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Anyone else think the new Chimp Crazy show was going to be about Banks and Pole Assassin before watching the preview?

It’s tricky.

I don’t like flying. I really don’t like reading about planes falling out of the sky while planning a trip that’s going to require me to get on some questionable airplanes

I nope out of GOT when it first came out. I was encouraged to reconsider that choice when the last season was a month or so from starting. I binged my way through it a couple of episodes at a time and really enjoyed it.

I average 6 pts and 2 bds in every summer league tournament I ever played in. If you asked nicely I would toss in a couple of assists. I believe my ranking peaked around 5,000.

CSB: my MIL was the #1 rated fencer in the world for a couple of years.

If they really wanted to cause an uproar they should’ve used El Fenix instead of BH. The Purge in the Park Cities would ensue.

Cat fight!!

Sark said they’re not doing anything until after the first scrimmage.

Chebet is who I was talking about

That Kenyan woman is nuts. Running the marathon a day and a half after winning the 10k.

He also didn’t get thrown to the wolves his rookie year. It probably took Aikman years to get back to .500 after his rookie year.

We” e got basketball x2, soccer, and volleyball incoming. Are there any fucking diving into vents left? Or ping pong? We’re fucked if there are.

Looked like their was a train wreck down the home stretch.

I’m not suggesting we make him a feature back, but Bolden can pitch in 3-4 carries if we’re trying to keep Blue on a pitch count.

They were 15 pt dogs.

I go to LA several times per year. I love it for about a week, then I’m ready to go home. The cost of housing is pretty fucking high in the parts of town that make LA fun. No desire whatsoever to live in the burbs and pull up google maps to find out it’s gonna take me 1.5 hrs to get to a restaurant in West Hollywood, and I currently can’t afford a house in West Hollywood. So we’ll be happy to spend some time out there every year in the SIL’s west LA guest house, enjoy all that LA has to offer, and go home to wherever that may be. Right now that’s N. Dallas, and wherever we decide to eventually leave Texas, it would be my strong preference to keep the real estate investment at its current level or at least somewhere in the same ballpark Charleston checks a lot of boxes for us right now. We can get a comparable house to what we currently have 10 minutes from downtown and one of the best food scenes in the country. The beaches are 15-20 minutes in the other direction, except on weekends when the traffic can be a bit of a clusterfuck going to the beaches on Fri. night/Sat morning and back towards town on Sunday night, especially in the summer. Outdoor recreation options are plentiful. There are downsides. Charleston is a lot like Austin politically (blue dot in a red state), but statewide is maybe as shitty as Texas. If you get 20 minutes outside of town it’s a more polite version of Deliverance. Having lived in DFW for most of my life, I take for granted the ability to get a direct flight to damn near anywhere. Lots of connections through Atlanta or Charlotte depending on your choice of airline. There are a few daily direct flights to Dallas, and that would be a frequent destination, so that helps ease the pain a little.

Somewhere an insurance underwriter is placing their personal belongings into a cardboard box and being escorted out of the building by security guards.

Most of the time this happens at Casa de Comvinced it’s a line of sight issue caused by the piles of unread books and home decor magazines on the coffee table. Additionally, it is my fault, because I must have hooked it up incorrectly since she doesn’t know anyone else who has to elevate the remote slightly to change the channel (depending on the height of the piles on that particular day). That this happens at all is because she bought a lovely mid century credenza with no consideration given to the purpose of it, which is to organize all of the electronic stuff under the tv.

Pretty sure they could find a venue to host a softball tournament in LA.

Billy’s old teammates pass the hat from time to time.

Am I a miserable human being for not giving a single, solitary fuck about the paralympics?

There was a witness who stopped to render aid/make sure we were alive. She backed up my story that we were being chased by a carful of people with guns. There was another car who I was racing, but they had no guns. She bought what I was selling, and ended up being my advocate with both the cops and my parents.

Ewing can pound sand.

Just go 5 wide.