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He’s a running back and slot receiver. They were doing 40’s today. He was doing 4.9 to 4.8. Average for the running backs and receivers was around 5. They were making fun of the lineman who couldn’t muster much under 5.7 or 5.8. They got the last laugh in the weight room though. The skill players couldn’t press near what the lineman could. But then again they’re not supposed too.

God yes. Maybe get their head back on straight.

My son mowed the yard this afternoon then I took him to football practice and then he lifted weights for an hour. I come hone and notice he completely butchered the yard. Left unmowed streaks. I fixed it. He was dead tired and I felt sorry.

Naw, it’s an outlet. You just need to chill a little.

Have a good night man.

Local sportsball team

Medium rare porterhouse

Read over it and move on. You’re like a little kid. Ignore it.

You let him get to you and he feeds off of it. Why bother? He gets to me sone too, but I’ve learned to ignore it and move on.

Lol. Just let it go dude. He’s trolling you. I think your smart enough to see that. The more you push back the more he fuchs with you.

Naw. Forkie’s a troll and nobody pays any attention to him. Dot-rat can’t help himself and let’s Phin get under his skin.

Respect my author-I-tie Fook u Cartman you fat a$$

Just got my car inspected. Been going to the same place for years. I stopped using them as a.mechanic a few years ago because he got too expensive but my new mechanic doesn’t do inspections. I was put out with this guy last year because he flunked me for tires. They were “ok” but he flunked me anyway. Joke was on him. I went to my other guy, got the tires and went back. Anyhoo. I took my Explorer up there this morning because it expired Sunday and I didn’t realize it. So I go to pay and there’s a sign on the door that says wear a mask. I didn’t have one. I walked in to pay and the guys wife is in there running the register. She masked up with an N95. Not 5 minutes before, she’s outside huffing on a Marlboro. She proceeds to tell me I need a mask. Told her I didn’t have one and I was vaxed. She said she was too but the CDC said we all have to wear one. Told her no, they didn’t. The CDC can’t make law, there is no state or town mandate, and I wasn’t wearing one. She proceeded to argue. I told her I wasn’t interested in arguing and if she wanted me out, please just ring me up. I walked out and told the owner that she was telling people wrong information. He said it was his business and he could require masks if he wanted. I said true enough and I didnt have to do business with him anymore. I’ll find another inspection station. I don’t need that noise.

For some reason RSV is going around.

Clorox cocktails. Goes as a good mixer with gin.

Where’d you have it done and how much was it? If the govt was serious about this they would pay for a rapid antigen test for every man women and child 2 times a week for about 3-4 months. It would catch a LOT of real, actual transmissible infection. The cost would be infinitely less than what’s been spent on COVID relief so far and it would go a long way to tamping down spread. Sone at the Harvard School of Publuv Health have advocated for this since May of 2020. Deaf ears.

Only in certain states and I bet you a months pay most aren’t vaxed. When they start piling bodies in the street, wake me up.

Yea, some of this stuff isnt written well at all. A lot of confusion and panic are brought on by poorly written articles. I don’t think these things are edited closely, or maybe even at all. That’s a huge drawback of social media, the ability for anyone to be able to publish stuff on the net, 24/7 news cycles, wall to wall coverage to fill airtime, etc. It used to be there was a 6:30 pm national newscast that was researched and edited for content. Huntley/Brinkley, Eric Severide, Rodger Mudd, Uncle Walter, et. al., wouldn't stand for this shoddy shit that masquerades as journalism today, from all sides. Those were real news guys. Even if they leaned one way or another politically, you couldn’t tell. And they smoked on air when there was a “special report”. When one of those came on and interrupted the tv show we were watching, you knew there was sone serious shit going down. Not like now when CNN or Fox has a “breaking news” ticker that comes up to tell us J Lo was spotted with Ben noodling in some LA restaurant. But I date myself for bringing up those guys.

The old guy who owns the Middle East in Cambridge on Mass Ave shovels snow all bundled up in a heavy winter parka, gloves, and a knit cap. Down below its camouflage shorts and sneakers. I’ve seen him out like that every winter for years.

WDW next June. I hate going in the summer, but I won’t pull my son out of school since he’ll have just started his freshman year. And he’s going to play football this fall and run track in the spring.

Just 110 last night. Im taking the kids to see my mother and stepfather next week, so nothing local for me. Flying to Dallas next Monday and back Saturday. Supposed to be mid 90’s, at least in the long range. They have a pool at the assisted living complex where they live so that’s a plus. I’ll take my work laptop so I can get some relief from them. Lol. My step dad is 84 and not in great shape. So I figured I better go. I haven’t been in 2 years. My mom is in better health and she was just up here a couple months ago. Wife gets a stay at home vaca by herself. Just her, the dogs and the pool for 5 days.

I’m off work today. Looks like some sun and Stein for a change when I have a weekday off.

That’s pretty much my non work uniform from st patty’s day through whenever it’s warm enough to ditch the long sleeves

Technically, a wife beater isn’t just any old tank top. The original WB are those tank top type white undershirts made out of that Terri cloth material. To complete the look, you need blue jeans, one of those chain wallets, square toe boots with the buckle, 70’s porno mustache, mullet, and a Marlboro stuck to your lip with an inch of ash just hanging there sitting on the stoop of your trailer drinking a bud light from a can with a pit bull on a chain, 3 screaming kids and the old lady hollering at you through the kitchen window.