Coach update

[96583UP]

Hi Coach,

Thanks for the update. Keep strong. We poop as one.

-96573939574839UP

Thanks, man. And thanks to everyone for the support and messages. I'm more upset about being dumped, lol. But, I am trying to move on and know that will take time.

makes sense

but you probably should not drink and pick up a new obsession

like coffee, porn, or scratch off lotto tickets

[96583UP]

Hi Coach,

Thanks for the update. Keep strong. We poop as one.

-96573939574839UP

not getting bottom-paged on this issue

#TeamCoach

sorry, bro.

don’t bro me bro

christ now even this got bottom-paged

[tommy]

Hi Coach,

Thanks for the update. Keep strong. We poop as one.

-96573939574839UP

not getting bottom-paged on this issue

#TeamCoach

sorry, bro.

don’t bro me bro

christ now even this got bottom-paged

sorry, bro.

[96583UP]

Hi Coach,

Thanks for the update. Keep strong. We poop as one.

-96573939574839UP

not getting bottom-paged on this issue

#TeamCoach

sorry, bro.

don’t bro me bro

christ now even this got bottom-paged

sorry, bro.

thanks bro

[Bammer]

Anyway, I'm back in the dating saddle and have a date with a pretty girl tonight, so onward and upward.

Nice! Good luck.

Thanks, it went well. It was weird to hookup and not be drunk lol.

Sounds like it went better than well, you slut.

We just made out, so no biggie.

The bigger challenge will be tonight...I know she will want to get laid and they have me on Zoloft and I have the sexual side effects. Doc says those will subside over the next few weeks.

In the meantime, it's a very inconsistent Coach right now so we shall see what happens, lol.

Damn! I wish I had that confidence!!!

Saying she “wants to bang coach” would be confidence. Knowing she “wants to get laid” means he knows who he’s dealing with.

[Coach]

All set

[Bammer]

All set

Congrats on sustaining a boner

[Anders]

Do what makes you happy and healthy. Stay sober, and date away.

[Coach]

All set

Congrats on sustaining a boner

All set in that category, but couldn't finish.

Good news is that she now thinks I have the stamina of a porn star now. I did fill her in on the Zoloft, lol.

[Coach]

Hi Coach,

Thanks for the update. Keep strong. We poop as one.

-96573939574839UP

Thanks, man. And thanks to everyone for the support and messages. I'm more upset about being dumped, lol. But, I am trying to move on and know that will take time.

makes sense

but you probably should not drink and pick up a new obsession

like coffee, porn, or scratch off lotto tickets

I was thinking about doing that cutting thing, where you slice up your arms. Looks interesting.

[96583UP]

All set

Congrats on sustaining a boner

All set in that category, but couldn't finish.

Good news is that she now thinks I have the stamina of a porn star now. I did fill her in on the Zoloft, lol.

nice

you are a true stud

and maybe gay

[96583UP]

Hi Coach,

Thanks for the update. Keep strong. We poop as one.

-96573939574839UP

Thanks, man. And thanks to everyone for the support and messages. I'm more upset about being dumped, lol. But, I am trying to move on and know that will take time.

makes sense

but you probably should not drink and pick up a new obsession

like coffee, porn, or scratch off lotto tickets

I was thinking about doing that cutting thing, where you slice up your arms. Looks interesting.

just do pushups, situps, chinups, pullups, bike rides, and listen to Dave A era pearl jam instead

[dad]

Hi Coach,

Thanks for the update. Keep strong. We poop as one.

-96573939574839UP

Thanks, man. And thanks to everyone for the support and messages. I'm more upset about being dumped, lol. But, I am trying to move on and know that will take time.

makes sense

but you probably should not drink and pick up a new obsession

like coffee, porn, or scratch off lotto tickets

I was thinking about doing that cutting thing, where you slice up your arms. Looks interesting.

just do pushups, situps, chinups, pullups, bike rides, and listen to Dave A era pearl jam instead

solid plan, bro.

[96583UP]

Hi Coach,

Thanks for the update. Keep strong. We poop as one.

-96573939574839UP

Thanks, man. And thanks to everyone for the support and messages. I'm more upset about being dumped, lol. But, I am trying to move on and know that will take time.

makes sense

but you probably should not drink and pick up a new obsession

like coffee, porn, or scratch off lotto tickets

I was thinking about doing that cutting thing, where you slice up your arms. Looks interesting.

just do pushups, situps, chinups, pullups, bike rides, and listen to Dave A era pearl jam instead

solid plan, bro.

this is the way, bro

[Ello Sailor]

Our sober gang is growing steadily. I'm a little concerned about Trag's gatekeeping though.

Maybe Tree should be our club chair instead.

[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.

[Ello Sailor]

Oh. My comment wasn't serious. Tree would make a horrible chair.

How do you navigate the god stuff? Have you defined your higher power?

[96583UP]

Step 1: Bring back Dave A
Steps 2-12: See step 1

[Ello Sailor]

I watched a Go + Animal live performance from '93 yesterday and I can see why you're soy gay for him. Everyone gushes about his cymbal work, but it's the way he abused the kick and snare that does it for me.

[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.