Tl;dr
Struggling musician finds presumably somewhat wealthy, semi-attractive woman who’s okay with him seeing her just one hour per day a/k/a the perfect marriage for a dude who doesn’t want to get married.
Knowing “how to sail” and possessing the ability to sail on open water from Seattle to Patagonia or New Zealand to the Mediterranean are two different things. Generally speaking, those from less affluent backgrounds have neither the time nor money required to develop the skill set required for the latter.
The change from 7′ to 8′ rims was a great day in my life. 8′ to 9′ just didn’t have the same feel. 9′ to 10′ never happened, and I plaid high school basketball 🙁
From a former teacher, teaching kind of fucking sucks. If you’re not 100%, don’t do it, especially if you have to go back to school. I’d do a lot of research in the state in which you live and see if there is some sort of program available that allows you to obtain a license based upon the degree you already have. I had to take some extra classes offered by the state teaching association, pass several tests, and was on a probationary period when I first started, but it’s way cheaper, easier, and efficient than going back and majoring in general ed, even if it’s a two year program as opposed to four. Also, there are some private schools that allow you to be a classroom assistant without any sort of license if you want to gain some experience. The pay sucks, but it’s an option before committing to a complete life change. Just my unsolicited two cents though.
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Even cool cats are assholes 50% of the time.
Mine: Got wasted one night in college, hooked up with a friend as her rebound, one night stand somehow turns into marriage.
Tl;dr
Struggling musician finds presumably somewhat wealthy, semi-attractive woman who’s okay with him seeing her just one hour per day a/k/a the perfect marriage for a dude who doesn’t want to get married.
“I’m Engaged in the Steeplechase” Volume 1 come Tuesday afternoon. Make that column happen.
Younger me would think current me is just some fat old man who doesn’t know what he’s talking about nor have the stones to hit me.
Preach. It’s scary to think I was ever that fucking stupid.
I laughed
Knowing “how to sail” and possessing the ability to sail on open water from Seattle to Patagonia or New Zealand to the Mediterranean are two different things. Generally speaking, those from less affluent backgrounds have neither the time nor money required to develop the skill set required for the latter.
Pro tip: Poor people don’t know how to sail. There’s more to the story than this.
The change from 7′ to 8′ rims was a great day in my life. 8′ to 9′ just didn’t have the same feel. 9′ to 10′ never happened, and I plaid high school basketball 🙁
Are we neighbors?
It might not make the highlight reel, but you still get to put what you want in the hole.
I want to hear more about this local bar. Let’s get Will (deFries, not your buddy) over there for a live blog. That’s in PGP’s budget, right?
If the girlfriend’s mom is texting him directly about a new puppy, the girlfriend and mom already expect a ring is imminent.
Can we get a Todd-centric article about his trip to Saks?
From a former teacher, teaching kind of fucking sucks. If you’re not 100%, don’t do it, especially if you have to go back to school. I’d do a lot of research in the state in which you live and see if there is some sort of program available that allows you to obtain a license based upon the degree you already have. I had to take some extra classes offered by the state teaching association, pass several tests, and was on a probationary period when I first started, but it’s way cheaper, easier, and efficient than going back and majoring in general ed, even if it’s a two year program as opposed to four. Also, there are some private schools that allow you to be a classroom assistant without any sort of license if you want to gain some experience. The pay sucks, but it’s an option before committing to a complete life change. Just my unsolicited two cents though.
I didn’t need to see a picture of the dude who still jacks it in his parents’ bathroom.
If Cliff Huxtable is still around those parts, tell the Mrs. to be careful.
On an unrelated note PMI is the bane of my existence. The thought of paying it each month makes writing the check for student loans seem enjoyable.
He’ll be one of the first MLB players ever who is 30 years old and making $30MM per year.
Beautifully written. Concert season will be back before we know it.