Augie

This reminds me some of a period I went thru where eating was very difficult. Several years ago we took my mother, who was already in her 90’s at the time, to lunch. She fell, broke her pelvis in 2 places and it was the beginning of the end for independent living. In and out of hospitals and rehab and eventually landed in full time skilled nursing care. I was 6’1” and about 190 lbs at the time of her fall. Food just didn’t have any appeal for me for a while. I watched her struggle in so many ways that it got to me over time. She often thought I was my long-deceased father. Over the course of a year or so my weight dropped as low as 175 lbs while I visited her daily in the hospital, rehab or the nursing home. It got so bad my wife went behind my back and asked one of my sisters to come visit. She took one look at me and said “you look like S***!” She called my other sister who was traveling and only few states away, so she came too. The effect this had on me was immediately obvious to her as well. My point is, this stuff takes a toll on everyone, not just “the patient”. I hope @YoloinOhio and the other loved ones are taking good care of themselves. Don’t forget that, as unnatural as it may seem. It’s important to step back and do some self-evaluation to be sure the care givers and support team are taking care of themselves, too. It can sneak up on you, but please be sure you are being good to and for you as well as your precious daughter. .

They should have* let the whole thing die, but of course there is money involved. That’s all we need to know. The NLF Pro Bowl was reminding me of the NBA All Celebrity/No- Defense Bowl, or whatever they call it. *Not “of”, am I the only one who gets funny about that?

May I suggest a rousing chorus at the next Happy Hour you attend? Karaoke would be way too easy.

Even crazier, my wife needed a pencil sharpener. Just the little plastic thing maybe an inch or two long you hold in your fingers that weighs about as much as a paper clip. She ordered a couple at noon on a Sunday, and they arrived that day (SUNDAY) before dinner. What took them so long??? If we go out to shop, it’s often just to find the general idea of what you want. Take a pic of the label, then go home and order the size, style and color that you want. A retail store cannot have unlimited inventory, but the magic of the internet is almost endless. .

Watching you try might be a helluva Pay Per View event!

I suppose it’s too soon to work on being eliminated from next year’s playoffs. What do we do now?

….yet cared less. I bet I got ya there. While we’re at it, passion for college basketball is a thing of the past for me. Empty times, but I’m looking for new stuff.

I have never wanted the Bills to win the Super Bowl more.

Awesome! I like traditions! Sign me up! Well, I guess some traditions….

I was a big Sabres fan when I left WNY for college in 1977. They were good and fun to watch then, so that was pretty easy. It was almost impossible to keep up with an out of town NHL team in those days. A lot has changed since then, and I’m thinking of coming back. It will fun to be there on the ground floor as we build toward a championship team! That shouldn’t take more than a few weeks, right?

FAR better than any other halftime show, and often better than the game. And you don’t need any special subscriptions or trips overseas.

I watched a game in Jacksonville from the concourse on a tiny monitor over the concession stand instead of bake in the heat. We were the last people in our row of ridiculously expensive seats to give up and seek shelter. It was dangerously hot.

Look at the bright side! Self-awareness is not one of your problems, apparently!

The intensity of the hair dryer intake reminded me of a wedding I went to for a childhood friend. Another of our little gang was there with his bride whom I had never met. She walked right up to me and her first words were “So, you’re the one who sat on my husband’s head and farted.” What do you say to that??? I do not remember that AT ALL, but I also didn’t deny with all my heart, because…..🤷‍♂️ It turns out she was lovely and with a good sense of humor. She didn’t seem angry about anything I might have done, she just wanted to know who was who. .

….and the last 10 seconds of yours. Fair enough.

This is the kind of deep thinking that keeps me coming back. My first weekend at college they had a big introductory event. Beer trucks and music and new friends until the sun came up and it was time to jump on a bus to a camp for some retreat. Shortly after boarding the bus I realized there was no bathroom on board. Shortly after that I would have given anything for a bathroom. I’ll skip the long agonizing ride, but it was one to remember…..or forget, but I can’t forget it. I’ve tried. When we got to our destination I was first off the bus heading to the closest building, looking for the first bathroom I could find. I barely noticed on the way in that it said “Women” on the door. It certainly did not slow me down. No time to waste! A couple minutes later my stall is surrounded by girls from the bus. It was eye opening, to say the least. Nothing dainty happened in there! Don’t flaunt it, but it’s nothing new to them.

I could go many layers deep there, but I won’t. Of fame and fortune, I only want one.

I was the youngest kid and we still had 4 seats when I was in high school. My dad would let me pick friends to take to games for free when we had extra seats. I remember taking some guys who never would have had a chance to see a game live without some help like that. I remember the guy from the neighborhood I invited to the Monday Night game against the Raiders which we won in amazing fashion on an Ahmad Rashad TD catch late. A CLASSIC game. That was a great night and remains an amazing memory for me. My buddy that night had some ugly family issues, and I hope that was a nice break for him from the stuff at home. He was a buddy, it wasn’t a pity invite. But as kids we maybe don’t see that as much. Little things we do in life, intentionally or otherwise, can seem much bigger in the eyes of others and last a long time….. for better or for worse.

I heard that at the Van Morrison concert the last time he played that amphitheater he wanted to ban alcohol sales. Apparently he has an alcohol problem, but the venue exists to make money. Are you going to slash your fee, Van, to stand for your principles? No alcohol, no hits, what a great concept! (Not.) I do understand, though. We’ve known musicians who tour the globe, and we’ve had conversations about how monotonous it is to do the same hits over and over, night after night, city after city. BUT, that is what people are paying to see. They follow the money and keep people happy. .

No, I was not warned. If ANY of that had been known BEFORE the event, it would have been different. It would have happened without me.

We sat in the nosebleeds to see the Eagles and Chris Stapleton not too long ago. They will have to PAY ME more than $300 to get me to do it again in a giant arena. On the flip side, we saw Jonathan Taylor (James’ brother) in a tiny little venue a couple tables from the stage and it was awesome! And for a fraction of the price. Great time. Side note: We saw Van Morrison on his “everything but the hits tour”. He played for a couple hours without ever playing anything familiar. That was impressive, but not in a good way. I felt ripped off after that one.

I was actually a bit surprised how many Falcons fans there were, FWIW. I enjoy games more at home than in person. Or, hate them less, in some cases. I did it to myself.

Went…