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BearSchlong

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  1. More like 35, and Michael Lewis is timeless, IMO. Always a good read, more so with the benefit of hindsight. The Undoing Project is one of my favorites.
  2. Daughter: “get up. We’re going fishing.” Me: “it’s 40 degrees.” Her: “tough shit, wear layers. I’m going back to Chicago on Saturday so boo hoo” Slayed the trout and flounder. Most 23 yr old daughters don’t boss their dads around like that, but I’m happy to let it slide.
  3. Thoughts and prayers for those who still suffer. https://abc7amarillo.com/amp/news/local/ring-in-2024-sober-texas-liquor-laws-may-leave-new-years-celebrations-dry-san-antonio-texas-sunday-hurry-alcohol-purchase As you might know, liquor stores in Texas are not open on Sundays. However, in addition to Sundays, stores are prohibited from selling alcohol on selected holidays as well including New Year’s, which is Monday in 2024. Local liquor store owners say if you don’t act fast before Saturday night you'll be left without alcohol for 61 hours.
  4. AAFLAC!
  5. Well, my wife believed this was true. https://laketravislifestyle.com/lake-travis-full-for-4th-of-july-weekend/
  6. Several mutuals, a few who like to party. A guy and his wife who are former drinking companions of mine are featured prominently in her feed.
  7. My stepmom has talent. She wove “Starry Night” from my late father’s shirts and presented me with this to hang in the house I bought on Friday.  
  8. @Wulaw Hornclosed my mortgage on Friday, so now I own two houses. He and his people are good, smooth transaction, would (and I hope to) buy money from him again. A more important endorsement, however, came from my title lady - we've done a few closings together, and she had nothing but good things to say about them.
  9. All my friends and relatives with self-made fuck you money (and the true benefit, freedom to do whatever they want, whenever they want) are entrepreneurs in O&G and construction. They were all impatient and risk-taking enough to quit college after a semester and go make their own way. Sure, they make fun of me because I read books, but I admire their social intelligence and ability to accomplish big things. I'm the schmuck with a salary.
  10. Mizzou. And of course they can’t be dependents for IRS purposes. And earn a certain amount of W2 income IIRC, and not leave the state for more than 3 consecutive days, and quite a few additional hoops. Edit - just checked the residency requirements for Cal Berkeley and y’all are right, it’s hard. I was wrong.
  11. For the days when it’s too shitty to actually fish…for Nintendo switch. Clever Christmas gift.
  12. It checked a lot of boxes that’s for sure But I sure never imagined my daughter cosplaying a New Jersey Jewish mother. The sopranos unleavened? I’m being told that this guy might be the one.
  13. I’m out running last minute errands while my wife, daughter, and DIL nurse hangovers. We went out to the “Kaiser Brothers Family Christmas” last night at Madison’s, which is a righteous small-town hoe-down. Had to drag them out of there when my daughter started picking a fight with my wife’s ex-husband. I try to be kind to him because he is a tragic alcoholic character who remarried and had kids with my own ex-wife’s doppelgänger who then proceeded to fuck every guy in town. Then my cousins ex aunt in law delivered a slurred Ted talk that can only be described as a neo-nazi-GQP recruiting pitch to me and my buddy Jimmy simultaneous to my daughter threatening the wife’s ex with Jewish mafia violence. She is dating her first Jew and the novelty is still fresh. Reminds me why I’m grateful I don’t hang out in bars anymore.
  14. 1. Glad everyone is ok. 2. Aren’t you a lawyer? 3. If so, this is the most “I can’t believe the leopards ate my face” post on the internet. 4. Glad everyone is ok.
  15. Emotional gumbo Christmas edition. My wife’s mom has the bad brain cancer and the Boudreaux’s are all coming over today. We can’t predict the future but this could possibly be her final Christmas. I’m kicking myself for even entertaining such a morbid Horribly sad thought but then again it’s better to be safe than sorry. So, pot #1 is Greenberg turkey and Rabideaux sausage gumbo, the other is shrimp and fresh cocktail claw crab.
  16. Nonresident tuition is only for the first year.
  17. I’m in the exact same boat as you, Twicehorn. Gorgeous built ins in the living room and master bedrooms but size limited, probably a max of 43” One neat thing is that both have large closed natural gas fireplaces that vent so that their top sills don’t put off heat, so it won’t melt the TVs. My wife and I will each have large vaulted rooms and the current high end 65” Sonys will go in there. I expect to spend a lot of time on the huge covered back patio, I’ll have to figure that out. My next project is home theatre with surrounds. I’m over the moon about my new place.
  18. How sharp are her elbows?
  19. Priscilla It’s a little creepy.
  20. I’ve had early season tubers stir up the river as they passed by and the bite actually increased. Last time I witnessed it was March 16th.
  21. You might be right about the causality. I am a recovered alcoholic, part of why I wanted her to bartend was to figure out early if she had the same proclivities. Alcoholics eventually realize that alcohol is symptom, not the problem. I love bars. They serve club soda and Diet Coke. In 13 years I haven’t had even a hint of temptation to order anything stronger.
  22. TIL: “I raised the subject of turkey masturbation. "They're making a fuss about that?" Paul said, incredulously. "It's been happening for 80 years." I was complaining about the impossibility of a journalist getting to see the process, when I heard a rustle of feathers beside me. The turkey was already upside down in Paul's hands. He swiftly uncovered a hole amidst the feathers, gave it a couple of tweaks, and there was the turkey semen, looking like a bit of crumbly old toothpaste. "We take this," said Paul, "and suck it into a rubber tube. It's then blown into the vagina." He picked up a nearby turkey hen, and revealed the vagina. When he put the bird down, she fluttered her feathers and walked off. "What she's doing with her feathers - that's called rattling. It proves she likes being handled." He said that when the AI gangs make their regular visits to the Kellys' breeding sheds (the birds around us were for killing; they would never breed), the males strut and the females squat in happy anticipation. Transfixed by the bizarre nature of the operation, I asked Paul whether he had ever sucked the semen into his mouth accidentally. "I've had a few mouthfuls," he confirmed cheerfully. "It's a bit salty." https://www.independent.co.uk/arts-entertainment/the-turkeys-fight-back-1390002.html
  23. When my kid was a freshman in college she got a job at a financial advisor’s office. She lasted a week filing and answering the phone before quitting. Her mom was devastated. A week later, she’s waiting tables in a campus adjacent dive bar. I was over the moon, and told her “finally, a valuable job. Now you’re going to learn the good, the bad, the ugly, who is solid, who is full of shit, what a problem drinker looks like, etc.” All that came true. I told her the education in human nature would probably equal her degree in life value. 6 months later, she’s at an upscale place, bartending for adults. Next, she achieved a restaurant/bar turnaround. Graduated MCL while saving enough in 4 years to get a nice place in Chicago after graduation, where she is a 23 year old director at a global firm handling a $1B annual spend. Very high social IQ.
  24. In Shiner, right? My mom’s boyfriend’s college roommate (Aggy class of ‘49) owned that place. Their other roommate owned the LL Sams and son’s church furniture factory in Waco. My family owned a Gibsons’ store, with a garden center. I unloaded many a tractor trailer full of shrubs, pallets of fertilizer, roses, etc. Eventually, I made it to sporting goods and became a fishing tackle and gun salesman. But when I was 12 I was a helper in the family home building business, loading trash and cuttings into an old red Ford 600 panel sided dump truck and hauling it to the dump. In High school and college I framed houses, which was fun as long as I wasn’t accidentally shooting myself in the knuckles with paslode nail guns. I wish I had appreciated the value of manual labor back then, instead of just resenting it.
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