Judging by the response folks around here had of the game last night, this Week 4 slate is not football fan-friendly at all. No starters worth their salt/guaranteed contract are going to play for any length of time, if at all. I thought perhaps of running down various position battles up for grabs but fans of that specific team are already in the know and not-fans couldn’t be less interested if the sayyyy….wily veteran manning the left guard spot for The Whomevers is going to hold off the small college 5th round pick.
Look, if we watch at all, it’s to see if there are any injuries that might screw up our team’s chances. Or better yet, severely undermine a hated rival’s chances of being competitive. (Hey, Cowboys Fans!) Week 4 of the the preseason is a lot like NASCAR is all the time. Yuck. So here are tonight’s games-
Giants vs. Pats vs. Jets vs. Eagles vs. Who? vs. Cowboys vs. Jags vs. Falcons vs. Bills vs. Lions vs. Titans vs. Dolphins vs. Colts vs. Bengals vs. Steelers vs. Panthers vs. Browns vs. Bears vs. Ravens vs. Saints vs. Packers vs. Chiefs vs. Rams vs. Vikings vs. Broncos vs. Cards vs. Seahawks vs. Raiders vs. 49ers vs. Chargers.
Now Let’s Go Out There And Tolerate These Sports Matches!
So far this last week has gone like it always has. 1 point off a 50 question perfect score in a programming language I never took meant to be one you fail for the people that actually took it before, to get you reviewing and you can retake it. 5 (ok, 20, the other 15 was getting it to actually compile because it wasn’t seeing it as a correct file type) min to write a program in a different language I never wrote in with no errors. There was some remembering exact port numbers my teacher got wrong for a program I haven’t used in 20 years, in his defense it was a random one. Some answering other teachers questions when the teacher lets it sit dark for 30 seconds, then not knowing how to answer how I got the answer. It was the only right answer, I don’t understand that follow up.
I might not have slept in 3 days. I needed to get that rant out though.
The sleep thing is a separate rant. I just haven’t been able to sleep. Most of my time this past week has been spent with my dad fixing my car again. I think the last joint on my exhaust system has broken now so I am hoping it will be fine now.
Give me one good reason I don’t fling this fucking laptop through my window onto the asbestos-riddled ceiling/tennis court they’re tearing up outside of it.
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jU_OaIQpnxA
My mantra. Or it fucking should be.
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That is some good Morty graphics.
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All right, bedtime. Thanks as always, folks. We’ll see what happens next week.
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Y’all take care of yourselves, and for the love of gob don’t sit on your own fucking balls:
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I love you folks.
Buncha knuckleheads.
Found the party.
‘Bout to SPONCH ‘n sleep myself…
NOT squanch!
We’re planning a Vegas trip in December details to come.
Don’t tell nobody.
okay, so does everyone remember this picture?
I can’t think of a decent team name to go with it, thoughts?
Cunts?
Nice Golden Cunts
Fool”s Gould
It’s more subtle than that, but I can’t quite put my finger on it.
Gould ‘n’ Jeers? That’s the best I came up with in like a half hour. That is a great pic though. I will keep trying
Because it’s getting difficult to read multiple replies on my phone:
Boys, you have balls. Use them. Don’t wait for a girl to do something. Be confident, be honest, be respectful, and be bold. Go for what you want. Don’t wait for others to give it to you.
Damn right.
And buy a computer balls. I might have something important to say someday.
/nevar has anything important to say
remember, every guy has balls, but not every guy has:
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The word “Hero” gets thrown around a lot but Buddy Coles Half time Show is a goddamn American hero for the banner quote.
Now that I’ve read back, I’m cutting the somber depression theme.
Senor, as I just said below…listen to balls.
One way or the other…regardless of the results…it’s a much better path for you either way.
I think the fact I had to go up to play killed some of the steam, but this false start would make it 1st and 20 at least, it’s not the first time. We’ll talk next time we’re together, or at least I will.
Respect and honesty.
Honesty with passion never hurts.
What do you have to lose?
One of my best friends in the world and a continuing feeling that I’m never going to be good enough for anyone, even though she and my cellist friend who’s like another sister to me have kept that at bay.
Get rid of that shit right now.
Confidence is sexay.
Seriously…it really is true. Don’t let self doubt short circuit it.
I know I’m better than good enough for her. I know it works. And I know she does.
But no, I won’t lose her from telling her what’s up. She knows how I feel, she knows I want us. The waiting game sucks, let’s play Hungry Hungry Hippos.
I know you’re being facetious, but that brings up another important point. If it does become a waiting game, it’s important to find ways to divert your brain from overthinking and fucking things up.
That’s why I play golf so often, and have just bought a new drum kit to just have stuff to do and not have that poisonous idle brain.
Also, don’t stress yourself if you can avoid it. I had lost quite a bit of weight just because for a solid month eating wasn’t a priority. Not good. What’s the point of trying to get this wonderful payoff if stress kills me in the interim? Take care of yourself first and foremost, and have the confidence that you’re her destiny if that’s what you truly believe.
Then, even if it doesn’t work out, you’ll be more OK with that, and yourself, than if you hadn’t done what you could.
The problem is a lot of the distracting things are like “You know, she’d really like this.” Or me playing, which is a little more back to chip on the shoulder.
Oh shit dude…tell me about it. Everything I do or see….same thing. I sometimes talk to her, out loud, even though she’s not there, about these things. But you know what I do about that? When I am fortunate enough to have contact with her, I tell her about it. And I don’t mean I just tell her about those things…but I tell her than when I was seeing/doing these things, that I was so moved my wishing I was sharing them with her, that I actually was telling her about them as if she was there.
Turns out chicks think that’s more charming than stalkery. Who knew, right?
Follow your heart, don’t overthink, be respectful. It’ll work out one way or another.
That’ll be one of the things I say when I see her too.
As for musically I don’t want me playing Devil’s Trill to claim her like the Verdi almost did when I got into my fight with her. Which I ripped about here I think.
Well that’s a tough one. In my case, she and I do pass music links back and forth. And I won’t lie, recently the ones I’ve sent have been a bit more….self indulgent on my part. What I mean is, pieces (alternative and classical to be clear) which let her know that I was hurting for not being able to be with her now. Which I regretted all of them after sending the links. But, as it turned out she was not only cool with me feeling that way, but she feels the same.
I really do need to stop talking. But my only point is that if she feels the same, being open with her will only help. If she doesn’t, then you don’t want to waste any more time with than necessary. As harsh as that sounds.
Be true to yourself.
Sea story time. I am in charge of the forward engine room. Usually that person is an E-6. I am an E-4. I get called in to show up for an investigating hearing because nuclear power does fuck around. I am working nights in the dry dock.
I am sitting in the room, waiting for people to show up, scribbling in my note book. My division officer shows up and asks me what I am doing. I explain, its my musical.
Basically the gist of the musical, the HMS Keelhaul is in dry dock and can’t get out. It starts out with bruhaha number about being in the navy. A young deck hand gets rope burn. So he sees the ship doc. The doc starts singing (I can’t remember which song I wrote lyrics for) starts applying leeches and cutting off limbs until the kid is just a torso and is dead.
So the next seen is pretty serious. Its a burial at sea, and I used an old burial song as the base line of the lyrics. The joke is at the end of the song, they finish and push the kid overboard…and its a splat…because…again, the boat is still in drydock. So a jaunty sea chanty breaks out. I was working on the next scene.
My divo thought I was taking a piss so I hand him my notebook. Five minutes of him humming to himself (cause my lyrics would start with “song to the tune of xxxxx”) and he is laughing like crazy. The Main Propulsion Assistant shows up, demands to know what is funny…and basically the Divo explains and hands off my notebook.
Same thing. He starts humming the tunes and starts laughing.
The Reactor Officer, Capt Hellstrum shows up, demands to know what is funny about this hearing…and the MPA sheepish explains and hands off my book.
Same…exact…fucking…thing. I had the RO laughing his ass off.
I was totally geeking out. I had seen this dude through a manual at an officer for asking for time off for his daughter’s wedding, and I got this guy laughing his ass off.
My chief shows up. Asks what everyone is laughing about. The RO says “Petty Officer JSD has just made my day. The boy has talent. I see why one main machinery room keeps their shit together. You got a great LPO”.
My chief sits down next to me.
“JSD….you are to look forward. Do not say a word. Do not make eye contact. Just fucking sit here. This notebook…it goes in the fucking shredder. You need to stop fucking around”. He later made a big deal in the mechanics office shredding the thing in front of me and the other LPO.
You never drank the coffee in the mechanics office if you were smart. Otherwise, you would know exactly what my piss tasted like.
Christ, what an asshole!
When I took over as LPO, he basically told me he expected me to fuck it up and he would finally be able to send me to captain’s mast.
I went three times…but I was 3-0 baby in three years I was LPO! My proudest achievement was that I took over a division where more people were on restriction for Mast than were qualified senior in rate…and under my belt, I got like 95% qualified and no one went to mast but me.
At one point, I had a kid go UA (AWOL in navy speak) for 8 months, and just on principle, I covered for him. His illegitimate kid had died. My chief told the dude to fuck off when the junior guy asked to go to the funeral. I told the dude to do what he needed to do. He didn’t think I would cover for him so he stayed gone. So for 8 months, Sanchez was checking out lubricants from the HAZMAT office. He finally showed up.
“ABOUT FUCKING TIME SANCHEZ!”
“Yeah…sorry man…I guess I report to the Master at Arms”
“Oh fuck…what did you do?!?”
“I’ve been UA.”
“Yeah I KNOW THAT! I mean you get arrested or some shit?”
“No. I just came back. Settle this shit”
“NO! You were getting grease. Repeat after me ‘I WAS GETTING GREASE’. Now get a haircut, shave, and try to act like you have been on this boat the whole time”
“you serious JSD?”
“yeah”
Dude starts like tearing up…”Why man?”
“Cause fuck Chief. That’s why. You really nearly fucked me. Get cleaned up…and sorry about the kid”.
No one working for me got in trouble for shit….except me. I once got sent for “Malicious Intent in Following a Lawful Order”…where the fuck is that in the Uniform Code of Military Justice?!?
That’s fucking cool, man. Nice job!
But have you ever experienced an uncontrollable steam leak from blown-out packing on MS-1? I haven’t, but I got a buddy who did.
Reducing station blew.
We knew it was going bad and I kept getting in trouble because I would make my watch team stay in the emergency escape while I took logs in the engine room solo.
Pretty much I had all my senior people doing that. I wasn’t on watch when it blew. The senior guy made it to the escape before he got killed, but if all the people were where they were “supposed” to be, we would have had at least five dead sailors.
Seriously…for a week, this valve was fucking screaming, spewing steam past its body to bonnet, before it exploded. My level of give a shit for formal rules was on par with fuck all.
I’m baaaack!!!!! And I will now unleash my somber psuedo-depression on you all.
You’ve been warned.
(don’t worry, this won’t last long….somber depressed masturbation, complete with sobbing, will happen soon enough I suspect)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-ZvZHxRWRUI
Huh. Make a comment on a Seahawks site about the national anthem being written by a racist and a mod deletes it.
I would have never expected that!
Gosh, and here I thought Seattle was full of libruls!
World…shattered.
And to be fair, it was on a thread about Seahawk Jeremy Lane joining Kaep’s …sit-in? Sit-down?
Why it’s a CONSPIRACY! If only there was someone on their staff who could find the truth.
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They can’t handle the truth!
Pete Carrol has some thoughts on that.
Funny, I’ve found Seattle fan moderators to be just peachy!
– Sill Bimmons
That’s really disrespectful to the troops, apparently.
I never knew they were made of fragile crystal and the tears of unicorns, and had to be handled gently and with the utmost care.
No, you’re thinking of cops.
You’re correct, of course. From now on I’ll certainly…
/police tank barrels through front door, runs over Beastmode
//police realize they have the wrong address, shrug, mumble non-apologetic apologies before driving off through back wall
Señor Weaselo, I’m going to give you some unconventional advice. Feel free to dismiss it if you like.
Just pursue this girl as if the other guy didn’t exist. Joke around with her, flirt with her, and at some point make a move on her without even thinking about the other dude. Focus on having fun and building something between you and her. I guarantee you that this will make all your angst go away.
Also eat more spinach.
Nothing bad can happen if you eat more spinach.
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“I yam what I yam and dats all dat I am.”
Popeyeicus 3:24
It’s there. If not for a party where I freaked out, we’d be together but I pushed her right to him. Before I left we went to the beach, were very coupley, and told each other in no uncertain terms our intentions if only there were a place for them, even though she was with him then. The last time I saw her was the two weeks I was back down and we babysat her niece together and made dinner together and walked through the park (different day) and she asked if we’d be close for a long time, to which I said “I hope so.” I’m planning to expand upon that next time I see her, it’s been rattling in my head, because my “I hope so” is “When you’re finally mine I hope I never have to let you go.”
Also everyone remembers that Redshirt and I have a running bet, and I am older than him I believe.
You just need to make a move then. What is stopping you?
I did, we made out on the beach, spent an afternoon at Brooklyn Bridge Park, sang an opera, went to a concert. Then I went up for two weeks, came back, had that making dinner and babysitting day, had the other park day, then I went back up. We’re still talking as much as we can (less this time because school just started) but right now I’m 2 1/2 hours away from home and won’t get back until Monday. When I see her next I’ll tell her what’s been rolling around my brain and how yeah, she’s worth the wait, but the wait fucking sucks especially when I know I’m better and most of her friends, at least the ones I’ve asked, know I’m better.
Also the night before I left, dropping her off after a performance, in the smoothest manner I have ever been, I asked if she could tide me over, and she was a little confused so that time I actually went for it, and I think we were both impressed with how far I’ve come since that first Halloween kiss.
That’s actually my point. Why wait? Just move forward. There is nothing to wait for.
I’m coming into this late, obviously. But as someone who is currently struggling with a not totally dissimilar thing, though not entirely identical admittedly….all I’ll say is balls is a smart dude and he’s correct here, as usual.
Don’t overthink it. Be respectful, but be honest. Only option you’ve got, otherwise you’ll second guess for far too long. Tell her how you feel. At least if it doesn’t happen, you’ll know you did what you could. Go for it. Rejection and pain are a fact of life, and they fade in time. Second guessing yourself or your mistakes will haunt you far longer.
And even if it doesn’t work now, it will plant a seed in her mind. When he fucks it up, if your connection is genuine, you’ll be the one she comes to.
In balls we trust.
My biggest regret would be what happens if this never happens. I think we could survive giving it a shot and having it fall through, but that “what if” could loom. The seed’s there, what’s taking her so long?
She might be waiting for you.
Don’t make her wait. Tell her in no uncertain terms that you have her best interests at heart no matter what she chooses…you’ll always be there for her. It might not pay off right away, and admittedly it might never.
But if you don’t do everything you can, you’ll never know. And that will fuck with the mind. Trust me.
As I said, my situation isn’t precisely the same. But there is an uncertainty there nonetheless. That uncertainty has caused my brain to go kerslodey more than once in the past….month-ish. And even just that almost fucked things up to the point of there being no hope in sight.
Once I realized that the only thing I could do was to be honest with her, and let her make her own way to me, and I gave myself permission to be OK with whatever the final results would be…I’m much more at peace. I know the odds are against me, but the potential payoff would be the best thing to ever happen in my life. I’ve done, and am continuing to do all I can for the good ending. But I’m prepared for the bad and I can accept it.
And while I need to stop talking now, I will say this….it’s Mr. balls who helped to unfuck my brain to the point where I could see that.
Listen to him.
Waiting for me to come back? I hope so. I know she doesn’t trust herself very often, and I think there’s less risk with him because of how close the two of us are, and that might be part of it too. But I’m willing to take that risk whenever she’s ready. I tell her with her career at some point it’ll all make sense and nothing’ll stop her and I’ll want front and center, and I’m waiting for the same with us, where it all makes sense for her like for once it has for me, and together I know we’ll take the world by storm.
Rule #1…be respectful.
That being said, it never hurts to point out that you’re a better option for her…if you are. Like I said before, plant the seed. Sometimes this kinda shit takes time. Which is the biggest part of what I had to come to terms with.
If she’s as great as she sounds, she’s worth putting in the work and the time for the long term payoff.
Right?
I cannot be the only one that thinks Just Stop Dude should stop using his brain for guiding technical dipshits and should instead move to LA and become a TV/movie producer, right?
All the pitches have been gold jerry gold.
I’ve always been a depressant man. Coke is not my thing. I would be like a fish out of water.
Dude, haven’t you heard that weed is pretty much legal here? Coke is about as dated as a day glow ski jacket.
I do appreciate the kudos.
Evening folks. Show over. Spoiled self for BattleBots. Pissed off that goddammit-why-not-SW is still with that guy and everyone in her year went to the beach. And considering our own beach-venture, I know she’s scared about if it were to go belly up and she loses me totally, but… this continues to hurt, even if there would have been no point for anything other than status quo because of the last six weeks and me being away for most of them. But fuck, drop him, I know you’re not that serious about him because you don’t want him to call you his girlfriend, even though I’d want the same, just… gah.
Anyway, what are we drinking tonight? Got a sixer of Cherry Wheat.
Nati-boh…”SW”…significant wife? Sister wife?
Sloppy women?
Senor Weaselo?
Sagittarius wombat?
Slappy winnings?
Senorita Weaselo. As in the-interest-is-real-and-mutual-but-I-went-upstate-to-play-shows-and-what-is-she-waiting-for-to-break-up-with-him-and-finally-be-Senorita Weaselo.
I think she doesn’t trust herself because by not wanting to be declared as his gf it stays casual, when she knows that formality is exactly what I want and she isn’t ready for it–I think she’s still not over what she did to lose a guy way back. If I were smart and not me I’d find someone else, I know. But there isn’t anyone else who holds a candle to her and, well, I love her, and I want to be the newer, better iteration of what she had with that guy, and she’s older, wiser, shouldn’t be scared. Even though that’s the one thing that can set me off.
Shocking warlock?
Sashimi whopper?
Don’t try to understand her logic: you won’t.
Good luck man. Hope it works out.
If you’re going to give yourself up to militarism due to a mindlessly repetitive doggerel march cadence, please do us all a favor and sign up with a military that can do better than ROCK ROCK ROCK ROCK STEADY
As someone with tattoos (from my military time)….
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I think kids these days should you know…tone it down with tattoos…
“…and what would be sweeter than Bronco, Raider and Patriot fans helping to pay for your new stadium?”
Dan Fouts/NFL going all in on the “Yes on C” commercial.
I mean, they should. They’re the ones that are going to be at the games…
Fair point…dammit.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7h50xcQh8vA
Severely underrated artist.
I was just remembering the Packers-Lions game last season that ended with Rodgers throwing that hail mary to win and how I couldn’t stop laughing for 15 minutes afterwards.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r0vVqStvh_8
That Richard Rogers catch won my matchup that week.
It is 2-0 was there 2 rouges?????
Upon further examination, looks like, in college, you can advance a fumble as long as it’s not fourth down. And in the NFL as long as it’s not the last two minutes of either half.
Anyone watching that there was a former basket ball player for the HOX and it wasnt Jimmy Graham?
Is he still alive?
Still alive, scheduled to return Game 2, I think.
Beefmoe reckon breakout year?
Mmmm…I doubt it. He’ll have a good year (if he stays uninjured) but not like his Saints days. RW’s main targets will still be Baldwin and Kearse.
Good thing I kept Baldwin for my 11th round pick!
GEEEEEAAAUUUXXXXXXXXXX HAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUXXXXXXXXDX
the curse of Vanderbilt…still alive and kicking
Fuck Vanderbilt.
Pitch #4.
Basically we redo “Wonder Years”. Its a total remake. Only when we get to the last season, a second narrator starts talking. Kevin starts hearing an angry voice telling him dark things.
The last season consists of a faithful retelling of “Son of Sam” killings.
I wouldn’t stop laughing. But I’m probably not someone you want to be marketing to.
This is fucking genius.
Still can get over this catch, and I normally hate baseball
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On field bullpens are insanity.
Wrigley won’t have them next year. A space underneath the right field bleachers has been renovated to accommodate them.
I think that leaves San Fran, Oakland and San Diego’s away as the only on-field ones left.
I had to look this up because I wasn’t sure. I knew San Fran and Oakland had them, but turns out it’s not San Diego but Tampa which is the fourth one.
Yeah, Padres fixed that a few years ago.
Ah Tampa does have them, once upon a time Petco Park had just the visitors’ bullpen on the field, which was odd.
And Addison Russell is a mother fucking revelation. I still am blown away Theo and Jed managed to pry him away from Billy Beane of all people.