Jesus. Haven’r they heard of the story of The Boy Who Cried Wolf? Now if an 8 kiloton nuclear missle is heading towards them for real, people won’t even bother to hide under their desk like we were trained to do.

The biggest problem I’ve had as a landlord isn’t the tenants I’ve rented to, but the “add ons.” Friends, family, significant others. Thankfully never to the point criminal activity occurred, but certainly quality of life issues.

I hate to say it, and I don’t think it’s even close really, but from a media mogul/content creator model the Simmons, Peter King/Woj are, Dave Portnoy has passed them all.

That’s a good point thanks. Most of my “important” stuff I’ll back up.

If I had a nickle for every time I heard “Come on, this is just how we like to have fun.” as I tossed a group of asshole bros out of the bar, well then, I’d sure have plenty of nickles.

I drank too much at a bar and treated American strangers like I would my Irish friends. They, rightfully, received that in a way it wasn’t intended. I was ignorant.

Nice Tommy Bahama shirt Marchman. You planning on wearing that later when you and the boys head over to Ladies Night at Your Neighborhood Applebee’s?

Oh man, great game. I considered taking it up, trying to master it. But everyone said, “There’s this kid two towns over, Torsloke they call him, and Zaxxon is his game. And let me tell you, he is a BAD MOTHERFUCKER!”

Until he does. Then he’ll never lose to him again.

Cilic and Isner are good. However they have a low ceiling. But when Shapo puts it all together, and he already is so damned close, he’s gonna win 10 majors. So when you see 100-1, again 100 to fucking 1 on a guy about to be the next all time great, you don’t wait, give the site your money!

Write something when you do! Specifically about how easy/hard it is to do for utterly befuddled people like me at the concept. My only criticism of Lifehacker (A small one!) is that you tend to over-estimate the tech competency of the masses. There are a LOT of idiots like me who literally don’t even know how to…

I’ve got Shapolavov at 100-1. ONE HUNDRED TO ONE!!!

That look of utter despair he makes after each shot reminds me of me after my golf swing.

Damn right I am.

If anyone can empathize it is me. Trust me, the drive needed to reach the top is far different than what it takes to maintain it.

I was told they actually spy on you, although that doesn’t worry me. Worse thing that might happen is that some Google dude in Cali says, “Man, that LPShea fella sure does eat a LOT of Bagel Bites.”

I don’t want to seem overly harsh, I didn’t hate it, it was more in response to the OP who felt it was above criticism. Most everyone I know loved it and I’m fine with that. As I said, Rylance was just fantastic.

So you’re saying Simmons’s Draft Day Diary of 1998 was his Achtung Baby?

Bobby Bonilla Day is the one holiday that brings a divided nation together in joy.

I have a sneaking suspicion that U2 will soon replace Bruce Springsteen as the go to band that every white, middle aged, out of touch sportswriter loves and mentions constantly in an effort to appear hip.