I am with you. I love the fever dreams.

The lowered bar of expectations. Most everyone is expecting him to toss out a “cunt” or two. If he makes it through without doing so...

Keep up the good work.

47 Ryhorn candies. That’s my first buddy. 9 km and I’ll either catch another or walk the candies and I’ll finally get a Rhydon.

You are so demanding. Can we start small, like maybe getting players and coaches to remember that a touchback comes out to the 25? My wife was giving me the side-eye for yelling “What are you doing?” every time a returner stepped out of the end zone.

After thirty plus years in Colorado, it’s pretty mixed bag. Colorado Springs is a bastion of right wing nuttery, Denver leans left and much of the surrounding cities as well aside from a few white wealth enclaves. The college towns skew leftward, rural northeastern goes conservative. Mountain towns are a mess, mixed…

Dead.

I think children need less supervision.

I still find this strange. When I was a wee teenager learning to drive my family owned five vehicles. All of them had manual transmissions, even the econoline van. If I had any clue how rare such a thing would become I would have kept it.

This has been the strangest part of this whole ridiculous uproar. It is disturbing that somehow anything to do with the flag or anthem turns into slapping soldiers in the face.

Parked cars don’t count?

You say this in a world where texting and walking is a subject of a thousand stupid articles.

Palahniuk is not at all surprising, in that I wouldn’t expect a lot of his fans to realize that putting that on a dating profile may not be the winningest strategy. Buk fans should have the self awareness to keep that shit to themselves.

It certainly felt like forever.

They really do that? It’s not even good Cormac.

That makes two of us.

Well the way I remember it, I was expecting a sugary drink and instead it was barely sweet and a bit salty.

I could be mistaken but my childhood memories are of Gatorade being very different and far less sugary than it is now. My father was an ultra marathoner growing up and I recall grabbing a cup of Gatorade and being repulsed by it. Did the formula change or is this just some weird memory artifact?

Yep. First training flight ever my instructor had to take the stick and go around because the ding ding in front of us turned a touch and go into a stop and go. Control was not amused.

Read as, “lot lizard that was giving the driver head.” Likely cause of the accident.