Jon in Pasadena

Damn. That hits hard. I want to believe that somewhere out there there's a corner where Lou's still waitin' for his man.

Says the guy who lives in San Francisco by choice... You might be onto something. I remember we had two gym teachers; an old guy and a younger guy. The old dude definitely gave off a Sandusky vibe.

Wait -- you're not implying that there are people who actually don't blow-dry their penis, are you? Next you'll be telling me that it's unheard of to use conditioner and tie on a big red bow..

Yeah, I remember that. Always thought it was pretty damn weird. IIRC, technically swimsuits were optional for the guys too, as long as you wanted your life in Middle School to be a complete living hell (even more than usual, I mean.)

Only if he's on the Bills. If an opponent makes a good play it's proof that our coaching sucks. Get with the program!

Nope. There's a lot of really really odd stuff in my head, but this time it was verified by external witnesses. (At least I think they're external. Cue Inception theme here.....) Are you sure?

OK, so I am a total beginner when it comes to the game of Golf. I mean we're talking complete duffer here. Never took a lesson, use a random assortment of clubs & balls, etc. Nevertheless, I occasionally meet up with a buddy at the local par-3 and hack around for 9 or 18 holes. Every time it's the same thing -- my tee shots either hook, slice, line drive, kill birds, get lost in trees, go off cliffs (the course is on a mountain) -- you name it. My pitches go over, under, around and generally everywhere except onto the greens. And my short game... well let's not even go there. So basically my game is horrible.....until last weekend. Last Sunday I'm out with my usual partner in crime and just to mix it up a bit we snuck a 6-pack onto the course and split it over the first few holes. Instantly events turned surreal. Suddenly I'm hitting towering drives off the tee, straight down the fairways and more often than not landing on, or right next to the green. Every time. My pitches are chipping up perfectly and stopping within a make-able putt of the hole. And my putting is nothing short of miraculous. I mean, I'm sinking multiple 20-ft putts. Nailed a 30 footer for par. Got a tricky 15-footer where I had to curl it in due to an up/down slope. My buddy is like freaking out, as was I. Obviously I carded my best round ever. Now everything was the same as usual; same equipment, same course, same time of day, same golfing partner. The only variable was the beer. So my questions to those more knowledgeable than me in this area are: Am I the only one who's experienced this? Is beer really *that* powerful a performance enhancer for Golf?

Yes.

I knew a kid in College who went this way.

Yes. And yes.

Nice. I also liked this one : http://youtu.be/Vk6KIOGYwP0

How about cars, buses, trucks and trains? I've heard they have those in Baltimore...

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I replied to a poster who claimed that it was Freddie who fumbled right before the half by giving a link showing that it was CJ. You agree with that. How is that face on me?

Yes but... I would hide all the sharp objects first.

LOL

Mousey yeah.....as in something the cat dragged in...

Wrong. http://espn.go.com/boston/nfl/story/_/id/8447274/hard-hitting-brandon-spikes-gives-new-england-patriots-defense-edge With just 1 minute, 19 seconds remaining in the first half and his defense backed up against its own goal line -- once again protecting a short field after a turnover by the New England Patriots' offense -- linebacker Brandon Spikes met Buffalo Bills running back C.J. Spiller in the hole, forcing a fumble and keeping his team within a one-touchdown striking distance after an underwhelming first half.

Eww. Nope.

If Hackett doesn't shape up soon, I foresee a Buddy Ryan-to-Kevin Gilbride style punch in his future from Mike Pettine....

Uhhh... except for the fact that we ran a ton of different plays to Thurman Thomas out of the 'Gun; e.g. draws, off-tackle runs, direct snaps, screens, catches out of the backfield, etc. etc. I think this is what the previous poster was getting at. Just because the formation is the same doesn't mean the play-calling has to be totally predictable.

I have a good friend who started a NPO in Kham (region in eastern Tibet), and has authored several books about her experiences in Tibet and China. She was invited to attend a couple of bya gtor (alms for the birds) sky-burials. That is the traditional way of disposing of bodies according to local custom, although it's less prevalent now than formerly. It's perfectly legal there (unless the Chinese have cracked down recently). For the record, I am largely in agreement with Bowery's take on this topic. (Although I think his last sentence may be missing a "no" before "concerns" ...right?)

Holy crap. Apparently the font size made the comma in my original comment seem to disappear or something, because for want of it, the fundamental intent of my statement seems to have been lost (or what is worse, reversed!) I feel like friggin' Richard III here (which is not a pleasant sensation for those keeping track.)

Fear not, mighty Cuisinier. I'm sure another installment of "DC Tom Theatre " will be coming out soon for your amusement.