In Portland you can’t throw a rock without hitting a beardo drinking a bespoke IPA and playing Centipede.

Literally first thought upon seeing that picture.

HoopsHype usually aggregates Woj and other NBA news and rumors pretty quickly. I have my bookmark for the site go directly to “Rumors”. No complaints.

So I assume this is Comp only. I would really love to have a “Practice Comp” mode, where there’s no SR involved, but the rule-sets apply. Including 2-2-2.

Now that I think about, I would too.

I may have giggled (in a manly fashion, of course) at that. Thanks!

Seriously, it was like getting Peter Dinklage to play Conan. With less personality.

You drive a hard bargain, but I will watch your show.

My painter friend rants about Kincaide: “’Painter of Light’”?!! Literally every painter is a ‘Painter of Light’. Fuck the fucking fuck right off, asshole!!” Or something to that effect. He’s not a fan, that is to say.

Nope, they were average, and done in a way as to teach others to paint, which is admirable. Bob Ross is a hero.

I bought a Genera (think Dockers material, but overly colorful) suit there when I was 15. Fucking god damn, I’m old!

In my age bracket I’m more concerned about cholosterol. Do you have numbers for that?

“You skin grizz, boy?”

Ultimate dad shoe here in the Pacific NW is most certainly Keens. I own a pair, love them, think they look cool. My similarly-aged (late 40s) male friends agree. Literally every other person I have run into has gotten that horrified/baffled look on their face when seeing them. Including my wife and kids.

You really buried the lede here, Gabe. “Recap!...” is amazing Tweet text for that video.

And I agree, unless you have children. My wife would benefit from (and has said she desires) this very much, but she insisted on having children. And I’m the stay-at-home who takes care of our kids. So, basically she’s saying she wants a vacation from family life every few months to keep the relationship “fresh”.

I say got damn. That is some brutal shit. I approve. +1

God. Damn. It. Take your star, pleb.

I mean, it’s not optimal, but bad sex is like bad pizza: as long as you cum after, it’s good enough.

That’s “Miss Barbara Stanwyck”, thank you very much.