[SLSS]

With a month of tarpon fishing coming soon I really hope that fishing on a windy day does not cause the same kind of cancer that wind farms cause.

Only if the fly flailing takes a form similar to windmilling.

Not to worry. I’m on “soccertots “ coaching duty instead. Sure wish I could get my ass kicked by those fish again. Seems like my fishing is defined more by the fish I don’t catch than those I do these days.

Confession: I have 3 memories of kids soccer.

The best was the super hot red head girl coach. Holly. It was before puberty but somehow I knew she was super hot.

The worst: it was the 80s and short shorts were the go to. I remember a coaching session sitting “Indian style” and my dad the head coach’s balls were hanging out. I heard about it from the rest of the team all year. Thank god they didn’t have coed teams back then.

Funniest: we had a super timid kid. He had some skills but just locked up in games One game my pops got tired of it and after he let 2 kids dribble past him he substituted the kid for a cone. He literally went out and put a cone in the spot said kid was playing and told the refs they were good to go. The refs ejected him but the funny part is that kid got it and was really good after that.

Pt 1- 2nd grade teacher for me- nun at Catholic school

Pt 2- I wasn't even there and now can't unsee that, so I'll be giving you shit anyway.

And finally C- kids get it when they get it. Coaching soccer was frustrating mostly because of parents, fun because of the kids.

[root wad]

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Not to worry. I’m on “soccertots “ coaching duty instead. Sure wish I could get my ass kicked by those fish again. Seems like my fishing is defined more by the fish I don’t catch than those I do these days.
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You will be missed this year. I can just hear it now.
Angler: "Kinda wish Yard could be here."
Guide: "Me too. Go ahead and climb up on that casting tower."
Angler: "I'm already standing on the casting tower."

[yard4sale]

He was probably standing behind the stripping basket!

SLSS, at orientation we had to fill out a form saying we wouldn’t be bad parents. I assume this is so they can ban certain parents after bad behavior. I’ve taught enough kids how to sail to know enough to keep it fun and dealt with my fair share of shitty parents. Teaching sailing is hard and dangerous. Soccer will be a breeze. I actually will find bad parents entertaining. I’d like to think the Drake has helped in that regard.

[mitch aka 2 fish]

confession: around 3pm every day I get a crippling headache that can only be cured by alcohol.

relates: and nightfall? well... weed, of course.

elates: we'd be easily scratching like twenty years now. just pickling, me.

lates: get off my fucking lawn, cunt.

sate: finally... an excuse for the mood swingings.

eta: red nose day, my sweetnesses.

[mitch aka 2 fish]

confession: oh, and I also got a warning point.

relates: whatever the fuck that means, jed.

elates: oooooooOOOOOOOOOOooooooooo!

lates: if I'm not here for a while just ask his jedness. he knows.

tale: fuck. this beer's waaay too cold.

ale: yes. little creatures... but of course. [/self-satisfied snort] the whole world's gone paley aley.

[CC Riebeeck]

confession: oh, and I also got a warning point.

relates: whatever the fuck that means, jed.

elates: oooooooOOOOOOOOOOooooooooo!

lates: if I'm not here for a while just ask his jedness. he knows.

tale: fuck. this beer's waaay too cold.

ale: yes. little creatures... but of course. [/self-satisfied snort] the whole world's gone paley aley.

Must have pissed in FCTP...

[mitch aka 2 fish]

nothing worse than someone pissing in the circle jerk, hey.

confession: I have no idea how much inspiration the cc needs...



relates: crossing over into donegal he curiously once (once) asked for a gun.



elates: ...because he said the drill takes too long.

[mitch aka 2 fish]

confession: I'm in heart with anthony jeselnik.

[mitch aka 2 fish]

confession: was 91.9

relates: fuck white (starch) power!

elates: 79.9 today

lates: lots of fainting

sate: targeting 75.0

ate: fuck all since 20 march

quickmaths: so that's like over 25lbs in westcoast wiener wonga

QI for randy: at 24yrs I was 9st 6 (lightweight). and you can look it up.

[CarelessEthiopian]

What's that in Fahrenheit?

[mitch aka 2 fish]

confession: I reckon I've another half hour before depression sets in. I'd stretched it out for as long as I could (remember).

relates: last half of act 6- a long strange trip 'it becomes everything'

elates: so there's like this bag of happiness here...

lates: so there's like this bag of happiness here...

sate: so there's like this bag of happiness here...

eta: half hour. pay attention.

[mitch aka 2 fish]

fuck.