I grew up in Pittsburgh so I had to look elsewhere for an NBA team. Larry Legend drew me to the Celtics and I rooted for them until I moved to the Bay Area in 2010. I caught the growing fever and... well, you know what happened there.
I grew up in Pittsburgh so I had to look elsewhere for an NBA team. Larry Legend drew me to the Celtics and I rooted for them until I moved to the Bay Area in 2010. I caught the growing fever and... well, you know what happened there.
Best Halloween Candy poll with only that includes Smarties, AND Zombie Skittles as 2 of the 5 options? A quick Google search shows that Candy Corn is a surprisingly popular option (and also shows that Americans are as weird as I’d suspected) But the inclusion of Smarties & Zombie skittles speaks more towards The…
Best Halloween Candy poll with only that includes Smarties, AND Zombie Skittles as 2 of the 5 options? A quick…
As I read this comment, I glossed over who was posting it and thought “Let’s take about 20% off there, Squirrely Dan”. Then I saw who was being so savage and... well, as a guy that directs way more invective at myself than anyone else, I get it.
Old Names? I went to a tiny church-affiliated high school. The graduating class of ‘82 was made up of 15 girls and 12 boys... FOUR of which were named Dave. As one of the Dave’s, I can confirm that it sucked.
Poor Richard Sherman has the worst luck. He seems to constantly get dragged into beefs like this.
Ok, how many readers had to google search base-2 and 2048 to get this? Raise your hands...
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Just me? Fine.
Ok, how many readers had to google search base-2 and 2048 to get this? Raise your hands...
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Just me? Fine.
My 2 younger brothers and I aspent every summer on my grandparent’s farm in Ohio. During the trip, we’d always keep track of our progress and try to be the “First brother into Ohio” from our place in the back seat (3 across in a ‘79 Toyota Corolla wagon!).
Hey now! I’m from Pittsburgh and I can tell you this... you’re not wrong.
Meh, call me when the inevitable nude photos and/or sex tape are discovered. Until then, I have zero interest in hearing from her.
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Look, I know I’m not winning any beauty pageants AND that Redford was a damn-near perfect looking human for most of his life. But in that screen shot, his face looks like an old catcher’s mitt.
Now that my beard has gone from gray to white, I’m forced to accept that I’m old. “Back in the day” your recipe for a cheap buzz would have been just the ticket. But now... that would paralyze me.
Too bad she didn’t brag about repeatedly getting black-out drunk with her buddies (and maybe even commit date rape for good measure). Then she’d be a shoe-in for the Supreme Court!
I don’t know that Mr Rogers himself could have helped AB become a good teammate on the Raiders. Viewed through the lens of the final result (signing with the Patriots) all of AB’s acting out seems to be a carefully orchestrated dance to squirm out of his existing contract.
God Dammit!!! Here I am happily laughing through the aticle and enjoying some Saturday morning schadenfreude at the Raiders expense. Then I got to the last sentence...
Wow, talk about a song sparking memories! My wife had twins in Feb of 2000 and this album was the soundtrack of the babies’ first year. Late night stomach massages of an incredibly pregnant wife to “Scar Tissue” (foreshadowing of the coming C-section?), late night bottles to “Otherside”, and my terrible singing to…
I’d pick the NBA with 3 caveats: I get to pick the team I’m on, I’m playing the whole game, and my teammates want me to score.
Worst food fuck-up: Thanks to spectacularly poor decisions on my part, I was living in Tulsa, OK in the mid-80's. Cash was tight so my room mate and I decided to splurge, buy a couple of pounds of ground meat, and make a big batch of chili that would last us all week. We also bought a “5-Alarm chili mix” and, in a…
I don’t think Pop is finished yet with brusquely waving off sideline reporters and being asked to be Steve Kerr’s Vice President.