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Sounds good. While we're at it, let's make it retroactive to SB XXV.

If I could give you two "likes" for that, I would: one for the opinion and one for the metaphor.

Based on the title, I thought this thread was going to be a debate about whether we overpaid Poyer.

Shady might want to play two more years but his body disagrees. He's done.

Great Scott!

Kinda related to ^^

What is it about guys named Inigo Montoya holding a grudge? ?

Yeah, that's what reminded me of it.

Bell bottom blues, you made me cry. I don't want to lose this feeling. And if I could choose a place to die It would be in your arms.

They did polo shirts with that frog, as a takeoff on Izod shirts.

Singing in the sunshine, laughing in the rain Hitting on the moonshine, rocking in the grain

Find me a woman And lay down on the ground Her pleasure comes falling down like rain

I'm singing this note 'cause it fits in well With the chords I'm playing I can't pretend there's any meaning here In the things I'm saying But I'm in tune Right in tune I'm in tune And I'm gonna tune Right in on you Right in on you Right in on you

When asked why the team drafted him, the manager responded, "He was a perfect fit."

Then I feel the wheels turning underneath my feet. But life looks different from my window seat. Knowing where I'm going is better than where I've been. And the train keeps rolling And the world keeps turning. All abooooooooard, all abooooard. Everybody's gotta get on board.

You say you got a real solution Well, you know We'd all love to see the plan You ask me for a contribution Well, you know We're all doing what we can But if you want money for people with minds that hate All I can tell you is brother you have to wait Don't you know it's gonna be alright

I won't copy the whole thing, but man, you nailed it.

She was kind of hit-or-miss. On a good night, she was pretty good. On a bad night ... well, really bad.

I never heard much Dead until college, where I became friends with some Deadheads who had extensive bootleg collections. I fell in love with the jams before I even knew most of the songs. One college friend in the same group absolutely hated the Dead and frequently reminded us of how bad they were. Fast forward about 30 years, and the old gang is at a music festival. One band was called Uncle Claude's Band - a take-off on a Dead song title. My friend who hated the Dead was dancing to the music, telling me how great it was. He said, "I might have to buy one of their CDs." I said, "You realize these guys are a tribute band and they don't produce their own music, right? More specifically, they're a Grateful Dead tribute band - you've been dancing to Dead songs for an hour." He finally admitted that his lifelong hatred for the Dead was based on Casey Jones, the only Dead song he'd heard on the radio. I will say that they're an acquired taste (like coffee and beer), but well worth the effort (also like coffee and beer). I suggest going to see one of the tribute bands to get a better feel for the music. Joe Russo's Almost Dead (JRAD) is a good one, and Dark Star Orchestra is another. JRAD puts its own spin on the old tunes, while DSO reproduces entire Dead shows precisely as the Dead performed them. Although Dead and Company has 3 original members, they are, for all practical purposes, a tribute band at this point. They're good, but not as good as JRAD and DSO, in my opinion. Check this out:

Adventures with Zoom meetings: I'm a freelance technical writer. I have weekly Zoom meetings with a client and I'm always conscious of what I wear on those days. One non-meeting day she sent me an email asking if we could do a quick impromptu video chat. I agreed, logged in, turned on my camera, and saw myself on screen ... wearing a Grateful Dead T-shirt. But that's not as funny as this lady who's quite fond of a certain city in Pennsylvania:

(That's) why I don't cry when my dog runs away I don't get angry at the bills I have to pay I don't get angry when my Mom smokes pot Hits the bottle and goes right to the rock F***in' and fightin', it's all the same Livin' with Louie dog's the only way to stay sane Let the lovin', let the lovin' come back to me

Good-bye Mama and Papa Good-bye Jack and Jill The grass ain't greener The wine ain't sweeter Either side of the hill.