Gosh Mudboy, that looks like SO much fun!!! I know I should try it.
But I think I'll stick to bird watching or maybe take up nerf ball or something exciting like that.
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Gosh Mudboy, that looks like SO much fun!!! I know I should try it.
But I think I'll stick to bird watching or maybe take up nerf ball or something exciting like that.
LOL, ha, ha, ha, ha, LOL!!!
Girl, I'll be 70 on my next birthday. All I need for excitement is a high speed rocking chair!
lol saftey is key. Engineering a roll cage to keep you alive for when you do loose it is a key factor to winning the next race lol
Hey Mudboy old son.
I cannot stand to be around people who are "old" in their minds as well as their bodies. Just can't stand it.
My son-in-law and I have spent a lot of time teaching kids from town to ride horses, rope, run barrels, poles and things like that.
I get a kick out of their excitement when they begin to learn all the things they are capable of doing, and its something any kid can learn to do. Yeah, some are better than others, but that's just a part of life and perfectly normal. But I think their exuberance keeps me young.
If I ever get so old in my head that I sound like one of those cranky old men, do me a favor. Stop by here and just slap me up the side of the head.
And I sure wish I could come watch you race!
I cannot stand to be around people who are "old" in their minds as well as their bodies. Just can't stand it.
My son-in-law and I have spent a lot of time teaching kids from town to ride horses, rope, run barrels, poles and things like that.
I get a kick out of their excitement when they begin to learn all the things they are capable of doing, and its something any kid can learn to do. Yeah, some are better than others, but that's just a part of life and perfectly normal. But I think their exuberance keeps me young.
If I ever get so old in my head that I sound like one of those cranky old men, do me a favor. Stop by here and just slap me up the side of the head.
And I sure wish I could come watch you race!
I think we should start a new thread called "Texas T's tales"! Many of us would love to hear your true stories.
I remember walking around when we visited Madurodam. Shucks - too bad I didn't know you then.
LOL, I think if we just told my stories I'd be the only one left on this Forum. Not the Thread. The Forum!
Well, you might scare some people away. That's why we need a separate thread just for you.
Loving this thread! It's nice to get to know the people behind the forum handles!
I'm Stan. 30, full time graduate student (almost finished with an MBA) and I work full time for Firestone. I live in Alabama, am absolutely obsessed with college football (ROLL TIDE!) and am married to probably the most interesting woman in the world.
By that I mean I'm married to a foul-mouthed, ill-tempered, gun-toting neuroscientist who jumps out of airplanes in her spare time and has actually died twice. I swear to god I'm not making any of that up. I'm actually quite boring by comparison and have absolutely no idea what the woman sees in me.
We aren't planning on having kids, but we do have a parrot (an Umbrella Cockatoo, for those bird-lovers out there), which is kind of like having a kid, except that the kid never grows up, never moves out, and lives for 80 years. On the plus side, he's pretty damned cute.
Been vaping for about 4 months now, was previously a pack-a-day smoker for 10 years. I started being able to cut back on the analogs when I started vaping, but it wasn't until I started buying from FSUSA that I was able to give up analogs entirely and not even miss them a little bit.
I'm Stan. 30, full time graduate student (almost finished with an MBA) and I work full time for Firestone. I live in Alabama, am absolutely obsessed with college football (ROLL TIDE!) and am married to probably the most interesting woman in the world.
By that I mean I'm married to a foul-mouthed, ill-tempered, gun-toting neuroscientist who jumps out of airplanes in her spare time and has actually died twice. I swear to god I'm not making any of that up. I'm actually quite boring by comparison and have absolutely no idea what the woman sees in me.
We aren't planning on having kids, but we do have a parrot (an Umbrella Cockatoo, for those bird-lovers out there), which is kind of like having a kid, except that the kid never grows up, never moves out, and lives for 80 years. On the plus side, he's pretty damned cute.
Been vaping for about 4 months now, was previously a pack-a-day smoker for 10 years. I started being able to cut back on the analogs when I started vaping, but it wasn't until I started buying from FSUSA that I was able to give up analogs entirely and not even miss them a little bit.
Hiya Stan,
Hey man, glad you found your way here! I'm sitting here on pins and needles (my wife stuck them in me when I was busy plucking a chicken) waiting to hear more of your stories and about your adventures!
We've had some parrots but they all left. The kids are still here and probably will be until they are at least 80! LOL, just kidding.
We do need some help with the story telling around here though and I can't wait to read more about what you have to help us out. So don't be bashful! Jump right in here. Your wife sounds really interesting and I'd like to hear more about all the things you discussed.
Glad your here!
Hey man, glad you found your way here! I'm sitting here on pins and needles (my wife stuck them in me when I was busy plucking a chicken) waiting to hear more of your stories and about your adventures!
We've had some parrots but they all left. The kids are still here and probably will be until they are at least 80! LOL, just kidding.
We do need some help with the story telling around here though and I can't wait to read more about what you have to help us out. So don't be bashful! Jump right in here. Your wife sounds really interesting and I'd like to hear more about all the things you discussed.
Glad your here!
Heya Texas...thanks for the friendly intro!
I'm really not terribly interesting at this point in life...being either at work or in school all the time prevents me from getting myself into the sort of trouble that qualifies as "interesting" these days. I was fun, once upon a time- mainly college (an incident involving a grappling hook, tequila, and public nudity springs to mind)...but yeah. These days, it's all school, work, playing with the parrot, contemplating killing the parrot, wondering if the cat will ever kill the parrot, deciding that I love the parrot after all, and trying to prevent my wife from having a nervous breakdown.
Speaking of my wife...she's rather a live-wire I wasn't kidding when I said she's actually died twice- she was in a horrible car wreck when she was 16, sustained a massive traumatic brain injury, died twice on the way to the hospital, and was actually comatose for just under 3 months. Apparently she considered this a minor setback at best. She actually got lucky- or at least "lucky" as far as victims of traumatic brain injury go. She had to learn to walk and talk again, didn't know who she was or who her parents were, etc, for a while after she finally woke up...but she eventually regained her full brain function- which is exceedingly rare, given the type of injury she sustained.
The only long-term consequence for her was that the way her brain regulated itself was dramatically altered, and she went from being fairly softspoken to having absolutely no filter between her brain and her mouth. I mean zero. It's actually usually hilarious (once you get over the initial shock of meeting her) because "I can't believe she just said that" moments occur pretty much any time we're out in public.
Example: Our first date; we went out to a bar to have a beer or two after a really fun evening. For whatever reason, the Women's restroom was locked for a long period of time and finally she got fed up with it and went into the Men's. When she came out, there was some guy waiting on the restroom and he gave her a weird look...without any hesitation, she looked at him and said "What? Mine's bigger." I'm pretty sure I fell in love with her right then.
Also, around the time we started dating, I called her to see if she wanted to have lunch one saturday afternoon. She told me she couldn't go anywhere because she was waiting on her apartment's maintenance people to come replace her door, so she invited me over there instead. It didn't occur to me to ask why they were having to replace the door. When I got there, she was sitting in her living room. Her apartment door looked like it had exploded. Turns out, she was napping on the couch when she heard a crash, and quickly realized it was someone kicking in her door, SWAT team style (presumably to rob her)...so she grabbed the 9mm that she keeps on her coffee table and fired 3 rounds through the door. Didn't kill the guy or anything (She keeps the gun loaded with hollowpoints- so they exploded when they hit the door, as opposed to going cleanly through the door and into the intruder) but winged him and scared him off.
By comparison, if I have a gun, the safest place to be is wherever I am pointing it. Seriously. I could aim at the ground and miss somehow.
She really is a neuroscientist, too! Specifically, she's in her 5th year of a doctorate in Molecular and Cellular Pathology (which I can just *barely* pronounce) at the University of Alabama at Birmingham- which is actually one of the top medical research universities in the world (I know- right smack in the middle of Ala-Freaking-Bama...I've lived here all my life and I STILL find that hard to believe). She's working on Parkinson's disease...I am totally incapable of understanding 99% of what she does, but the quick and easy version is that she's re-engineering a version of the Lentivirus to attack one of the major root causes of parkinson's. It's really cool stuff. Needless to say, I am really, really proud of her.
Ok, seriously, I'll shut the ever-loving hell up about my wife now. Sorry! What can I say? She's loud, .....y, moody, and stubborn as a mule...and I love every little bit of her.
ANYWAY! Sorry for the long-winded post. What part of East Texas are you in, T? Most of my extended family is in Texas- we do Thanksgiving in Dallas every year and it's my favorite thing ever. Also, I gather you married a rather lively one yourself? Make with the stories! It keeps life interesting!
I'm really not terribly interesting at this point in life...being either at work or in school all the time prevents me from getting myself into the sort of trouble that qualifies as "interesting" these days. I was fun, once upon a time- mainly college (an incident involving a grappling hook, tequila, and public nudity springs to mind)...but yeah. These days, it's all school, work, playing with the parrot, contemplating killing the parrot, wondering if the cat will ever kill the parrot, deciding that I love the parrot after all, and trying to prevent my wife from having a nervous breakdown.
Speaking of my wife...she's rather a live-wire
I wasn't kidding when I said she's actually died twice- she was in a horrible car wreck when she was 16, sustained a massive traumatic brain injury, died twice on the way to the hospital, and was actually comatose for just under 3 months. Apparently she considered this a minor setback at best. She actually got lucky- or at least "lucky" as far as victims of traumatic brain injury go. She had to learn to walk and talk again, didn't know who she was or who her parents were, etc, for a while after she finally woke up...but she eventually regained her full brain function- which is exceedingly rare, given the type of injury she sustained. The only long-term consequence for her was that the way her brain regulated itself was dramatically altered, and she went from being fairly softspoken to having absolutely no filter between her brain and her mouth. I mean zero. It's actually usually hilarious (once you get over the initial shock of meeting her) because "I can't believe she just said that" moments occur pretty much any time we're out in public.
Example: Our first date; we went out to a bar to have a beer or two after a really fun evening. For whatever reason, the Women's restroom was locked for a long period of time and finally she got fed up with it and went into the Men's. When she came out, there was some guy waiting on the restroom and he gave her a weird look...without any hesitation, she looked at him and said "What? Mine's bigger." I'm pretty sure I fell in love with her right then.
Also, around the time we started dating, I called her to see if she wanted to have lunch one saturday afternoon. She told me she couldn't go anywhere because she was waiting on her apartment's maintenance people to come replace her door, so she invited me over there instead. It didn't occur to me to ask why they were having to replace the door. When I got there, she was sitting in her living room. Her apartment door looked like it had exploded. Turns out, she was napping on the couch when she heard a crash, and quickly realized it was someone kicking in her door, SWAT team style (presumably to rob her)...so she grabbed the 9mm that she keeps on her coffee table and fired 3 rounds through the door. Didn't kill the guy or anything (She keeps the gun loaded with hollowpoints- so they exploded when they hit the door, as opposed to going cleanly through the door and into the intruder) but winged him and scared him off.
By comparison, if I have a gun, the safest place to be is wherever I am pointing it. Seriously. I could aim at the ground and miss somehow.
She really is a neuroscientist, too! Specifically, she's in her 5th year of a doctorate in Molecular and Cellular Pathology (which I can just *barely* pronounce) at the University of Alabama at Birmingham- which is actually one of the top medical research universities in the world (I know- right smack in the middle of Ala-Freaking-Bama...I've lived here all my life and I STILL find that hard to believe). She's working on Parkinson's disease...I am totally incapable of understanding 99% of what she does, but the quick and easy version is that she's re-engineering a version of the Lentivirus to attack one of the major root causes of parkinson's. It's really cool stuff. Needless to say, I am really, really proud of her.
Ok, seriously, I'll shut the ever-loving hell up about my wife now. Sorry! What can I say? She's loud, .....y, moody, and stubborn as a mule...and I love every little bit of her.
ANYWAY! Sorry for the long-winded post. What part of East Texas are you in, T? Most of my extended family is in Texas- we do Thanksgiving in Dallas every year and it's my favorite thing ever. Also, I gather you married a rather lively one yourself? Make with the stories! It keeps life interesting!
Hey! No killing the parrot OR letting the cat kill the parrot! What kind of Parrot is it?
Welcome Kong! Tell the wife to buy heavier rounds. Good Hollow Points should penetrate a door. What caliber is her little baby?
You forgot to add; The parrot may be able to take out the cat!
He's an Umbrella Cockatoo...and no worries...I joke about hating him and/or killing him all the time- but the truth is, I love the little ........ He even cuddles his head up under my chin and takes naps with me on the couch when his mommy isn't home. He's just a baby (about 2 and a half) so he only knows a few words- but I've been working on getting him to say "Roll Tide!"...my wife may murder me when I finally get him saying it- she's like the only person in this state who hates football. But totally worth it to have the bird yelling at the TV with me on Saturday.
Those cockatoos are characters! Very entertaining but very "needy" and loud at dusk and dawn. Most of them anyway.
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