys to bed, Cal hugs me and says "you know dad, I think mom did okay today all-in-all with it being papa's birthday". Such a sweet kid.

 
There has been a black kid living with my neighbors for the last year or so and I finally got the story as to why. He was volunteering at the church they attend for a couple of years and then just stopped showing up. My neighbor, being the saint that he is, contacted him to find out why. Turns out he is one of thirteen kids and his mother claimed him as being mentally handicapped to get $600 a month from the government to care for him. He isn't of course, she just made him stay home from school to keep him stupid so he couldn't pass any of the tests he would have to take to keep the money coming in. She made him stop volunteering because he was learning too much and actually passed one of the tests. So now my neighbors are in the process of becoming his legal guardians. Really nice kid. My boys love him. These people are better than I ever could be.
Wow. Awesome story (well the ending part, anyway). :thumbup:
He just turned 20. My neighbor taught him how to drive and he got his driver's license. After that, they gave him a car. They helped him by getting tutors and he passed his GED. Now they are researching grants and stuff so he can attend college. Just heart warming to know there are such good people in the world. Oh and his "mom" and a couple of aunts are in jail now for using his identity to open lines of credit. So they hired lawyers to try and get that cleaned up for him.
Does he get off the line well? Pick up stunts? Run-blocking?

 

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