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I agree. Recruit drama me thinks.
Agreed, but wouldn't that wreck his moment in the sun or is he doing it before the game?
I thought most of the time guys do these decisions at half time.
I thought most of the time guys do these decisions at half time.
When you know the approximate time, let me know.
You gotta laugh about recruiting...now the word is Bolden to UK.
Will be pretty damned aggravating if that's not true, I had written him off to Duke.
Will be pretty damned aggravating if that's not true, I had written him off to Duke.
Does anybody want to take a greyhound to Denver to see Meth and Red, Ghost and Rae, plus 8ball and MJG perform on 4/20?
That's incredible. I wish I would. Man.
That's incredible. I wish I would. Man.
Waiting for a pizza at Lilly's. Place is dead (since it's, you know, 4:58 on a Thursday). Dude that I saw loitering outside just came in, yelled, "Yo!", then farted and walked out quickly with middle finger extended.
Spear, you in Raleigh by chance?
Spear, you in Raleigh by chance?
Pizza. That clears up the fit of indecision I was in. Thanks Triangle.
About 4 pm. I turn in the car at 3 pm
Currently down by Vanderbilt U. This place is crawling with hot chicks. CRAWLING! !!!
Too much going on... I hope I can capture the stories on my bus ride home for y'all.
Ciao.
Ciao.
Check. Perfect time. On Monday.
You need to write a book. " A Kooky life on the bus."
Broadway Brewhouse Midtown was packed full of them too. Mucho cute tail around here. Nothing has changed in 30 years. I love Nashville. Ran into lots of chicks here back in the day.
My week - by Kooky Kats
Work this week
Project 1: marble Eagles falling. Client behind in payments so we're liening on project. Client calls me and goes batshit crazy.
Project 2: under construction. Firm lays off my only help. Find out every door that she said she was coordinating 4000...didn't. I now am redoing hardware and door submittals, bubbling changes. Redesigned a condo to Code. 3 conference calls today.
Project 3: new tower. Kick off meeting Tuesday and our client talks about doing Coke at Studio 54 and the smokin hot Asian lady with belly shirts at the DOB. In front of our structural engineer lady who admits her moms dog ate 5 pairs of her dirty underwear. Then her mom puzzling shards of undies to make sure all had passed thru pooch. Story may make a little sense later... At least give context.
Project 4: student center. State agency with Indian client who I barely understand and we can't get forms done correctly for payment- so we don't get paid. We have tiny fee so all the time I waste chasing down bureaucrats in Albany- I can't bill my time.
Home:
Refinishing hardwoods in two zones. Monday, half my house was unusable kitchen and toilets for 12 hours each day for 3 days. Had to move a ton of furniture into living room. Phase two next Monday have to move furniture again from living room to dining and outside.
Stumps of 15 fell trees being ground tomorrow.
Penny Plissken - our puppy, swallowed a sock on Tuesday. Vet. $200. Vomit. Sock in street...still. I was in new tower meeting when I got call from wife that dog puked sock in relief. I related this story which prompted the engineers shitstained underwear eatin dog and moms poop puzzle.
Signed dog up for training class $240.
Me:
Keratoconus in my left eye must've regressed. I can't see shit. Lenses are terribly uncomfortable. Dust gets in eye feels like a dagger. Immediate stop what you do pain and wait to cry out the dirt. Tough sledding during construction visits.
Foot: gotta go to doctor. Last time I went to doc, he suggested amputating my leg from knee down. I walk everywhere in city, job requires multi story stair climbs and I am finding it difficult to mask my limping. The shoes that I walked thru riot to get, aren't the answer.
Brace: I wear a partial prosthetic that I had adjusted. Saturday, cocksucker charged me $250 for gluing some dense foam rubber wedge to the heel. Took him 20 minutes.
Come home Mon-Wed to sequester in basement till oil-polyurethane coat is dry. 9:30 pm. House smells. Kids bored. Wife pissed. Eat PB J dinners on bread that tastes like the floor chemicals.
If you're still reading this. Sorry.
Work this week
Project 1: marble Eagles falling. Client behind in payments so we're liening on project. Client calls me and goes batshit crazy.
Project 2: under construction. Firm lays off my only help. Find out every door that she said she was coordinating 4000...didn't. I now am redoing hardware and door submittals, bubbling changes. Redesigned a condo to Code. 3 conference calls today.
Project 3: new tower. Kick off meeting Tuesday and our client talks about doing Coke at Studio 54 and the smokin hot Asian lady with belly shirts at the DOB. In front of our structural engineer lady who admits her moms dog ate 5 pairs of her dirty underwear. Then her mom puzzling shards of undies to make sure all had passed thru pooch. Story may make a little sense later... At least give context.
Project 4: student center. State agency with Indian client who I barely understand and we can't get forms done correctly for payment- so we don't get paid. We have tiny fee so all the time I waste chasing down bureaucrats in Albany- I can't bill my time.
Home:
Refinishing hardwoods in two zones. Monday, half my house was unusable kitchen and toilets for 12 hours each day for 3 days. Had to move a ton of furniture into living room. Phase two next Monday have to move furniture again from living room to dining and outside.
Stumps of 15 fell trees being ground tomorrow.
Penny Plissken - our puppy, swallowed a sock on Tuesday. Vet. $200. Vomit. Sock in street...still. I was in new tower meeting when I got call from wife that dog puked sock in relief. I related this story which prompted the engineers shitstained underwear eatin dog and moms poop puzzle.
Signed dog up for training class $240.
Me:
Keratoconus in my left eye must've regressed. I can't see shit. Lenses are terribly uncomfortable. Dust gets in eye feels like a dagger. Immediate stop what you do pain and wait to cry out the dirt. Tough sledding during construction visits.
Foot: gotta go to doctor. Last time I went to doc, he suggested amputating my leg from knee down. I walk everywhere in city, job requires multi story stair climbs and I am finding it difficult to mask my limping. The shoes that I walked thru riot to get, aren't the answer.
Brace: I wear a partial prosthetic that I had adjusted. Saturday, cocksucker charged me $250 for gluing some dense foam rubber wedge to the heel. Took him 20 minutes.
Come home Mon-Wed to sequester in basement till oil-polyurethane coat is dry. 9:30 pm. House smells. Kids bored. Wife pissed. Eat PB J dinners on bread that tastes like the floor chemicals.
If you're still reading this. Sorry.
There are 24 hours in a day. The hours I'm awake, I am tested.
I liked the parts about the dogs eating undergarments and whatnot. Was that lady with the dog hot?
Sorry, man. That is a shit load of stress.My week - by Kooky Kats
Work this week
Project 1: marble Eagles falling. Client behind in payments so we're liening on project. Client calls me and goes batshit crazy.
Project 2: under construction. Firm lays off my only help. Find out every door that she said she was coordinating 4000...didn't. I now am redoing hardware and door submittals, bubbling changes. Redesigned a condo to Code. 3 conference calls today.
Project 3: new tower. Kick off meeting Tuesday and our client talks about doing Coke at Studio 54 and the smokin hot Asian lady with belly shirts at the DOB. In front of our structural engineer lady who admits her moms dog ate 5 pairs of her dirty underwear. Then her mom puzzling shards of undies to make sure all had passed thru pooch. Story may make a little sense later... At least give context.
Project 4: student center. State agency with Indian client who I barely understand and we can't get forms done correctly for payment- so we don't get paid. We have tiny fee so all the time I waste chasing down bureaucrats in Albany- I can't bill my time.
Home:
Refinishing hardwoods in two zones. Monday, half my house was unusable kitchen and toilets for 12 hours each day for 3 days. Had to move a ton of furniture into living room. Phase two next Monday have to move furniture again from living room to dining and outside.
Stumps of 15 fell trees being ground tomorrow.
Penny Plissken - our puppy, swallowed a sock on Tuesday. Vet. $200. Vomit. Sock in street...still. I was in new tower meeting when I got call from wife that dog puked sock in relief. I related this story which prompted the engineers shitstained underwear eatin dog and moms poop puzzle.
Signed dog up for training class $240.
Me:
Keratoconus in my left eye must've regressed. I can't see shit. Lenses are terribly uncomfortable. Dust gets in eye feels like a dagger. Immediate stop what you do pain and wait to cry out the dirt. Tough sledding during construction visits.
Foot: gotta go to doctor. Last time I went to doc, he suggested amputating my leg from knee down. I walk everywhere in city, job requires multi story stair climbs and I am finding it difficult to mask my limping. The shoes that I walked thru riot to get, aren't the answer.
Brace: I wear a partial prosthetic that I had adjusted. Saturday, cocksucker charged me $250 for gluing some dense foam rubber wedge to the heel. Took him 20 minutes.
Come home Mon-Wed to sequester in basement till oil-polyurethane coat is dry. 9:30 pm. House smells. Kids bored. Wife pissed. Eat PB J dinners on bread that tastes like the floor chemicals.
If you're still reading this. Sorry.
No. Oddly I moved back to the same town I grew up in NJ.
I went to UK at age 17, married-house-kid in Louisville and moved back to NJ 20 years later to be with my folks and sibs. Now that folks are gone, no strings.
Either back to Bluegrass in 10 years or Tuscany. F NYC.
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I just met the owner of Czann's Brewing here in Nashville. Great guy. Knows his beer. Waiting for the bus to Knoxville.
Shit man. No worries Don, we'll take over in your name and rep you good.
Let me get a bit more licker in me
I'm gonna drink me some ethanol too -- the boss is preppin' for a colonoscopyso she doesn't feel like nagging me. Gonna fix me one of my Bailey's dulce de leche, Kaluha, sweetened condensed milk, and whipping cream on-the-rocks-pseudo-White-Russian cocktail.
hahahaha You go Mav. Wish I could get a colonscopy with you too. I think that should happen. I think it would lower the perception of discomfort if someone else was next to you
And so it begins... You should try to get her on board with drinking the dope brew.
Dude, if you postpone it. I'll see if I could get it done with you. No joke. I'll check my insurance.
Oh. Well. Boy loses war with lawnmower. Badly. I went into ridic detail before so I don't wanna retread. Shit I live with.
Mav- I'm serious. I'll check my insurance. We could set a trend for men's colonscopies. We can have two buddies go thru it together and get paid double the price. You know there is money in this idea, Mav.
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No prob... I just don't want to appear like I'm hunting for sympathy.
