Talk about your day thread

[spike]

wearing glassers right now. welcome to the club

Thanks, Four Eyes.

[Chris_H_2]

I currently have 7 pairs of readers scattered throughout my house and I have no idea where any of them are.

[spike]

I currently have 7 pairs of readers scattered throughout my house and I have no idea where any of them are.

They’re on your head.

[Chris_H_2]

I currently have 7 pairs of readers scattered throughout my house and I have no idea where any of them are.

They’re on your head.

Well I’ll be …

[Bammer]

Small claims court. Got it tossed on a technicality. Plaintiff has to start over and we get a new date next month.

[Bammer]

does everyone get along or is there at least one guy that’s an annoying weirdo

Didn’t invite him

You know that saying about there's always one weirdo on the bus and if you don't see one, then it's you.

Holy shit I just realized something. The guy referenced above … he texted me back in mid February while we’re in the middle of coaching our boys’ basketball team. “March Madness is in Seattle this year we should get the team together and go!”

My response was thank you, but watching basketball isn’t really my kids’ thing (it’s not) especially if it isn’t the Huskies … lets all go to a Mariners game instead.

So I’m watching Sportscenter just now and realized he was talking about the womens tournament.

[Anders]

What was his reply?

[96583UP]

oh fuck he def wanna gay your cock up

[Bammer]

What was his reply?

To the M’s game suggestion instead: “Definitely”

Which is true we’ll go to at least a couple games together this year.

[doug rr]

doing a walk thru with our renter today..we have not met him yet

[The Argonaut]

Good luck, doug. Worst case scenario: it's Count Dracula

[wease]

Driving to the cheer competition and the A/C is out in the Weasemobile.

[96583UP]

3 bike rides today so far

nice and sunny out

just grunted while forcing out a fart and my neighbor’s dog heard and was alarmed and started barking

[wease]

Spent the morning gathering/bagging leaves. Just finished taking the youngest Weaseling to her mowing job and now sitting here in the blistering sun waiting for her to get a snow cone. After we get back home the plan is to mow the back yard.

[Peeps]

back home after a week in sunset beach

as nice as the get away was it was great to sleep in my own bed

[Higgs]

Put my back out yesterday moving a table for my wife while she was vacuuming. My big toe is killing me and I'm not sure if I've whacked it or if its some sort of gout. And I whacked my head on the car tailgate yesterday while putting shopping in and got a cut there.

I'm a goddam mess this Monday morning.

[wease]

Damn Higgs. Hope you make it thru the day.

[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.

[LetMeSleep]

You're a mess, Higgs.

My daughter had a nightmare last night and climbed into our bed. Both wife and I are sore due to clinging onto the side of the mattress. Damn, getting old sucks.

[Ello Sailor]

Damn, getting old sucks.

Buy a skateboard and pretend it isn't happening.