notGeorgeLucas
notGeorgeLucas
notGeorgeLucas

Ohhhhh boy. I may have to pick this up. I did a Christian Rock radio show on my campus station back in the late 70's-early 80's and Larry’s stuff was a must-play. One of the biggest thrills in my life was finding his two Verve albums in a pile of to-be-tossed junk, and you’d better believe I rescued them. Sadly, I

(St. Louis nods knowingly and sadly).

I am somewhat ashamed to admit that when I played this, I made the rival’s name “Turd”, so at the very end Oak chastises his grandson: “TURD! You lost because you did not love your Pokemon!”

My wife got one a few months ago, and last night I finally worked up the nerve to try it solo. I made mashed potatoes, and it took about half an hour as opposed to forever. I BELIEVE.

“FUCK YOU they cry from Seattle, and Carolina, and maybe even St. Louis a little.”

I always liked Derrick Goold’s idea where you voted “yes” or “no” to each eligible player, and take it from there. If you got 5 finalists, that was fine; if you got 25, fine as well.

Personally, I don’t understand why people can’t mind their own damned business and drink their damn coffee, but that’s just me.

As I told my wife (who yelled ‘you gotta read this one!’ to me), the only thing better than the article is the comment section. Thank you for writing this.

My grandma wrote her recipes down...but no one could (can) ever read her handwriting.

I guess you don’t want to hear about the state of the art Keurig machines at my wife’s brand new workplace, then...

I was talking to my doctor earlier this year and the subject of concussions came up. I started to count all the times I’d hit my head hard enough to see stars, etc., and at around six I looked at him and said “uh-oh”.

Won’t happen. Can’t happen.

All I can say is that my wife and I have been together for 32 years and we’ve never once even considered cheating on each other. And that includes the 13 years I’ve been stuck working in another city during the week. It’s not worth it, and frankly it’s more fun growing and learning together.

Agreed. Straight out of “Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid”.

Ah yes. The Legend of Cora.

My wife had to take me to the ER last month (I was very out of it, long story too boring to get into), and of course they ask the “is he with it” questions—what is your name, what year is it...and the third question was “Who is our president?”

My wife bought the 8-quart recently, and I’m stunned at what she’s been doing with it. Hard boiled eggs, beef stew, pulled pork...I’m threatening to use it this week to prep potatoes for mashing.

My wife bought the 8-quart recently, and I’m stunned at what she’s been doing with it. Hard boiled eggs, beef stew,

Oh god. The MLS is STILL trying to con St. Louis into ponying up for a new stadium, even after the proposal was soundly voted down.

Oh yeah. I realized years ago that no one really gave a shit about how I was doing, so now I just say “Livin’ the dream”. Works like a charm.

Haven’t you noticed, though, that all his “crazy theories” have proven to be spot on so far?