Red Mosquito

E.H. Ruddock wrote:At any given time we have 3 kids here at the house. They have friends over and are going to friend's houses. My wife teaches an after school drama program, so there are parents and kids here for that often as well. All of this to say we have a lot of food storage containers coming and going, and whenever I look at our supply of food storage containers, I feel like we are getting the short end of the deal here. We currently have all the semi-disposable gladware you can get in the grocery store, and our good stuff is at who knows house. I may have to hide what good shit we have left from my wife and the kids so they don't give it away, and just keep the cheap shit in the cupboard for them. There's even a margarine container in there, wtf.

Chris_H_2 wrote:

E.H. Ruddock wrote:At any given time we have 3 kids here at the house. They have friends over and are going to friend's houses. My wife teaches an after school drama program, so there are parents and kids here for that often as well. All of this to say we have a lot of food storage containers coming and going, and whenever I look at our supply of food storage containers, I feel like we are getting the short end of the deal here. We currently have all the semi-disposable gladware you can get in the grocery store, and our good stuff is at who knows house. I may have to hide what good shit we have left from my wife and the kids so they don't give it away, and just keep the cheap shit in the cupboard for them. There's even a margarine container in there, wtf.

remember when you used to always refer to your wife as your "partner"? that was f'n weird.

E.H. Ruddock wrote:

Chris_H_2 wrote:

E.H. Ruddock wrote:At any given time we have 3 kids here at the house. They have friends over and are going to friend's houses. My wife teaches an after school drama program, so there are parents and kids here for that often as well. All of this to say we have a lot of food storage containers coming and going, and whenever I look at our supply of food storage containers, I feel like we are getting the short end of the deal here. We currently have all the semi-disposable gladware you can get in the grocery store, and our good stuff is at who knows house. I may have to hide what good shit we have left from my wife and the kids so they don't give it away, and just keep the cheap shit in the cupboard for them. There's even a margarine container in there, wtf.

remember when you used to always refer to your wife as your "partner"? that was f'n weird.

That was before we were married, and we are too old to refer to each other as boyfriend and girlfriend

Chris_H_2 wrote:

E.H. Ruddock wrote:

Chris_H_2 wrote:

E.H. Ruddock wrote:At any given time we have 3 kids here at the house. They have friends over and are going to friend's houses. My wife teaches an after school drama program, so there are parents and kids here for that often as well. All of this to say we have a lot of food storage containers coming and going, and whenever I look at our supply of food storage containers, I feel like we are getting the short end of the deal here. We currently have all the semi-disposable gladware you can get in the grocery store, and our good stuff is at who knows house. I may have to hide what good shit we have left from my wife and the kids so they don't give it away, and just keep the cheap shit in the cupboard for them. There's even a margarine container in there, wtf.

remember when you used to always refer to your wife as your "partner"? that was f'n weird.

That was before we were married, and we are too old to refer to each other as boyfriend and girlfriend

so what do you refer to your girlfriend as?

E.H. Ruddock wrote:

Chris_H_2 wrote:

E.H. Ruddock wrote:

Chris_H_2 wrote:

E.H. Ruddock wrote:At any given time we have 3 kids here at the house. They have friends over and are going to friend's houses. My wife teaches an after school drama program, so there are parents and kids here for that often as well. All of this to say we have a lot of food storage containers coming and going, and whenever I look at our supply of food storage containers, I feel like we are getting the short end of the deal here. We currently have all the semi-disposable gladware you can get in the grocery store, and our good stuff is at who knows house. I may have to hide what good shit we have left from my wife and the kids so they don't give it away, and just keep the cheap shit in the cupboard for them. There's even a margarine container in there, wtf.

remember when you used to always refer to your wife as your "partner"? that was f'n weird.

That was before we were married, and we are too old to refer to each other as boyfriend and girlfriend

so what do you refer to your girlfriend as?

Unlike you, we don't have a babysitter

bodysnatcher wrote:Chris just got roasted, toasted, and burned to a crisp

Chris_H_2 wrote:

bodysnatcher wrote:Chris just got roasted, toasted, and burned to a crisp

i still don't dip my grilled cheese in ketchup though

Chris_H_2 wrote:

E.H. Ruddock wrote:

Chris_H_2 wrote:

E.H. Ruddock wrote:

Chris_H_2 wrote:

E.H. Ruddock wrote:At any given time we have 3 kids here at the house. They have friends over and are going to friend's houses. My wife teaches an after school drama program, so there are parents and kids here for that often as well. All of this to say we have a lot of food storage containers coming and going, and whenever I look at our supply of food storage containers, I feel like we are getting the short end of the deal here. We currently have all the semi-disposable gladware you can get in the grocery store, and our good stuff is at who knows house. I may have to hide what good shit we have left from my wife and the kids so they don't give it away, and just keep the cheap shit in the cupboard for them. There's even a margarine container in there, wtf.

remember when you used to always refer to your wife as your "partner"? that was f'n weird.

That was before we were married, and we are too old to refer to each other as boyfriend and girlfriend

so what do you refer to your girlfriend as?

Unlike you, we don't have a babysitter

wth ruddo? can't i take a swing at you without you coming at me the way you did?

E.H. Ruddock wrote:

Chris_H_2 wrote:

E.H. Ruddock wrote:

Chris_H_2 wrote:

E.H. Ruddock wrote:

Chris_H_2 wrote:

E.H. Ruddock wrote:At any given time we have 3 kids here at the house. They have friends over and are going to friend's houses. My wife teaches an after school drama program, so there are parents and kids here for that often as well. All of this to say we have a lot of food storage containers coming and going, and whenever I look at our supply of food storage containers, I feel like we are getting the short end of the deal here. We currently have all the semi-disposable gladware you can get in the grocery store, and our good stuff is at who knows house. I may have to hide what good shit we have left from my wife and the kids so they don't give it away, and just keep the cheap shit in the cupboard for them. There's even a margarine container in there, wtf.

remember when you used to always refer to your wife as your "partner"? that was f'n weird.

That was before we were married, and we are too old to refer to each other as boyfriend and girlfriend

so what do you refer to your girlfriend as?

Unlike you, we don't have a babysitter

wth ruddo? can't i take a swing at you without you coming at me the way you did?

Tell me how much you paid for the Sigur Ros poster this summer

Carl Sandburg wrote: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.