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So it wouldn't appear that they would be interested in selling the headphones separately? Of course, they would probably want $20k or $25k for a pair... tee hee...

$59.99 for The Wire on Bluray, Amazon deal of the day... today only... best price otherwise is usually $119... http://www.amazon.com/gp/browse.html/ref=pe_1132810_154874150_pe_hcta1-txt/?ie=UTF8&node=13333025011

Because we needed that... to go along with the pickup truck nuts, I guess. http://www.cosmopolitan.com/sex-love/news/a48501/scrotentote-for-sale/

Best wishes for this next surgery, Larry... for an improved and hopefully as good as new left femur. Your daughter seems wise to delay her ankle fusion surgery, and is obviously bright and ambitious to be managing all of this while still performing well at Duke. Not an easy way to go to college, but it is what it is and she's soldiered on. Can't imagine anything ever stopping that girl from pursuing her dreams if this hasn't! You must be enormously proud of her, and it's good to know that there is some insurance money to pay for her college costs and set her up reasonably for law school. The ongoing medical costs are so hard to predict, so quite wise of you to be planning as best you can for that as well. In the meantime, all the best with the day by day.

Nevermind.

^ Geez! I had seen that he was stepping down temporarily this season to get some medical treatment, but I didn't realize it was cancer or late stage cancer at that... watched a bunch of Wolves games on TV last year because I like to follow Andrew Wiggins, and he seemed to have a ton of respect from the players and everyone in the organization and around the league. But, short answer is... fuck cancer.

Well, look at that! Steve even made you a cake! Err, well maybe he just got lucky with a Google search? Either way, you've gotta love the effort. Oh, and happy birthday!

http://9gag.com/gag/aQpD3Rr/memory-foam-never-forgets

Not to mention what a shame it is to lose such a handsome old building in the neighborhood... but ya, glad you're Ok.

Happy birthday, Dusty!

There are sometimes several distinct strands within certain threads, but to search for them often requires a magnifying glass (at least for these tired old eyes). But it's worth the effort on occasion, especially if the thread is about scotch.

Happy birthday to both of you upstanding gentlemen!

Happy birthday, Vicki! Haven't seen you forever! Add me to the missing you crowd...

Seriously rough thing for families to have to deal with, sometimes for years on end, and then to have to go through it all twice... I just can't imagine. Keep the good memories of your times with your brothers in your heart, as I'm sure you do, and keep on living as best you know how. As you say, some of us are blessed more so than others in terms of tolerance and the ability to keep it under control.

Boy, ain't that the sad motherfucking truth?!?!

You hit it on the head, Stretch. I know that some of our friends here at Headcase have lost brothers and sisters and cousins and other close friends and relatives to this terrible affliction, and it's never easy to deal with yet another situation like this where someone who had so much to live for... but just couldn't shake it... is now gone. So I think more than anything, I posted this to say sorry for your losses, as well.

Joe Bichl, 53, one of my high school classmates, died of alcoholism related issues yesterday. We weren't particularly close in high school, although he was a great kid with an incredible, sarcastic wit. I had a chance to catch up with him one day last summer when I was home at my mom's house, a day which I'll always remember now. One of my younger brothers had been his AA sponsor for a couple of years and never once mentioned his name to me. But then apparently when he told Joe I was in town, Joe wanted to see me and said he didn't mind if I learned of his problems. We chatted for a couple of hours about just about everything except AA, which I know nothing about in any event, nor is it any of my business. I guess he was relieved (I learned later) that I treated him "just like anyone else" which is actually quite telling in terms of his level of guilt and shame. Obviously it was a sickness that was beyond his ability to ever quite shake. But he was actually doing quite fine at the time, and seemed so humble and content and (without speaking to the issue) he had a quiet confidence about him that seemed to suggest that he had made it over the hump and was looking forward to what the rest of his life might hold for me. Or at least that was the vibe I got. I guess he relapsed several times this past year, and eventually "fired" my brother as his sponsor (too much tough love? not sure), but then he would then call sometimes when he had been drinking hard again, and then accept my brother's help yet again, at least for a while until the cycle repeated itself again. When I was home just last weekend, my brother told me that he had hit rock bottom and was refusing to get help. He said, "if he doesn't dry out, he'll be dead in a week." Sure enough, almost to the day, he was gone... Anyway, he was a good guy, and like cancer, alcohol and substance addiction and abuse really sucks.

University of North Texas - Department of Poor Planning?