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I like this idea. I’d like pretty much anything that allows a game to be won/lost by the rules of the game and not by random happenstance, which covers both penalty shots and starters jogging toward the goal at the 122nd minute.

That’s Buffalo for you. Sure, they went to finish high school in places with more football clout, but the Buffalo shows through.

I used to say I was a Bucs fan, when I was new to football and they were awful, because I didn’t want to be accused of being a bandwagon fan. Then I learned enough about football to know what a terrible reputation I was giving myself.

I think owning it is important. We may never be able to change ourselves to be the people we want to be, but understanding ourselves lets us start to try.

So well said.

I’d agree. We (in a general sense) seem to remember the idea of the strong paternal figure standing up for the person in need and not any actual character. Or to relate actual characters to the actual truth of the time period and what it all meant in context of when Lee wrote it.

I just...I mean...I don’t want to help the GOP at all, but isn’t one of their own strategists telling them to STFU on this? No matter how much of the evangelical base you rile up, even if they’re breeding at Duggar levels you’re still losing more support than you gain.

Well said.

Same. We use the same pizza place all the time and they know there will be a good tip in it. Besides, they’ll still be doing all their weed deliveries so it’s not like I’m putting them out.

Or nosey people that created an account to see who in the neighborhood was on.

Same as me. Not looking for strange, but nosey to see who among the neighbors shows up.

It really is hard. And the simplest idea I have is just openness. A dialogue where it’s clear that the “you need to do this...” comes from love/experience/knowledge and not ignorant “bootstrap yourself happy.” I’m speaking mainly through my personal experiences, though, and that colors my view because all of this is

One good moment out of this: this weekend, a racist older relative was gearing up for a grand old rant on the Messicans when I pointed out (like the relative) Grande is Italian-descended Florida-American. The sputtering still warms my little heart.

Thanks for the article.

Well put. My partner and I have our various medical issues and it’s hard. There have been any number of times where I’ve hung on because moving sucks more than anything else. Eventually, it gets better, but it will be never ending and it’s hard.

I’m a completely unqualified internet stranger, but I don’t think you did wrong. Could, perhaps, there have been a “better” or some non-Platonic ideal of how to deal with it? Probably. But we’re all human and we have to balance the being there for others and the preservation of self.

My mother’s attempt to make me better as a kid was to put an “attitude adjustment chamber” sign on my door and tell me to smile all the time. In between her own depressive mood episodes that wracked the house with silent anxiety. So I can feel you some on the lack of empathy, to an extent. Know that you’re not alone.

The WWC has ruined me on the men playing in the Gold Cup. So much diving, so little effort to chase balls...it really was a beautiful game for the length of WWC Canada.

Sean Avery has a latex suit with your name on it.

Altidore looked 80. Bradley’s slow passes were picked off, other than two set pieces that have people hailing him as a genius. The defense was confused the whole game.