You know what day it is, Dave. It’s Tuesday, which means it’s a high school baseball game day. That means a bad ballpark hot dog and a Diet Coke. Might throw some relish on the dog if I’m feeling like treating myself.
I have a Subway gift card that I’m not necessarily excited to use, but it’d be fiscally irresponsible not to, so it’s a Cold Cut Combo with Sun Chips tonight.
RIP, House M.D. Got me through my sophomore year of college, and allowed to me to pretend like I knew what my nursing major roommate was talking about with his studies.
TURNS OUT THE MEETING YESTERDAY WAS TO ANNOUNCE BUDGET CUTS THAT WILL ELIMINATE ALL OVERTIME. MEANS I HAVE TO WORK TWICE AS MUCH DURING NORMAL HOURS SO I DON’T CROSS THE THRESHOLD. TIME TO ADD ANOTHER CUP OF COFFEE TO THE DAILY REGIMEN
Hey Dave, thanks for asking. Working on a high school softball feature tonight, so it’ll be a ballpark hotdog and a Diet Coke. Might throw in some regular Lays if I’m feeling frisky, but those crispy little devils are obnoxious to eat in a tiny press box.
In the backwards-ass South Texas town I’m from, Michelob Ultra was the “fancy beer” in high school. Only the douchebags you hated drank it, but you were jealous because it cost like a dollar more per 12 pack than Coors Light.
THE PAPER I WORK AT JUST SWEPT NEARLY EVERY AWARD IN OUR DIVISION AT THE STATE AWARD LEVEL. NOW OUR PUBLISHER WANTS TO MEET WITH EVERYONE AFTER WE GO TO PRINT. I’M ASSUMING HE’S SENDING US ALL TO HAWAII ON VACATION AS A REWARD…OR AT LEAST, YOU KNOW, PUTTING A NEW COFFEE MACHINE IN THE OFFICE
An unexpected UNC-Duke game has been thrown upon me, so I’ll be getting very drunk and stressing for two hours tonight over a Tar Heel basketball game, as is my family tradition.
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The bear won’t send subliminal messages through social media that mess with my mind, so I’ll probably take the death.
#StopWhitePeople2k17
I don’t worry ’bout the pennant much, if that’s what your asking. Just like to see the boys hit it deep.
Icelandic?
You know what day it is, Dave. It’s Tuesday, which means it’s a high school baseball game day. That means a bad ballpark hot dog and a Diet Coke. Might throw some relish on the dog if I’m feeling like treating myself.
Whoa, I just saw this typo. *non-generically mass-produced. Genuinely like it, was not trying to talk shit
Fat Tire was the first generically mass-produced beer I ever had. I’ll always have a soft spot for it, great pick
I have a Subway gift card that I’m not necessarily excited to use, but it’d be fiscally irresponsible not to, so it’s a Cold Cut Combo with Sun Chips tonight.
That third story was a whirlwind from start to finish.
What is this, a podcast for ants??
RIP, House M.D. Got me through my sophomore year of college, and allowed to me to pretend like I knew what my nursing major roommate was talking about with his studies.
TURNS OUT THE MEETING YESTERDAY WAS TO ANNOUNCE BUDGET CUTS THAT WILL ELIMINATE ALL OVERTIME. MEANS I HAVE TO WORK TWICE AS MUCH DURING NORMAL HOURS SO I DON’T CROSS THE THRESHOLD. TIME TO ADD ANOTHER CUP OF COFFEE TO THE DAILY REGIMEN
Hey Dave, thanks for asking. Working on a high school softball feature tonight, so it’ll be a ballpark hotdog and a Diet Coke. Might throw in some regular Lays if I’m feeling frisky, but those crispy little devils are obnoxious to eat in a tiny press box.
The ones with older brothers too cheap to buy us cases
In the backwards-ass South Texas town I’m from, Michelob Ultra was the “fancy beer” in high school. Only the douchebags you hated drank it, but you were jealous because it cost like a dollar more per 12 pack than Coors Light.
THE PAPER I WORK AT JUST SWEPT NEARLY EVERY AWARD IN OUR DIVISION AT THE STATE AWARD LEVEL. NOW OUR PUBLISHER WANTS TO MEET WITH EVERYONE AFTER WE GO TO PRINT. I’M ASSUMING HE’S SENDING US ALL TO HAWAII ON VACATION AS A REWARD…OR AT LEAST, YOU KNOW, PUTTING A NEW COFFEE MACHINE IN THE OFFICE
That Yeti tumbler is worth at least $45, it’s really a steal at its current price.
How was the saison? Sounds intriguing.
Reading this gave me an incredible amount of anxiety (but very nicely done, Nick)
An unexpected UNC-Duke game has been thrown upon me, so I’ll be getting very drunk and stressing for two hours tonight over a Tar Heel basketball game, as is my family tradition.