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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 2:37 am
by danlo
who are they playing??? Who's pitching??
(and because of it's success--this being it's 500th post, I've decided I don't like this thread anymore 
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 2:39 am
by duchess of malfi
The Tiggies are playing the Giants at Comerica Park, but I do not know who is pitching.
And I get to go eat flaming cheese in Greektown before the game.
YUMMY!!!!
Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 3:53 am
by variol son
NOTHING WORKS IN THIS GOD-FORSAKEN JOB!
Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 4:05 am
by ChoChiyo
There there....it will be alright.
You are a cool person.
Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 12:11 pm
by dANdeLION
variol son wrote:NOTHING WORKS IN THIS GOD-FORSAKEN JOB!
Man, I wish I had a job where I got paid and didn't have to work...........
Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 12:36 pm
by Damelon
dANdeLION wrote:variol son wrote:NOTHING WORKS IN THIS GOD-FORSAKEN JOB!
Man, I wish I had a job where I got paid and didn't have to work...........
That would be nice.
Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 1:07 pm
by ChoChiyo
I feel groggy today. And the fact that I have so much to do today makes me feel like returning to bed and remaining there for one week.
Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 2:38 pm
by danlo
I feel persecuted for no apparent reason--I'd prefer a long walk in the desert than having to go to class today.
Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 3:41 pm
by duchess of malfi
A long walk in the desert sound wonderful, my friend.
So peaceful.
Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 7:17 pm
by danlo
...but I did retake my oral exam and raised my grade 6 points--from a B to an A so, now, I'm very glad I went to class.
It's over 100 degrees in the desert right now so airconditioning and a nap sounds like a better alternatives...
(Oh Gods! Why did the crazy woman from Georgia have to end up in Albuquerque of all places??!!
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 9:24 pm
by variol son
No no no. I still had to work, but none of the computer systems that I needed were working.
Sum sui generis
Vs
Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 9:30 pm
by duchess of malfi
I am suddenly having a very bad day indeed with the news that my son had a very serious traffic accident.
He is OK, but the Chevy S10 is really messed. He is all shaken up and I keep hugging him and telling him that people matter, and that vehicles and money don't matter for shit. He's in the shower now...
He got a bad cut on his arm and he came home all covered with blood, and the truck got towed God only knows where, and the accident was bad enough that it completely blocked a freeway.
Guess there won't be a baseball game tonight for us, as Californiababy is on his cell talking to the cops, the insurance people, several body garages, etc.
Isn't it just amazing about how a good day can turn terrible in just the blink of an eye???
Thank God my son is OK, that's all that really matters, as I keep telling him....
Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 9:31 pm
by variol son
For you and your family duchess
Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 9:37 pm
by ChoChiyo
Duchess--indeed thank GOD your son is okay. I'd rather see a million cars wrecked without insurance than a single scrape on my loved ones' bodies. I'm sure you feel the same.
((((DUCHESS and SON)))))
*smooch*
Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 9:43 pm
by Edge
(((Duchess!)))
Cho's quite right - forget the Chevy S10, and baseball and whatever... thank GOD your son's OK!!!!!!! That's the only thing that matters.
Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 10:28 pm
by Loredoctor
Thankgod your son is alright, Duchess!
Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 10:33 pm
by Alynna Lis Eachann
Glad to know your son is alright, duchess. All else is secondary.
Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 11:27 pm
by danlo
A million cars can be manufactured, but there's only ONE Bigredbulldog! Thank gods he's ok---many blessings to you and your family duchess. Bigred--I'd pop another hammy just for a chance to play soccer with you again, my friend!!! Hang in there!
Posted: Sat Jun 18, 2005 12:17 am
by onewyteduck
Glad to hear your son is alright!
Posted: Sat Jun 18, 2005 2:52 am
by duchess of malfi
Things are well now.
My younger son played "cheer up brother" most of the evening, teasing him, telling him jokes, reading Dilbert cartoons to him. We did go to the baseball game -- thought it would cheer him up, and show him that
he's what matters, not the dumb truck. By the seventh inning he was even smiling, even though Detroit sucked.
And I have insurance collision on the truck (it's technically my truck, though I "gave" it to my son, it came from my father's etsate and no one else in the family wanted it, so I asked for for his use, but he's not old enough yet for me actually sign it over to him), about which my son didn't know. He thought he would have to give me money from his college trust funds to repay me for fixing or replacing the truck, which had him as stressed out as the accident did. He thought he would lose a year of college because of having to pay for the damages.
I have to give my son credit. He has serious balls -- more than a lot of adults (male and female alike) that I know. When I asked him what happened, he looked me in the eye and said he was going too fast and was messing around with his radio instead of giving full attention to the road. He hit something and rolled the truck. The cops didn't even give him a ticket, I think because he was equally upfront and honest with them. No excuses, no whining -- just quietly and fully and honestly taking responsibility for his own actions. Whenever I think its not possible to be any more proud of that kid, he proves me wrong and finds a way to make me even prouder.