Talk about your day thread

[Bammer]

Took my kid to a trial jiu jitsu class. Everything went great until the very end when they said "yeah even if you pay month-to-month, you still have to commit to a full year and you pay a penalty for cancelling your enrollment early." Pretty tough sell when your kid's three and can't really commit to anything outside of a two-hour window.

That's crap - I'd definitely start looking at another club

there isn't another option unfortunately. I'd love if she's stick with this for a bit but if she bails after two weeks, we're looking at a $500 penalty (penalty is 1/3 of outstanding tuition, so that would be the max)

Is this Gracie Barra or another outfit?

[Coach]

OK, I am going to the new casino just outside Boston tomorrow night because sports betting just started here.

[Coach]

I have requested a fan and humidifier in my room and the hotel is going to hook it up. I like this place already.

[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.

[doug rr]

driving to Seattle later today so stay with friends overnight and then flying to LA tomorrow morning to pack up..stress meter is high

[Bammer]

driving to Seattle later today so stay with friends overnight and then flying to LA tomorrow morning to pack up..stress meter is high

Here’s to hoping your tenant doesn’t turn your pad into a p0rn shoot studio unless you’re into that sort of thing!

[spike]

driving to Seattle later today so stay with friends overnight and then flying to LA tomorrow morning to pack up..stress meter is high

Why aren’t you throwing money at this to go away?

[doug rr]

driving to Seattle later today so stay with friends overnight and then flying to LA tomorrow morning to pack up..stress meter is high

Here’s to hoping your tenant doesn’t turn your pad into a p0rn shoot studio unless you’re into that sort of thing!

I'd love to tell you what this guy does for work but I won't

[doug rr]

driving to Seattle later today so stay with friends overnight and then flying to LA tomorrow morning to pack up..stress meter is high

Why aren’t you throwing money at this to go away?

if only
we did get the notification this morning that we've been upgrade to 1st on tomorrows flight...that helps

[Ello Sailor]

driving to Seattle later today so stay with friends overnight and then flying to LA tomorrow morning to pack up..stress meter is high

Here’s to hoping your tenant doesn’t turn your pad into a p0rn shoot studio unless you’re into that sort of thing!

I'd love to tell you what this guy does for work but I won't

[Rangi Guy]

driving to Seattle later today so stay with friends overnight and then flying to LA tomorrow morning to pack up..stress meter is high

Here’s to hoping your tenant doesn’t turn your pad into a p0rn shoot studio unless you’re into that sort of thing!

I'd love to tell you what this guy does for work but I won't

This was a great start to my Friday - Cheers Sailor

[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.

[dad]

Went to the nearest Bureau of Land Management (about 45 min away) and picked up a lifetime entrance pass to all US National Parks in preparation for our upcoming road trip to the Grand Canyon. It covers entrance fees for me and up to three guests. The best part...it's free for prior service members. It doesn't cover the cost of camping in the parks, but we've yet to have a need for that.

[oasisfan35]

Went to the nearest Bureau of Land Management (about 45 min away) and picked up a lifetime entrance pass to all US National Parks in preparation for our upcoming road trip to the Grand Canyon. It covers entrance fees for me and up to three guests. The best part...it's free for prior service members. It doesn't cover the cost of camping in the parks, but we've yet to have a need for that.

Enjoy the trip dad 'n folk!

[Coach]

Have a good and safe trip!

Dale sounds nice.

[Coach]

Oops wrong thread. That’s for Doug

[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.

[doug rr]

maybe dad will take dale to the Grand Canyon...that would be a good thread

[dad]

Went to the nearest Bureau of Land Management (about 45 min away) and picked up a lifetime entrance pass to all US National Parks in preparation for our upcoming road trip to the Grand Canyon. It covers entrance fees for me and up to three guests. The best part...it's free for prior service members. It doesn't cover the cost of camping in the parks, but we've yet to have a need for that.

Enjoy the trip dad 'n folk!

let me know when you're in YNC or maybe Glacier, we can have oatmeal together

If ever I’m in your area I’d be happy to give you a shout to get some oatmeal.

maybe dad will take dale to the Grand Canyon...that would be a good thread

we’re taking our dog, and that might be enough.

[Higgs]

Taking the arvo off and having a hit of golf for the first time this year. Gotta love half-day Fridays.