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I've embraced my idiocy. Laughing a stoopids - seems like I could have used this when I was younger, maybe you just appreciate it more when you are older.
Oooookay Nascar....I like racing period. I could be turtles or rocket ships. I love it. I understand how some people "don't get it" but there are a couple of things you have to understand. Number one, they wont let them race 190+ mph in a straight line for 500 miles so they have to do it on a track. The reason the make left turns is so that the drivers can hold there spit can in there left hand and drive with their right.
Number two or is this three, after getting intellectual I have to do something to that doesn't take much brain power and let my brain rest. That way I am ready for another session of Deep Thoughts With Sherrie.
BTW Pong wasn't my thing, it was Missile Command.
Not a big NASCAR fan, but yeah Matt Kenseth, he is from about 15 miles down the road.
Larry, can we start a goofs anonymous club?
Larry, can we start a goofs anonymous club?
ok, apology forward to jared. i don't get racing but i might if you could combine turtles AND rocket ships. i did watch the race today at a friends house (who is totally into racing). how can you just call something done? make em race in the rain. better yet, make everyone on the lead lap have a one lap foot race to decide iti was frogger
Yes, Jim. The first step is to admit it.
Hi my names Jim, and I'm a goof.
Hi Larry, put some clothes on would ya, Sally took the ficus away.
oops! ::blushes::
Hi all my name is Jared and not only am I goof, I married one, HAHAHHAHHA Goofy was/is my hero.And yes I agree, if they can race formula 1 cars in the rain (no roof) then they can race NASCAR in the rain. Umm not going turn this is to a Nascar rant, lol
The other thing about sports, keep it in perspective. Now with DVRs there is no reason not pause the action and listen to your wife, daughter or the call from your hammered brother partying it up in Key West. Yeah he is down there and has called me at least once a day since the first of the month. Sports are cool just keep them in perspective and dont let them rule your life no matter how cool the big wreck is. HEHEHE Yes that is part of the reason we watch.
Hi Jared.
Everyone else except Jared and Sherrie:Can you just imagine dinner over at their house? I wish I could go, it would be soooo entertaining!
Hey where did you get that picture of me Larry?
I keep a collection Jim. I've been tracking you for quite a while.
Lori wrote: "Everyone else except Jared and Sherrie:Can you just imagine dinner over at their house? I wish I could go, it would be soooo entertaining!"
Yes I agree, Lori. Let's see if we can get an invitation.
Howdy Jim.Lori,
Maybe you can get Sher to tell you about her first Thanksgiving with my family. Should give you a little idea of where I am comming from.
Oh this could get embarassing.
Larry that's me, just happy that I caught something. LOL
Oh Sherrie, you have stories to tell now.
Okay, way too much going on here, gotta concentrate.If it's Goofs Anonymous doesn't that mean you don't want to become a goofball? I aspire to this. (hence marrying Mr. GOOFY)
Astrology is based in math, and ages ago it was indistinguishable from astronomy where it derived meaning from the studies of the patterns of the stars and how their energies affected us within those patterns.
Don't get me started on astrology. I love it. I spout it. But, I hate most astrologers and their followers.
Jared knows better than to spill the stories that will forever scar me to have publicized, and vice versa. Besides, he knows this is more my domain and I can crush him like a bug if he gets out of hand. I don't make a public appearance on the M109 motorcycle board for a reason.
For the record, the guys can't race in the rain because of some mysterious tire to road friction thingy... it's all very complicated and scientificky. And, for the record, Jared wouldn't know about the spit can except he's seen it in person. His relatives may be rednecks but he's evolved to beach-bum.
Benedryl is my nighty-nighty friend. It works!
And dinner at our house can be a blast or a complete clusterf*ck... but, we are definitely not boring! Come on over everyone, we're gonna BBQ something dead on the grill. We're carnivorous-vegetarians.
If it's Goofs Anonymous doesn't that mean you don't want to become a goofball?
All part of the goofy code. Go ahead and try to figure it out.
All part of the goofy code. Go ahead and try to figure it out.
sports do not rule my life BUT i like having something to root for. sports brings all sorts of people from diverse backgrounds together for awhile to have one common cause. i am about people and sports involves people so i do have an interestas for goofy, GA-A-A-RSH !!!
OK, Sher. Just give us the coordinates and we'll beam in! I'm in the carnivore corner, thanks.Yup -- just a layer of water about 2 molecules thick between tire and pavement is a definite problem at 200 mph. Before they banked the corners it was really tricky.
Yes Kevin baseball season is almost upon us. It is all the subtleties that make it the game that it is.
sherrie -i was born on halloween. i think i am a virgo
yeah, dirty laundry can get out of hand
yeah yeah, i know about racing slicks and all but hey, we have to drive more carefully in the rain...
Benedryl makes me act like J. Phoenix the whole next day at work
i too, am a meatavore
jim - yeah, i am soo ready for baseball
I shook Nolan Ryan's hand once.Yeah I know. Nobody cares.
i care! you haven't washed it since have you?
Well, yes I have, actually. I met him and his two sons in a restaurant in Round Rock, TX one day. Nolan said, "How ya doin'?"
did you say "i could hit your fastball nolan"
That would have been a good response, huh? No, I just stood there like a dummy.
Kevin, give me the info about your bday & I'll find a good astro-profile for you. They are scarily accurate.Thanksgiving with the Loopers. Oh my. You have no idea what a bizarre world is until you've spent a holiday with the Loopers. Jared has two brothers who are as formidable as he is.
Now given that I grew up in a Mormon family with no drinking, no raising your voice, all speeches around about giving thanks and gratitude and praise our lord, and good but blaaand food... and I walk into a group of loud & energetic people all drinking and cavorting, eating spicy food, and was officially initiated into the group by Jared's Dad throwing black olives at all of us. I had stepped into a completely alien world, and I felt right at home. (It took months to find all the olives) It was awesome.
Oh Larry, you too have been inducted into the mysterious world of the Marmons. Delightful, isn't it? (I hate jello and refuse to ever make it for my daughter)
We lived in St George for two years. It was very educational. I'll never forget the time we went to a Chamber of Commerce function where the only drink served was a sickeningly sweet red punch. Retch!Marmons. I like that.
Ah yes, the insideous red punch. I hate that stuff as well.Marmons are the good ol' folksy LDS, usually with deep roots in Utah, whose nature is usually genuinely compassionate but completely closed in their own dogmatic box. They tend to listen intently to their leaders, memorize and use frequently the approved lingo and scriptoral references that explain... well, everything quite emphatically (don't get them started on the Lamanites who are really the Maya & other S.American peoples), and they all kinda look the same. Clean cut, modest clothing, mostly conservative, and very nearly identical in mannerisms and speech. Especially the creepy old guys who they fervently watch on a broadcasted sattelite signal at least every six months.
I was a Bishop's Daughter (read Pastor's Daughter) for 5 years. And I got out... as quick as I could.
You think Catholic school girls are bad? You've never met an ex-mormon chick bent on outer darkness (hell).
I've known those people you describe.Yes, and I've met of few like you. No, not just like you, but in that same situation. When we lived there, our best friends there were an older couple across the street who had been inactive for MANY years. Our usual routine was to have cocktails together in the evening. They were so much fun! He was a retired theater professor from Snow College, and their sons worked at the Shakespeare Festival in Cedar City.
The woman who lived next door to us was assigned the lady from the couple across the street. She was supposed to home school her so she would come back to the fold (something that would never happen in a million years).
Ah yes, the Annual Conference. Yup.
LOL yes you read right, I married the Bishops daughter. HAPPY Evil GRIN
Home Teaching, Larry. sheesh. :D Yea, well those of us on the other side basically learned that life was meant to be enjoyed and not wasted by guilt, stress or whether or not you wore the correct underware.I love my family dearly, and I think they could have done far worse as far as the religious stuff went. But, they still don't know what to think of me... or my SPOUSE. (And, yet, he is the favorite son-in-law)
Yea, he loves it, lucky bastard.
Home teaching. Yeah that's right. I wasn't gonna bring up the underwear thing .... :)Good for him!
I Wear Magic Underwear.TADAAAAA!!!!
(if you notice I am not venturing outside of this thread, I will play here with you guys but dont want to step on the Goddesses toes)
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I am quite literally laughing my ass off at that.I didn't know, honest. I think it may be invisible, cause I never see him wear any!
Crap. Where's that damn ficus?
Not sure I am comfortable with this thread about the "ficus". Just seems a bit, well, lacking. I would think a Mighty Redwood would be more appropriate.
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And then too, he would feel "obligated" to then share some stories in which I appear like an idiot!
Well, not that I don't share those already. Hell, I'm at the age where thank god I accept my stoopids, and can laugh about them, altho always striving to a less degree of idiocy.