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My son was admitted to children's hospital at about 1030 after being in the ER for like 5 hours with a bad case of the croup. Thopras not necessary as he should be OK, but the first 2 rounds of breathing treatments and steroids didn't help as much as they wanted. My wife is with him, there was no way she was going home to take care of the dog and leave him. She's so awesome.

At any rate, I have to give props to workers in the children's Er. So many screaming kids. So many ######## parents. So many brutal injuries and illnesses. I felt as bad for the nurses and doctors as I did the kids. For the most part these people are saints. It was my first real experience and other than a diagnosis I wasn't happy about, we were treated swiftly and had 2 different doctors helping.

IBATB for the next half hour or so. Twas a long day.
Good luck, man. If you remember, I dealt with a lot of stuff when my son was born. It's never easy. You're right those people are saints.

 
Yeah this situation doesn't compare frosty but 5 hours of kids screaming was enough for me. The people that do this every day are awesome

 
Thanks bro. You're good people. I don't care what tre, thorn, Homer, Tanner, k4, YSR, truck, imp, Bently, bogey, uni, stu, gm, (probably many more) say about you

 
Thanks bro. You're good people. I don't care what tre, thorn, Homer, Tanner, k4, YSR, truck, imp, Bently, bogey, uni, stu, gm, (probably many more) say about you
I only say nice things!
Good Lord. Are you still up from yesterday or just getting to it?
Love my wife's homemade pizza but often times it causes 330am wakeup calls. Course it just might be all the hot peppers I put on it. :bag:
Oh man, it sounds worth it (says the guy 3000 miles away who didn't eat any)

 
Going to the homebrew store today. I brewed my own beer years ago, but got away from it. I have a friend who moved into the area recently who's always wanted to get into it, so away we go.

My Planking Challenge is still going. Today is a break, but I made it through 5 days and am up to 40 seconds. I'm pretty proud of myself considering I do absolutely nothing else that could be considered exercise.

 
This Sunday is my gf's birthday, so this weekend is all about her and trying to make her feel special. She's used to her birthday being a bit of an afterthought with Christmas and all, so I'm putting extra effort into focusing on her birthday.

Last night, her cousins from Columbus came down and they did a girl's night at the casino. I made them a massive charcuterie plate and did a wine tasting before they went out. This morning I'm going over and serving Bloody Marys garnished with a pickle spear, a slice of my homemade bacon, a blue cheese stuffed olive, a slim jim and a cheese cube. Tonight we do dinner with her dad and step mom (gorging on massive quantities of sashimi) before bar hopping with friends. Tomorrow morning is brunch with her mom's side leading up to a winter solstice party* at a local bar. I gave her some cash for the casino last night, but her big present from me is an iPad mini... Should be an awesome birthday weekend for her :thumbup:

*8 years ago, a massive wind storm rolled through the area and the steeple of a church blew off and landed in the courtyard outside a local neighborhood bar in the city. Every year since then, the group of regulars at the bar put the steeple out in the courtyard, decorate it with lights and do a tongue-in-cheek pagan ritual with goat heads and prayers to the gods. It's always on a Sunday and usually everybody is already wasted from a day of drinking and watching football. A bar that typically has 12-20 people in it on a busy Sunday suddenly fills up with well over 100 people after the ceremony is over!

 
I rarely step out of the friendly confines of the GMTAN these days. Heck, I've even had trouble keeping up in this thread recently, but this thread from Cav is worth checking out

 
Going to the homebrew store today. I brewed my own beer years ago, but got away from it. I have a friend who moved into the area recently who's always wanted to get into it, so away we go.

My Planking Challenge is still going. Today is a break, but I made it through 5 days and am up to 40 seconds. I'm pretty proud of myself considering I do absolutely nothing else that could be considered exercise.
What kind of beer will you brew?

 
I made them a massive charcuterie plate and did a wine tasting before they went out. This morning I'm going over and serving Bloody Marys garnished with a pickle spear, a slice of my homemade bacon, a blue cheese stuffed olive, a slim jim and a cheese cube. Tonight we do dinner with her dad and step mom (gorging on massive quantities of sashimi) before bar hopping with friends. Tomorrow morning is brunch
This sounds awesome by the way. I have no idea how to do half this stuff but everything sounds amazing. Serious question though, and I hope I'm not prying too much, but how did you two decide which one of you was the "girlfriend"?

 
I made them a massive charcuterie plate and did a wine tasting before they went out. This morning I'm going over and serving Bloody Marys garnished with a pickle spear, a slice of my homemade bacon, a blue cheese stuffed olive, a slim jim and a cheese cube. Tonight we do dinner with her dad and step mom (gorging on massive quantities of sashimi) before bar hopping with friends. Tomorrow morning is brunch
This sounds awesome by the way. I have no idea how to do half this stuff but everything sounds amazing. Serious question though, and I hope I'm not prying too much, but how did you two decide which one of you was the "girlfriend"?
:lmao: :lmao:

 
Pretty sure that any dude that likes pickles is gay or just doesn't realize it yet.
Man, for about 15 years I always kind of felt sorry for you in your marriage as your wife kind of seemed like she was a tad askew and drove you to drink. Now? That poor poor woman. Feel like going to the Bakersfield BW3 and telling her she could do so much better.

 
My son was admitted to children's hospital at about 1030 after being in the ER for like 5 hours with a bad case of the croup. Thopras not necessary as he should be OK, but the first 2 rounds of breathing treatments and steroids didn't help as much as they wanted. My wife is with him, there was no way she was going home to take care of the dog and leave him. She's so awesome.

At any rate, I have to give props to workers in the children's Er. So many screaming kids. So many ######## parents. So many brutal injuries and illnesses. I felt as bad for the nurses and doctors as I did the kids. For the most part these people are saints. It was my first real experience and other than a diagnosis I wasn't happy about, we were treated swiftly and had 2 different doctors helping.

IBATB for the next half hour or so. Twas a long day.
There is nothing worse than having a sick or injured child.

 
I made them a massive charcuterie plate and did a wine tasting before they went out. This morning I'm going over and serving Bloody Marys garnished with a pickle spear, a slice of my homemade bacon, a blue cheese stuffed olive, a slim jim and a cheese cube. Tonight we do dinner with her dad and step mom (gorging on massive quantities of sashimi) before bar hopping with friends. Tomorrow morning is brunch
This sounds awesome by the way. I have no idea how to do half this stuff but everything sounds amazing. Serious question though, and I hope I'm not prying too much, but how did you two decide which one of you was the "girlfriend"?
Perfect set up and delivery

:lmao:

 
Pretty sure that any dude that likes pickles is gay or just doesn't realize it yet.
Man, for about 15 years I always kind of felt sorry for you in your marriage as your wife kind of seemed like she was a tad askew and drove you to drink. Now? That poor poor woman. Feel like going to the Bakersfield BW3 and telling her she could do so much better.
It's funny because it's true.

But she loves pickles (which is natural because she is a woman) so whenever some lunatic includes a pickle with my food order she gets to have it.

 
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BW3 Fried Pickles on Happy Hour are going to be what kills me. That or the booze. Or the devil weed. Or the work stress. Or the too many kids. Or the fat. Probably the fat.

 
BW3 Fried Pickles on Happy Hour are going to be what kills me. That or the booze. Or the devil weed. Or the work stress. Or the too many kids. Or the fat. Probably the fat.
:bowtie:

On the positive side, my doc changed my dyahbeetus medication this week. Early returns are positive. Off to the gym!

 
Mrs. Sudsy and Sudsygirl like Christmas lights. I go Clark Griswald for them. It takes about 40 hours to hang the 250 strings of lights, not to mention the wreaths, Angels, deer, and garland. The guy behind me feeds squirrels. They infest the area. Those little rodential bastards have a taste for the insulation on Christmas light wires. They have eaten through about 30 of the wires. I have spent 3 hours this morning finding the breaks and replacing light strings. It costs a fortune. We have to have the place looking sharp for Santa tonight. They guy that does Santa for us was, back in the late 80's, the Santa in the national Coke campaigns. He's fantastic. I met him through work. He embodies Santa so much so that even in the summer, out of costume, he has kids come up to him to tell him what they want.

 
Mrs. Sudsy and Sudsygirl like Christmas lights. I go Clark Griswald for them. It takes about 40 hours to hang the 250 strings of lights, not to mention the wreaths, Angels, deer, and garland. The guy behind me feeds squirrels. They infest the area. Those little rodential bastards have a taste for the insulation on Christmas light wires. They have eaten through about 30 of the wires. I have spent 3 hours this morning finding the breaks and replacing light strings. It costs a fortune. We have to have the place looking sharp for Santa tonight. They guy that does Santa for us was, back in the late 80's, the Santa in the national Coke campaigns. He's fantastic. I met him through work. He embodies Santa so much so that even in the summer, out of costume, he has kids come up to him to tell him what they want.
JFC

 
BW3 Fried Pickles on Happy Hour are going to be what kills me. That or the booze. Or the devil weed. Or the work stress. Or the too many kids. Or the fat. Probably the fat.
:bowtie:

On the positive side, my doc changed my dyahbeetus medication this week. Early returns are positive. Off to the gym!
Good for you. Need you to stick around for another mediocre year of magic football.

 
Mrs. Sudsy and Sudsygirl like Christmas lights. I go Clark Griswald for them. It takes about 40 hours to hang the 250 strings of lights, not to mention the wreaths, Angels, deer, and garland. The guy behind me feeds squirrels. They infest the area. Those little rodential bastards have a taste for the insulation on Christmas light wires. They have eaten through about 30 of the wires. I have spent 3 hours this morning finding the breaks and replacing light strings. It costs a fortune
Damn squirrels have chewed thru both my cable & telephone lines over the past couple of years. Must think they are giant strands of black licorice.

 
BW3 Fried Pickles on Happy Hour are going to be what kills me. That or the booze. Or the devil weed. Or the work stress. Or the too many kids. Or the fat. Probably the fat.
Its going to be me if you don't stop wiping up on the drapes after you pay your visits to my wife. For God sakes, I leave out a fresh towel. Use it!
The drapes? That was probably Shuke, GB. He has no regard on skeet placement.

 
BW3 Fried Pickles on Happy Hour are going to be what kills me. That or the booze. Or the devil weed. Or the work stress. Or the too many kids. Or the fat. Probably the fat.
Its going to be me if you don't stop wiping up on the drapes after you pay your visits to my wife. For God sakes, I leave out a fresh towel. Use it!
The drapes? That was probably Shuke, GB. He has no regard on skeet placement.
Well however it is, this HAS to stop. The dry cleaning bill is killing me.

 

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