Random Thoughts VIII: The Ocho

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Work called at 4am :mad:

One time I dreamed me and another guy at work got arrested and I ended up in jail for the night. I was lying there thinking how ****ed I was. Slowly opened an eye and looked about my room and it started dawning on me that it was just a dream. Major relief
 
Right, but that really doesn't matter. You still feel emotions based on your dreams when you wake up. I had this dream once that my best friend and her boyfriend were going to have sex on my bad, and I was really against this, but they didn't care. I was mad when I woke up, even though my friend actually hadn't done anything wrong.

Anyway, it doesn't matter. The point is no I didn't.
One night while playing poker with the neighbor boys, we had a discussion about who had had sex dreams with other neighbor ladies. I did admit to it but was one of only three that did (the rest are liars or eunuchs). That night I, of course, had a sex dream with a neighbor lady. When I saw her the next day I was kind of mad at her for not coming up and grabbing my butt or something to acknowledge our time together.
 
One night while playing poker with the neighbor boys, we had a discussion about who had had sex dreams with other neighbor ladies. I did admit to it but was one of only three that did (the rest are liars or eunuchs). That night I, of course, had a sex dream with a neighbor lady. When I saw her the next day I was kind of mad at her for not coming up and grabbing my butt or something to acknowledge our time together.
You were used and just tossed aside
 
Busy weekend observations.

Friday night - We went to the Twins-Yankees game with my cousin and his wife. After 4 batters the Twins were behind 4-0. My cousin went to Columbia and lived in NY for 20 years. He was ecstatic. Also, he used to work for Morgan Stanley (in a Midtown office) and had a meeting scheduled in one of the Twin Towers the afternoon of 9/11/01.

Saturday - We had two baseball games with crappy results. The coach insists on having his son be the primary shortstop even though he is, at best, the 4th or 5th best shortstop on the team. During one game, the other team got at least 4 (and maybe 6) hits because the player that should have been playing shortstop was playing second base. /end kid's sports rant

Later Saturday - Picked up two kittens. We now my be crazy cat people.

Saturday night - Watched Twister as a family. There are two people in the crew for the film with the last name Pancake.

Sunday - One more baseball game. It lasted 3 hours and it was over 90 degrees with about 40 mile an hour winds. Mrs JCyclonee got sunburn on her shoulders. At least 3 people's shade awnings broke during the Sunday of the tournament. The team won 19-18 (after being ahead 19-7).
 
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My wife used to have frequent dreams where I was cheating on her. She'd wake up and be ****** at me. After a couple times, I realized that there was nothing I could do to prevent the way she felt. Then I decided to have fun and ask for more details. "Was she hot?" "Did she bring a friend this time?"

If I'm going to get in trouble, I'm getting my money's worth.
 
Whenever I see two posters that I like argue in a thread, I curl up in a ball in the corner, hold my knees and rock back and forth.
 
Woof, mobile phone thread getting ugly.
The first thing that they should teach you in parenting class is to never tell anybody else how to parent. (I hope that this isn't being implied as teaching somebody how to parent).

The second thing is that you will start talking about poop, you will enjoy talking about poop and poop talk is a good bonding experience among parents.
 
I went to the pool with some friends and their kids this weekend. I've gotten back to running and working out a bit and was feeling pretty good about myself. I lean over to my wife and say, "How does it feel being married to the hottest guy at the pool?"

About 2 minutes later, two dudes walk in (let's call them Abercrombie and Fitch). My wife turns her head and gives me the ********* grin ever.

I said, "Ok, how does it feel being married to the third hottest..."
 
I went to the pool with some friends and their kids this weekend. I've gotten back to running and working out a bit and was feeling pretty good about myself. I lean over to my wife and say, "How does it feel being married to the hottest guy at the pool?"

About 2 minutes later, two dudes walk in (let's call them Abercrombie and Fitch). My wife turns her head and gives me the ********* grin ever.

I said, "Ok, how does it feel being married to the third hottest..."

Good for you working on your fitness level.

I have to admit, my first thought was "were you the only guy at the pool?" I'm so ashamed of myself.


Have I mentioned recently how much I like your wife? She's right up there with Mrs Goat. ;)
 
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