Recruiting Football Talk VIII


And that my friends is why you don’t put a cat on a leash or name them Pinky.

@Glitch with regards to your cat…. Your daughter feeling ill and your wife helping her likely freaked the cat out. They can sense illness and they know when we are freaking out and it freaks them out. Top that off is they’re keyed into strange movements. IOW your cat was probably as panicked as your wife about what was going on with your daughter. If it’s never done anything like that before I really wouldn’t expect it to again.

Cats wear their emotions on their sleeve if you know how to interpret them and kitty not being bothered afterwards pretty well means she was freaking that her humans were distressed. I had one cat that stopped an argument between me and the other the half by getting between us letting out the saddest meow you’ve ever heard.
 
Why so early? And what time do you to go to bed?

I just got back on AM workouts and have been getting up at 4:15 and I can’t imagine even earlier than that
Have got up that early for 25 years whether work day or not. I get up drink my coffee and watch Sports center and then at 5:30 a.m. out the door. I go to bed between 8:30 and 9:30 usually. I'm not much of a sleeper, I will sleep enough when I pass away...
 
Outstanding thread from CC.


Tolkien saw the entire world nearly extinguish itself TWICE and Europe’s population decimated to an extent that even today it can’t sustain without immigration. I can see how Atreides willing to sacrifice billions for his people and GoT willing to do smaller scale wars for more individual reasons would be abhorrent.

If I saw the near annihilation of the planet, I’d want no part of Paul Atreides war. It would ring incredibly hollow.

Really Tolkien’s POV is the last gasp of modernity and modernist thought whereas Dune and GoT are ushering in postmodernity which to be blunt is what we’re all living in and at it’s core assumes the world is crap, has always been crap, and the best thing we can do is make sure we get ours.
 
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Super Sky Point to the great George Foreman. This one hurts. A kid who arrived on the national scene when he won gold in Mexico City in 1968 and waved American flags. Who became the most feared boxer of his era after destroying Joe Frazier and Ken Norton in a combined four rounds.

An invincible force who was outthought and outboxed by an allegedly washed up Muhammad Ali in Zaire in 1974 and who retired three years later, exhausted after another upset loss and changed by the subsequent religious experience that prompted him to retire in his prime. Big George left public life and went home to Texas for a decade before returning to boxing to raise money for his church. He was mocked for being fat and written off as a joke as he knocked over a slew of tomato cans. But he persevered to regain that heavyweight title he lost in that African night just over 20 years later at age 45 with a right hand that rendered an undefeated champion unconscious. “It happened! It happened!” shouted Jim Lampley as Michael Moorer laid on his back in a fog after meeting the same right hand that had separated so many other men from their senses.

He learned how to smile during his second act. Now bald and cherubic, the same folks who once feared him and teased him suddenly loved him. He became a genial teddy bear who made millions hawking that damn grill.Goodbye to Big George, a man who achieved a dream he believed in for two decades - the dream only he thought was possible. A man whose goodness redeemed him from the darkness that prevented him from enjoying his initial fame, fortune, and acclaim. He won so much more in his middle age than that heavyweight crown he prized so much.

I never met George Foreman but I loved him. Rest in peace, champ.

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