I didn’t even watch the World Series game last night and I’m exhausted.
Allow me a Grumpy Old White Guy rant: Trunk or Treat when “traditional” suburban trick-or-treating is available. It devalues the entire enterprise by making a huge caloric haul available with minimal effort.
I’m not saying kids have to “earn” their candy by roving across great swaths of the landscape, like the hunter-gatherers of old. It’s that each house visited, each piece of candy obtained is an individual transaction that forms a larger quilt of the whole occasion.
Last night was our first Trunk or Treat. There were about a hundred kids milling around, going from parking space to parking space picking out candy in a barely-cognizable blur of weird decorations and mumbled “Trick or treat”s. You don’t remember which house had the Good Candy and who gave out toothbrushes; the kids are (very reasonably) already onto the next RAV4 to maximize their return.
I was deeply socially awkward as a kid (I have since graduated to “awkward but personable in short sprints”). My kids, unsurprisingly, are the same. The miniature, limited social interactions of the Trick or Treat ritual are an essential training ground for kids like that. Everyone knows what’s expected- you say your line, you get a compliment on your homemade Thundercats Lion-O costume, the treats are produced, you say thank you and leave. Deal done. Things didn’t get weird, you got positive reinforcement (Milky Way!) and you have until the next house to calm down and reset for the next interaction.
Trunk or Treat is basically just going to the grocery store dressed as an astronaut. Which, you know- whatever blows your hair back, no shame. But for the kids? No, thanks.
NFL NEWS:
-The trade deadline is upon us, and with one week to go things are relatively quiet. I attribute that to a very weird year in which a fair number of teams are clustered in the upper-middle, at the expense of a couple utter dogshit bottom-dwellers (Jets, Tits, Raiders) giving out free wins like it was Trunk or Treat. In the abstract that would suggest many potential buyers looking for One Last Piece to seize the opportunity. But I see it as creating a “Srious offers only- I know what I hav” attitude among potential sellers; most of what they have is junk, and they are asking too much for their few decent wares. Also, I think the number of high-profile injuries has some teams gun-shy about pushing too many chips into the middle for one guy.
Deals I would like to see:
*Jeffrey Simmons to the Bills. The Tits need a lot of resources for their coming rebuild. Unlike many general managers of habitually-dogshit bottom-dwellers (sorry, DonT), new GM Mike Borgonzi will be around to spend any picks he can generate, which could entice him to part with Simmons. DT is not traditionally a position you can build around. Meanwhile, the Bills were as vulnerable to the run as a shitty pair of nylons BEFORE Ed Oliver went down this past weekend. Maybe Simmons can salvage this season. Maybe teaming him and Oliver next season will give Drake Maye pants-shitting nightmares.
*David Njoku to Baltimore. Mark Andrews is a great dude, but he’s Washed. Isaiah Likely has regressed. Derrick Henry is still punching hard, but Time remains the undefeated champion and they cannot afford a Lost Season this close to his actuarial limit. Njoku gives them an Andrews-lite weapon that should open the offense back up.
*Trey Hendrickson to…anywhere. Seriously, this poor schmuck. Out there like Horatius at the bridge, only instead the ashes of his fathers and the temples of his gods, motherfucker’s out here dying for Mike Brown and Skyline Chili. Let the man go.
So far I’ve had an 8:30 conference call and am about to go into a 9:15 pre-trial hearing.
The early bird gets hepatitis.
Probably a US Army slogan in 1944
Can anyone here recommend a VPN service? Was thinking about giving it a shot for tomorrow’s Evil Empire (Commiefornia edition) game.
Oh snap.
I just saw my company’s material with our name and stuff on a top-10 national builders instagram story. I was pleased to see the package looked good (clean delivery type stuff).
So now I am emailing my manager to warn him that fucking social media is reaching even our level of shitty construction because, when things are this bad, the agents are playing inspirational music over videos of celebrating a filthy trencher tearing up this clay-ass soil all over the lot.
Can’t wait until the Epstein File Economic Boom hits. I do much better when left alone.
How can I save an Instagram story? Don’t they snapchat after a day?
I found a link.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wW8yAiBecuU
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B4NlVbqqukY
First two chapters of a new audio horror story. I’d like to see this get views, because it’s a really good start to a narrative.
I will check it out tomorrow
when I’m supposed to be workingafter work.Sorry A-Rod: Madonna chewed you up and spit you out.
To be fair, Madonna’s spit out a lot of stuff
Lil’ WCS’ costume in 2025? “Material Girl” -era Madonna.
I thought this is was a fun idea, until I read your response.
Geez, sourry. I guess I went over the Borderline.
Hey now. You need to feel free to Express Yourself.
Fuck you both for being so Vogue.
We have to protect Spam. He’s a Ray of Light
that we Cherish.
Don’t Cry for Me, Argentina.
Look, it’s Crazy For You guys to apologize, but you’re True Blue for thinking of my feelings. Someday when I take a Holiday, I just hope I Live To Tell you all how great you are. Maybe that holiday will be on a beautiful island, or La Isla Bonita as some of our friends would say.
Uh, uh, Papa don’t preach! Phew, nailed it
“This swallowing erasure will not sta…oh god, glug, glug.”
/it’s funny because everyone called her a whore!
I have no idea about what is going on in LA, but I can tell you this:
Dakota Story is a Brooklyn Nocturne.
PLAY LOVE STORY.
Game, Bl
ousesJaysAs long as you consider Hep B a treat
You’ll definitely turn a trick to get it.
Gotta have fentanyl Mentos, asphalt flavored condoms, and Atomic Fire Valtrex
Too spicy. Cool Ranch Valtrex is better.
That’s honestly a splendid fantasy team name.
“Ain’t know way I’m getting caught calling a 900-number again!”
-Not Anyone Going to This Event, I Imagine
Balls celebrates Trunk Treat. There is no “or”.
Seems like it kinda sucks to be a kid nowadays, and considering how much anxiety and depression rates have gone up among the young I have to think the perceived decline in quality is real and not just me being middle aged and crotchety (although I very much am both those things)
Plus, kids are supposed to avoid pedos, and now one’s in what’s left of the White House.
My mom grew up in small town Iowa in the 50’s/60’s. She had a horse of hers do good in the local horse show so they talked about her in this old newspaper clip from the early 60’s I came across in her scrap book.
“Beautiful Sonya Johnson is a tall, stately 14-year old entering Bofuck High. She says she consistently gets out of school at 2:40pm then walks down Old Snatch A Girl Road with her golden locks flowing behind her and perspiration beginning to form on her young skin. Then she works with her blue ribbon mare, Kill Another BITCH Nobody Caught You After The First Six, until 4:35pm where she begins the solo trek home on the outskirts of town where that guy fought street lights. From there she’s assumed to be at home — 114 S Outtasight Street — while her single mom closes their store and may find lovely Sonya asleep in bed in her silk privates at 9:00P.M.”
Yeah but it also sucks being an adult nowadays.
Checkmate.
True. Shit’s difficult to experience — even without the consequences of elective stimulants.
I kinda get trying to burn the edge off of Friday night by having a drink bullshitting with my mom pals I trade pills with and letting the kid put on his stupid costume so he can wear it TWICE.
But then I think, “Fuck, if Reading had been an arbitrary fad America consumed half-as-hard as we did The Kardashians, 75% of parents would have already done their part to the solution.”
Yep, not allowed to go out and play due to fear, almost no real social interaction, and the only joy they get in life is from a device that would have made Skinner die from dehydration.
As a dumb old man I try not to be completely out of touch with the kids but what I see is almost nothing but everyone, everyone identifying with a mental health issue. The better part of me is trying desperately to withhold judgement.
I think part of it is that mental issues are more easily identifiable now. Which is to say, we’re all a little crazy, always have been. There are just better labels for it now and less stigma. And less stigmata, which is unfortunate. That shit’s cool.
“Wish I had a little less stigmata-amirite?”
-Jesus, first standup appearance
Nailed it
“Light audience. Huh. I guess no one really goes out on Easter.”
These sad sack Dodgers-what should we do with them?
Send ’em back to Brooklyn!
Can someone explain to me what this Trunk or Treat is all about? I’ve seen the signs in different areas, but I have no idea how it works.
Rae Carruth did it first
*Trunk or Skeet
Parents park their vehicles in a collective lot or area, and kids go cardoor-to-cardoor trick or treating.
Country alternative to Trick-or-Treating when neighbors are far apart.
This seems to me the only appropriate reason to have it
So, alcohol-free tailgating for kids?
Cars park in a parking lot and the kids bum from car to car. Concentrated Trick or Treat.
Some parents worry about their kids getting squished by drunk costumed partiers on Halloween, but I figure kids having to avoiding hit-and-runs just weeds out the weak.
ETA: I’ve seen it done in school gyms as well.
Where do the kids throw the TP?
At the Cybertruck. Along with eggs. And Molotov cocktails.
They actually don’t need Molotovs, it lights by itself.
I’ve had at least four fire calls meself for Teslas. In a little over 18 months. Great success rate!
http://i.imgur.com/JztAbag.jpg
Way she goes, blax.
On the bright side, I won’t have to stay up until midnight tonight.
If it’s any consolation, trunk or treat is also a really stupid name
Every game of this series going to be multirun affairs, if not straight-up prison-bitching, eh?
“That run comes through the back door”
Balls: “Hell yeah it does”
The two challengers on Jeopardy tonite:
1) A Peanut Butter Artisan
2) An Olympic Bobsledder
Actually looking forward to the contestant interviews.
3) A former Jeopardy! contestant reduced to being a contributor to a dick-joke blog
4) A former submarine nuclear engineer, Hollywood VFX expert, compulsive masturbator, and collector of rare spoons
5) A Cincinnati resident and avid sports fan
Hey, Horatio was a winner not just a contestant.
And whoever #4 is, that guy sounds like he keeps body parts in a garage freezer.
Yeah but not a 5-time winner. Sit the fuck down.
If I had a chance to play again against these sad-sack motherfuckers that are playing these days, I’d be making a run at Ken Jennings’ record.
(no way to prove me wrong now)
Hey SoS I thought you were the Jeopardy contestant.
There are at least two of us. I think three?
(raises hand)
RIGHT. Here’s your membership.
(hands BugEyedBoo a photo of Jim Nabors blowing Ron Paul)
I was gonna ask AI to draw one for me, but the sad thing is that it would do it.
Yeah, no one wants to see that
(pls send it when it’s done, make sure it’s veiny)
SHUT UP RINGO!
Still have the home entertainment center for finishing runner-up in Game #2!
1) He makes and sells peanut butter.
2) A Canuck woman! Competed in 2022, training for 2026. She rules.
1) He makes and sells peanut butter
Well that says it all right there, Mr Skippy
More like the St. Louis Blueing it cause they suck and are bad at hockey!
I agree on trunk or treat. So yes and…
When I was in rural-ass Nevada as a boy, the then-trunk-or-treat (people with tables at the church) was for kids that didn’t get out. Like — grandparents raised them or single-mom worked evenings so it was very much a logistics solution. I am not clear how it got expanded to everyone as like, ‘a week before halloween, go out and do halloween.’
You know how to end a game on time?
RELEASE THE KRAKEN!!!!!
I know when I pledge to help the climate, it never includes turning off the screen when there is advertisement space to sell.
The ad is powered by urine piped in from the men’s room (at least the stuff they don’t sell to Busch).
Live shot of the Blue Jays and Dodgers bullpens after last night’s/this morning’s unscheduled doubleheader.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rf3qzdHdLeY&pp=ygUPc3BhY2UgamFtIGJlbmNo
https://www.wafb.com/2025/10/28/truck-carrying-lab-monkeys-tulane-university-crashes-i-59/
Have to give 2025 credit; it may be cruel but it can be creative at times.
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Pray for Mojo.
That’s one way to improve the Mississippi gene pool.
The headline is still in Louisianian.
They mean: “African American men driving a Tulane University truck crashed on I-59”
I chuckled. Guiltily.
Not quite last night’s based ball OT spectacular, but the Ice Stillers-Iggles match has achieved:
BANANACAKES UNLOCKED!!
The
Embodiment of Sintake the shootout, and the 3-2 win.To writ: 84 combined penalty minutes in overtime
Found a funny:
🐒
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=DTm-AveyT1E
I think fair trade value for Jeffrey Simmons is me boycotting TEN for the rest of the year plus a six-month supply of that pheromone perfume able to attract ladies who favor leopard AND cheetah prints. Rowr.
Jefferey!
/turns off ingkés autotest
You know who always shows you to a good time, win or lose?
truf
If I was president, tariffs would go up 1% for every 1 minute late every sproting event starts.
On Roger Goodell, our national disgrace?
On EVERYTHING! Including light beer! Everyone gets punished until the system is fixed!
I would attack the troops so everyone would have to fish out their yellow “Support the Troops” ribbon magnets in order to not actually support the troops.