I’d never pay for one myself, but our office gym has a couple and the classes are pretty great (plus I don’t actually have to be around other stinky bike riders on a scheduled basis). Cody is the man.
I did my own buzzcut and beard trims for 4 years at home but on a whim I finally started going to a barbershop. Is it overpriced for how I look when I leave? Sure, my home buzzcuts make a lot more fiscal sense. But I feel great after. The straight razor lines are way better than I manage at home and I don’t have to worry about stray hairs. The scalp and neck massage plus the three or four hot and cold towels they use leave my head and face feeling great. And it doesn’t hurt having a nice beer while I’m waiting included in the price.
Here you can just buy a bong/pipe/vaporizer while you’re at the pot store, but there are still tons of old school head shops. I think they do most of their business now selling tobacco vape juice and paraphernalia to people who “quit” smoking.
I got the Sapphire Reserve because of you and goddammit if I’m not going to arrive at the airport early for the next few trips to enjoy our $28 stipends for the Timberline Steakhouse at DIA.
Full disclosure: I’d absolutely love to be able to golf, but I’m a grown-ass man and have not even been to a driving range, and it’s beyond my comfort range to start now and embarrass myself. I’m banking on golf courses becoming untenable, forcing deal-closers to move into the bowling alleys where I half know what the hell I’m doing.
I like hoppy beers as much as the next guy, but why the hell are all these people chugging IPAs? I’ll at most have one or two casually, if I’m partying it’s not gonna be IPAs.
Man, I am swamped. Back to back parent visits at our house, NFL game out of town, and onboarding a new hire (and she’s the owner’s daughter) mean I am chilling out this weekend. Going to smoke a 14 pound pork butt and maybe try out the new copper addition to my brewhouse.
I’ve lived in KC before, so I hear yah, but I’m staying with a buddy who lives a couple blocks away from there and more friends in town have their heart set on it. We’ll see how it shakes out.
This is about as crude as I get, but if I’m in the bathroom stall trying to do my business, and you come in on your phone trying to close some deals, I’m going to make some extra noise just to make a point. I hate that this has happened more than once.
Hosting fiancee’s parents this weekend through Wednesday so gonna be pretty tame. We’re getting a brief respite at a coworker’s baby brunch tomorrow, which is apparently a thing.
Other than Nick’s complete disrespect for The Sopranos, I thought it was reasonable. Maybe he doesn’t like the portrayal of Italian-American men as pasta-chugging, womanizing booze-hounds?
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Easy there, Dave.
That was a good read and super insightful.
I’d never pay for one myself, but our office gym has a couple and the classes are pretty great (plus I don’t actually have to be around other stinky bike riders on a scheduled basis). Cody is the man.
I did my own buzzcut and beard trims for 4 years at home but on a whim I finally started going to a barbershop. Is it overpriced for how I look when I leave? Sure, my home buzzcuts make a lot more fiscal sense. But I feel great after. The straight razor lines are way better than I manage at home and I don’t have to worry about stray hairs. The scalp and neck massage plus the three or four hot and cold towels they use leave my head and face feeling great. And it doesn’t hurt having a nice beer while I’m waiting included in the price.
Here you can just buy a bong/pipe/vaporizer while you’re at the pot store, but there are still tons of old school head shops. I think they do most of their business now selling tobacco vape juice and paraphernalia to people who “quit” smoking.
They are, but apparently set on not letting the divorce stop their annual tradition of fighting in front of their kids while eating burnt turkey.
I got the Sapphire Reserve because of you and goddammit if I’m not going to arrive at the airport early for the next few trips to enjoy our $28 stipends for the Timberline Steakhouse at DIA.
Thanks for the advice. I told her they look gross, but she says “See how it looks after you’ve had ten beers”. I love that woman.
Flying to Rochester, NY for fiancee’s college friend’s wedding. Going to try to behave and maybe see if the garbage plate is less gross than it looks.
Phrasing.
It’s well-intentioned and harmless but it annoys the shit out of me. I have something tickling my nosehairs, not a demon inside me.
I don’t even golf, and I fucking hate that guy.
Full disclosure: I’d absolutely love to be able to golf, but I’m a grown-ass man and have not even been to a driving range, and it’s beyond my comfort range to start now and embarrass myself. I’m banking on golf courses becoming untenable, forcing deal-closers to move into the bowling alleys where I half know what the hell I’m doing.
Yeah, not the move man. Rest of the list is dead-on.
I like hoppy beers as much as the next guy, but why the hell are all these people chugging IPAs? I’ll at most have one or two casually, if I’m partying it’s not gonna be IPAs.
Man, I am swamped. Back to back parent visits at our house, NFL game out of town, and onboarding a new hire (and she’s the owner’s daughter) mean I am chilling out this weekend. Going to smoke a 14 pound pork butt and maybe try out the new copper addition to my brewhouse.
I’ve lived in KC before, so I hear yah, but I’m staying with a buddy who lives a couple blocks away from there and more friends in town have their heart set on it. We’ll see how it shakes out.
Flying to KC to catch the Chiefs/Broncos rematch. Going to spend tomorrow getting drunk in P&L with good friends.
This is about as crude as I get, but if I’m in the bathroom stall trying to do my business, and you come in on your phone trying to close some deals, I’m going to make some extra noise just to make a point. I hate that this has happened more than once.
Hosting fiancee’s parents this weekend through Wednesday so gonna be pretty tame. We’re getting a brief respite at a coworker’s baby brunch tomorrow, which is apparently a thing.
Other than Nick’s complete disrespect for The Sopranos, I thought it was reasonable. Maybe he doesn’t like the portrayal of Italian-American men as pasta-chugging, womanizing booze-hounds?