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Post by The Red Heifer on Feb 21, 2019 8:30:54 GMT
I ran into a plate glass door at my wife's work yesterday. I mean literally ran into it, I was dropping Abby off to her so I can play basketball, and was sprinting out the door so they could close up before someone else walked in. They already had shut the clear glass door with no visible indicator strip on it though, so I hit it hard. My head still hurts.
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Post by rayge on Feb 21, 2019 13:58:23 GMT
I ran into a plate glass door at my wife's work yesterday. I mean literally ran into it, I was dropping Abby off to her so I can play basketball, and was sprinting out the door so they could close up before someone else walked in. They already had shut the clear glass door with no visible indicator strip on it though, so I hit it hard. My head still hurts. Ouch. But you did better than my mate Billy, who did more or less the same thing (it was an amusement arcade, very bright outside, dim within, and he wasn't running), but he walked into it and the glass shattered (this was the 1980s, when safety standards weren't so strict), and as well as cuts to both arms, which damaged tendons and meant he had to give up kendo, at which he was progressing really well, another shard nicked his femoral artery, and though he, as a lifeguard and trained first aider, managed to apply a tourniquet, he lost enough blood to require a lot of transfusions, and thereby caught hepatitis C, which ruined his life.
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Post by Reasonable good Nick on Feb 25, 2019 14:14:09 GMT
I ran into a plate glass door at my wife's work yesterday. I mean literally ran into it, I was dropping Abby off to her so I can play basketball, and was sprinting out the door so they could close up before someone else walked in. They already had shut the clear glass door with no visible indicator strip on it though, so I hit it hard. My head still hurts. Ouch. But you did better than my mate Billy, who did more or less the same thing (it was an amusement arcade, very bright outside, dim within, and he wasn't running), but he walked into it and the glass shattered (this was the 1980s, when safety standards weren't so strict), and as well as cuts to both arms, which damaged tendons and meant he had to give up kendo, at which he was progressing really well, another shard nicked his femoral artery, and though he, as a lifeguard and trained first aider, managed to apply a tourniquet, he lost enough blood to require a lot of transfusions, and thereby caught hepatitis C, which ruined his life. Christ, that's rough! Poor bloke. I remember when I was a kid, walking into/through a plate glass door and the injuries that would result was a common cautionary tale that your parents would warn you about. It was a real 1970s 'thing', like being worried about drowning in quicksand.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 25, 2019 18:21:24 GMT
I hate tax time, and with it, realized I really don't like a lot of aspects of being a responsible adult.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 26, 2019 16:38:51 GMT
It's raining here in Northern California this week, and before my son went to school, I reminded him he should have an umbrella. I reminded him because his backpack side pockets didn't show one.
He told me he doesn't keep it there because it looks "gay."
I told him I think that's only if it's on the right side, playing on the old wive's tale that only gay guys got their earrings on the right side.
He didn't get the joke. And he'd lost his old umbrella anyway.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 26, 2019 19:00:30 GMT
Just overheard a funny conversation at work that typifies younger and older American guys' attitudes about soccer.
The younger guy is in his 20s and loves "football," and mentioned Ronaldo to an older guy who he works with. The older guy asked, "Who the fuck is that?" The younger guy was incredulous and the older guy said he wouldn't recognize one soccer player if he walked down the street.
Furthermore, he said, "Soccer was for guys who couldn't make the baseball team," which is pretty true of my generation. Either that or they were Hispanic or their parents were from Europe. Those are the only guys who played youth soccer. My brother played for a couple years, but soon quit to play youth American football and little league baseball.
Younger guys now are more tuned into it. It's on TV more, but the only reason is it's on TV is because FIFA is a very popular video game. That's where US kids are building their interest
I never played youth soccer. No interest at all.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 27, 2019 22:13:09 GMT
In the summer, we frequently go to the Russian River area, north of San Francisco. Once, my son asked why so many cabins are built on stilts even though the river is so far away. This is why.
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Post by fearlessfreap on Feb 27, 2019 23:53:46 GMT
Was soccer during baseball season? I thought it was in the fall- anyway, that shows how popular it was 40 years ago. The strange thing I see now is that lacrosse is king around here. More so than football which was the main event when I was in high school- that and basketball. Nobody plays baseball. I don’t think I’ve seen kids playing it in a park since the early 90’s. My son hates baseball. It would bother me, except it’s the norm around here.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 28, 2019 0:50:31 GMT
Was soccer during baseball season? I thought it was in the fall- anyway, that shows how popular it was 40 years ago. The strange thing I see now is that lacrosse is king around here. More so than football which was the main event when I was in high school- that and basketball. Nobody plays baseball. I don’t think I’ve seen kids playing it in a park since the early 90’s. My son hates baseball. It would bother me, except it’s the norm around here. High school teams are finding it harder and harder to field enough players for a high school football team. When I was in high school, there was a freshman, junior varsity and varsity team - all with 50 guys on it or so. The only sport I see kids playing at the local rec center or school yard is hoops. And less, more and more. My friends and I used to call each other and meet at our school and play football and baseball. Sometimes, if we couldn't get enough guys, we'd just play with a pitcher, shortstop, left fielder and batter. If you hit anything not in left field it was an automatic out. Kids don't play much pick up sports anymore - it's all club and year-round teams now. In high school, I'd go down to the local park or rec center and there would be 15 to 20 guys playing three-on-three and waiting their turn to get on the court. You had to win to stay on.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 28, 2019 0:51:28 GMT
Was soccer during baseball season? Soccer was a winter sport in high school. Same as basketball season.
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Post by Charlie O. on Feb 28, 2019 2:05:08 GMT
Was soccer during baseball season? Soccer was a winter sport in high school. Same as basketball season. I assume Freap was wondering because of the comment about guys not being able to make the baseball team.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 1, 2019 17:40:45 GMT
I really enjoy responding to conservative politicians and journalists on Twitter.
Yesterday, one of the topics was Jared Kushner getting top security clearance, even though chief of staff, Gen'l Kelly, and White House counsel, McGahn, advised against it.
I responded: I wouldn't let him operate a cordless drill, much less give him top security clearance.
Not that funny, but I really enjoy it.
Today, Sen. Lindsey Graham, tweeted something nice about Democrats and said he bet a Democrat couldn't do the same with Republicans. I responded: Pres. Trump has a very masculine signature when signing his hush money checks. How's that?
Again, sorta funny, but it helps me expel my demons.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 2, 2019 16:53:14 GMT
I'm so fucking stupid. I thought I ordered pizza to be delivered last night, but I fell asleep and it never came.
This morning, I opened my email and I ordered takeout instead of delivery. I was thinking about trying to get my pizza today, but thought pride was better than pepperoni.
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Post by tory on Mar 3, 2019 14:12:54 GMT
I joined the gym. I really didn't want to be a fitness wanker, but at 45 I decided I needed to lose a few pounds and retain a decent level of fitness given the saying of "use it or lose it" seems to becoming increasingly apparent. Gym actually means swimming pool, as my current regime is walking to the sports centre and back as a round trip of just under 6 miles and a 1 KM swim. The membership allows me to use the gym as well, so I might just do a cycling session or something and use the sauna whilst I'm there. I imagine in a month's time I'll be doing weights. Jesus.
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Post by clive gash on Mar 3, 2019 18:34:22 GMT
I ran into a plate glass door at my wife's work yesterday. I mean literally ran into it, I was dropping Abby off to her so I can play basketball, and was sprinting out the door so they could close up before someone else walked in. They already had shut the clear glass door with no visible indicator strip on it though, so I hit it hard. My head still hurts. My commiserations to the plate glass door.
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