Random Thoughts the Third

The 40-year reboot (God, 40 years) would have them married with kids and he's head coach at Thompson High after going undefeated in college and one of his kids is on the team trying to cut the same kind of weight daddy did and something something happy ending. Not sure they could recapture the magic of the soundtrack though.

 

Future robots will will remember this guy and punish him accordingly.

 

The ignorance and stupidity of tourists at the beach at the peak of summer never ceases to amaze me.

 

I do enjoy the increased number of thongs, though.

 

This needs to stop:

“I cannot believe that store put out stuff for (INSERT HOLIDAY) when it’s (INSERT NUMBER OF MONTHS) away!”

It’s been going on for decades. Every year. You should be used to it. Stop.

 

My wife, god love her, is super smart. She has a doctorate. She doesn't possess the ability for abstract thought, though. I always equate her world to a nearsighted horse with blinders on. She can gan give you the minutia of a spreadsheet or bank record (love her because she's the reason I have what I have), but she would drive right past the entire cast of Ringling Bros clowns dancing naked on fire on a one-way street and not see them.
Anyway.
We are in a liquor store today, and while she's shopping, I decide to pick up a high end bottle of gin because I haven't had it since we've been together... 20+ years. It was just a whim.
"You buying that?"
"No. I just thought I'd carry it around."
"So you're getting it?"
"That's the idea."
"What do you do with it?"
"You drink it."
"What does it go in?"
"It goes in a fucking glass."

Lady at the counter lost her shit laughing.

 

No No No. What your wife is saying is "Honey, I've done the algebra and the actuaries of you and that bottle of gin ... and me asking What does it go in? means put it the fuck back on the shelf or you aren't sniffing my cooch for the next 6 months."

 

Naaaaaaa. Her tastes far exceed mine. She's a miser, but I'm pretty low rent.

 

Almost 4 weeks with no kids as my almost 18 year old is a counselor at a sleep-away camp and my now 15 year old is going there for the next 4 weeks. We have about 200 things planned, at least 4 of which we will actually do.

 

Had a young radio announcer try to show off at a fancy restaurant years ago by asking about the top shelf bourbon available.

After asking several questions, he settled on a 12-year old in the middle of the list.

The waiter told him that it was an excellent choice. He pivoted to leave but the rookie added, "And put some ginger ale in it."

Head shakes everywhere.

 

We are having scoreboard issues at our game tonight. Tried everything, no luck making the score by innings, balls and strikes, outs indicators work. Scoreboard is two years old.

So we call Daktronics and get a recording that "customer service is not available."

Yeah, it's a Sunday. But scoreboards everywhere get used on weekends. And at night. And you don't have anyone available?