Talk about your day thread

[dad]

Im super tired from all the partying of yesterday. I move all my meetings for next week and im going to beach until friday.

fuck everything

What a life.

This is why we’re #1

except in soccer

futbol.

[spike]

Im super tired from all the partying of yesterday. I move all my meetings for next week and im going to beach until friday.

fuck everything

What a life.

This is why we’re #1

except in soccer

Association football was created by the British elite. We’ll never take it seriously here, nor should we.

[bart]

We fought several wars so we wouldn’t have to care about soccer

[Jorge]

Im super tired from all the partying of yesterday. I move all my meetings for next week and im going to beach until friday.

fuck everything

What a life.

This is why we’re #1

except in soccer

Association football was created by the British elite. We’ll never take it seriously here, nor should we.

I think it's getting more and more popular. I was surprised at the amount of people from the US who wanted to talk to me about the World Cup this time around. The fact that it was a very good tournament and the US actually held their own no doubt helped

[spike]

Im super tired from all the partying of yesterday. I move all my meetings for next week and im going to beach until friday.

fuck everything

What a life.

This is why we’re #1

except in soccer

Association football was created by the British elite. We’ll never take it seriously here, nor should we.

I think it's getting more and more popular. I was surprised at the amount of people from the US who wanted to talk to me about the World Cup this time around. The fact that it was a very good tournament and the US actually held their own no doubt helped

Traitors.

[lennytheweedwhacker]

We fought several wars so we wouldn’t have to care about soccer

lol

[wease]

Today is the two year anniversary of my brother dying. Sometimes it’s hard to even remember what our life was like before he passed.

[dad]

Today is the two year anniversary of my brother dying. Sometimes it’s hard to even remember what our life was like before he passed.

I’m sorry, wease. That would be hard.

[96583UP]

took a nice long walk around Lowe’s, bought a new fireplace screen

yep

[wease]

Thanks dad

[lennytheweedwhacker]

took a nice long walk around Lowe’s, bought a new fireplace screen

yep

Did you have any trouble going in and out of the doors?

[96583UP]

nope but customer service was thin

[lennytheweedwhacker]

nope but customer service was thin

I hope you didn't berate them.

[96583UP]

nope but customer service was thin

I hope you didn't berate them.

stfu whore

[96583UP]

i mean, no i didnt

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[Chris_H_2]

sorry guys (trag and wease). good thing you both have great families. be thankful. merry Christmas.

[wease]

Sorry wease. As I recall, it was kind of a strained relationship? How's time been to your feelings on that? I'm curious because I've got some vaguely similar stuff going on in my camp.

I don’t know that I’d call our relationship strained. He and our youngest brother had some definite issues to work out which I’m told they did but who knows? He was just never around. It started with the events that created the rift between the other two. After that I guess he figured the rest of the family would take youngest bro’s side (which for the most part we did) and wouldn’t want him around. As it didn’t really involve me at all, I pretty much got over it fairly quickly but there were some wounds opened for sure with other brother. Oddly, I’ve never cried over his passing. Friends and family have died just before and since him and I’ve cried, but not a tear for him. We had a cousin that died less than a week before and I openly wept at our kid’s basketball game when I found out, but nothing for my own brother. That’s what I have a hard time understanding.

His kids right now on the other hand…

[wease]

And today is the three year anniversary of my grandmother’s passing. She was 101.

[VinylGuy]

sorry Wease