Talk about your day thread

[spike]

I hosed down our boat earlier, then wanted to move it a few feet forward along the dock to better be in the sun for drying purposes. Untied her and gently moved her along, then tied her back up. Like a minute later, a huge wake hit our spot. If it’d been when I had the pontoon untied, would’ve been somewhat fucked.

[Chris_H_2]

God is great

[doug rr]

sounds like you earned yourself a fish fry Friday

[96583UP]

you could have swum to the rescue

[96583UP]

still waiting for my ride cymbal to arrive but set my djembe and bongos near the rest of the kit and had a banger of a drum sesh today

mediocre weather, although ripped 2 bike rides, one into 20 mph winds, but otherwise just bashed it up including punky reggae style

might need to grab a few more cymbals after seeing the PJ snippet of jack drumming for yield looks like he's got 4-5 decent sized ones in there (and they dared criticize Dave A!)

nice to play

i like to play

Spoiler: show

[spike]

Mower started crapping out with about five more minutes of grass to mow. Pulled out and cleaned the deck, finished the job but she doesn’t sound great.

[96583UP]

you should pay someone to do that for you, bro

time is the prime asset

unless it is something you enjoy

[spike]

I like fixing stuff and I’m decent at it. What I miscalculated was how fucking hot it was today and how old my back and knees are getting.

I definitely should’ve been in the water instead, but it all kinda snowballed.

[96583UP]

you should just pay someone

then you can focus on the things you want to do

like shred those abs

[spike]

my lawn was only like 80% mowed. i had to take immediate action.

it'll all be worth it tomorrow while i take it easy and watch my kid run through the sprinkler atop that freshly cut 2" grass.

[Jorge]

Went to a fun party and met a girl who introduced herself as the #1 concert oboist in Argentina

[Ello Sailor]

Baller move, honestly.

[Jorge]

I loved her immediately. Such a funny way to introduce herself to a bunch of strangers.

[96583UP]

how mana oboists are there approximately in argentina

and are oboe ranking provided for provinces or only at a national level

[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.

[spike]

RIP Jorge’s current GF, long live Oboegirl

This math does not apply to threesome guys.

[BurtReynolds]

Holy shit I cannot believe you got to meet her.

[Chris_H_2]

Has she ever dated Conor Oberst?

[Jorge]

Holy shit I cannot believe you got to meet her.

We took a photo together. I couldn't believe my luck

[spike]

I like fixing stuff and I’m decent at it. What I miscalculated was how fucking hot it was today and how old my back and knees are getting.

I definitely should’ve been in the water instead, but it all kinda snowballed.

Wife has come down with a bad cold, so my still broken body had to jump in and do some weeding this morning. Back is stiff AF now, and I tweaked a muscle in my left side. Just falling apart.

Both girls napping now at least, so I’m going to take the boat for a spin.