Talk about your day thread

[Peeps]

update.

older man on bike was taken to the hospital in critical condition and required surgery

he was hit by a flat bed truck. the bus was what he landed in front of after being hit. both flatbed and bus had the green light and the guy thought he could beat them.

[tommy]

update.

older man on bike was taken to the hospital in critical condition and required surgery

he was hit by a flat bed truck. the bus was what he landed in front of after being hit. both flatbed and bus had the green light and the guy thought he could beat them.

Jesus, some bicyclists are just insane.

[dad]

update.

older man on bike was taken to the hospital in critical condition and required surgery

he was hit by a flat bed truck. the bus was what he landed in front of after being hit. both flatbed and bus had the green light and the guy thought he could beat them.

Jesus, some bicyclists are just insane.

hope he's okay.

[Peeps]

no update on him

[doug rr]

haircut today for the big weekend party

[doug rr]

hit a bucket of balls this morning..going to start packing up some stuff sometime today

[BurtReynolds]

I bought some houseplants! I'm a plant guy now.

[Strat]

hit a bucket of balls this morning..going to start packing up some stuff sometime today

i will be 5 minutes from a wonderful golf course when i move.

Im getting back into it baby!

[doug rr]

hit a bucket of balls this morning..going to start packing up some stuff sometime today

i will be 5 minutes from a wonderful golf course when i move.

Im getting back into it baby!

much safer than skiing

[Strat]

hit a bucket of balls this morning..going to start packing up some stuff sometime today

i will be 5 minutes from a wonderful golf course when i move.

Im getting back into it baby!

much safer than skiing

I dont know. I'm better at skiing. Good chance ill throw my spine/shoulder out!

[spike]

Strat is basically becoming Lars from Fargo.

[Ello Sailor]

[coptheriotact]

I thought it would be a peaceful Sunday morning to do my routine hill climb/run but when I got to the top the car park was full of people watching the rise of Jesus that all decided to drive back down on my run back down

[lennytheweedwhacker]

I thought it would be a peaceful Sunday morning to do my routine hill climb/run but when I got to the top the car park was full of people watching the rise of Jesus that all decided to drive back down on my run back down

Sweet sentence bro

[knee tunes]

I bought some houseplants! I'm a plant guy now.

What did you get?

[coptheriotact]

I thought it would be a peaceful Sunday morning to do my routine hill climb/run but when I got to the top the car park was full of people watching the rise of Jesus that all decided to drive back down on my run back down

Sweet sentence bro

Thanks brotha

[BurtReynolds]

I bought some houseplants! I'm a plant guy now.

What did you get?

A golden pothos, a dracaena, and a mass cane!

[lennytheweedwhacker]

I bought some houseplants! I'm a plant guy now.

What did you get?

A golden pothos, a dracaena, and a mass cane!

PM me some pics

[lennytheweedwhacker]

I don't think my body likes being outside for more than an hour at a time.

[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.