[watches Dolan be incredibly open]

There goes my bracket.

There will come a day when you will rue this conversation and rue it hard, my friend.

However, Watkins immediately took the handgun from Honeycutt and then discharged several rounds into the ground outside the house

Le sigh (Torontonian with mayor envy).

"You know what, I've ready too many books about autism."

I prefer to think, it just got out of a jamb.

"Ford was 88 years old."

he would design a big with Benimon's soup-to-nuts game.

I insist!

The silver lining behind all this is that Bostonians now know that even white people sometimes need help from a safety net.

Wouldn't that have been Albert B?

Waking up so relieved? At my age relief is the first feeling of the day, every day.

Smallest guy on the fiberglass crew at the south Texas chemical refinery gets to climb into the offline holding tanks with a grinding brush and clean the accumulated residue. That was the summer day I learned why every person at the plant was shaped like a Bartlett pear. Also the day I decided not to drop out of…

Pulled the meat off roasted chickens for 8 hours straight to make chicken salad for a market. However, that was the day I discovered the oyster.

I worked at a dog day care for 9 bucks an hour. Cleaned up shit, piss and vomit. And vomit with shit in it because...Dogs! Fed em', played with em' and broke up plenty of dog fights. When my arms broke out in hive like pumps 3 weeks in I quit. Doc's couldn't tell me what it was. I'm guessing the vomit shit. …

Just want to wish Owen Good good luck on his new adventures. I'll miss seeing his crossposts over here. I certainly will miss him.

Such bullshit. And nearly identical to a problem I'm having at my job, where I maintain that I'm the Assistant Manager, but the grumpy old boss insists that I'm actually someone he's never seen before, and security insists that I leave the premises of Sam's Club immediately.

Perhaps they should set up a (Sarnia) Sting operation and catch these assholes.