Some of these commercials are hysterical, but the personal injury lawyer with the eyepatch explaining why the eyepatch makes him a good personal injury lawyer is the best.

That's the first time we've seen Yadi not block a ball properly in awhile.

What was that all about?

Sorry. Bob had football practice and I stuck around a little chatting with one of the coaches who I've known since we were little kids.  By the time we got home and ate dinner it was the 8th inning.

Yay, we didn't get swept. How's that?

forsberg_us wrote:

Sorry. Bob had football practice and I stuck around a little chatting with one of the coaches who I've known since we were little kids.  By the time we got home and ate dinner it was the 8th inning.

Yay, we didn't get swept. How's that?

There you go letting the responsibilities of parenthood get in the way of watching baseball again.
Just do what I do. About five minutes before first pitch, hand the kid a shovel and tell him to look for night crawlers because "We're going fishing tomorrow!!!"
That'll distract him long enough so you can watch the game, during which you can get really drunk. Then when he tries to wake you up the following morning, tell him you're too hungover to fish and vow to try again the next day.
Rinse, lather, repeat and you've done nothing but drink and watch baseball for an entire season.
And the kid learns a valuable lesson about life not always being fair.

artie_fufkin wrote:

forsberg_us wrote:

Sorry. Bob had football practice and I stuck around a little chatting with one of the coaches who I've known since we were little kids.  By the time we got home and ate dinner it was the 8th inning.

Yay, we didn't get swept. How's that?

There you go letting the responsibilities of parenthood get in the way of watching baseball again.
Just do what I do. About five minutes before first pitch, hand the kid a shovel and tell him to look for night crawlers because "We're going fishing tomorrow!!!"
That'll distract him long enough so you can watch the game, during which you can get really drunk. Then when he tries to wake you up the following morning, tell him you're too hungover to fish and vow to try again the next day.
Rinse, lather, repeat and you've done nothing but drink and watch baseball for an entire season.
And the kid learns a valuable lesson about life not always being fair.

The flaw in that theory is that I've pretty much quit drinking.  When I starting concentrating on losing weight, those were calories I just didn't need and, quite honestly, I don't recover the next day anywhere near like I used to.  We don't keep any alcohol in the house, and I've probably only consumed any alcohol maybe a dozen or so times in the last 2 years.  Hell, I just went on a float trip this past weekend and drank Diet Pepsi and water the whole time.

artie_fufkin wrote:

Max wrote:

I missed this one.  I catch a redeye, Saturday 2 am, and head back to the job site.  So I am in 24 hour countdown mode.  Spent the evening at Lowe's buying stuff to keep the deer away from wife's tomato plants.

What's the deal with wives and tomato plants?

pretty much the same as husbands and tomato plants.  just depends who's doing the gardening i think.

forsberg_us wrote:

artie_fufkin wrote:

forsberg_us wrote:

Sorry. Bob had football practice and I stuck around a little chatting with one of the coaches who I've known since we were little kids.  By the time we got home and ate dinner it was the 8th inning.

Yay, we didn't get swept. How's that?

There you go letting the responsibilities of parenthood get in the way of watching baseball again.
Just do what I do. About five minutes before first pitch, hand the kid a shovel and tell him to look for night crawlers because "We're going fishing tomorrow!!!"
That'll distract him long enough so you can watch the game, during which you can get really drunk. Then when he tries to wake you up the following morning, tell him you're too hungover to fish and vow to try again the next day.
Rinse, lather, repeat and you've done nothing but drink and watch baseball for an entire season.
And the kid learns a valuable lesson about life not always being fair.

The flaw in that theory is that I've pretty much quit drinking.  When I starting concentrating on losing weight, those were calories I just didn't need and, quite honestly, I don't recover the next day anywhere near like I used to.  We don't keep any alcohol in the house, and I've probably only consumed any alcohol maybe a dozen or so times in the last 2 years.  Hell, I just went on a float trip this past weekend and drank Diet Pepsi and water the whole time.

I have picked t up again.  With this hot weather I can consume all the wasted calories I want and manage to sweat them out just by doing alittle yard work.

"I've pretty much quit drinking."

I have no idea what this sentence means.

Max wrote:

artie_fufkin wrote:

Max wrote:

I missed this one.  I catch a redeye, Saturday 2 am, and head back to the job site.  So I am in 24 hour countdown mode.  Spent the evening at Lowe's buying stuff to keep the deer away from wife's tomato plants.

What's the deal with wives and tomato plants?

pretty much the same as husbands and tomato plants.  just depends who's doing the gardening i think.

I'm pretty sure I've never even thought about growing anything. And I'm almost certain I'd fail if I tried to grow anything.
About five years ago, we had a watermelon grow out of the ground in our backyard. I'm sure it was the residual from my son and/or one of his friends spitting seeds at one another, but I never cared for it, and it grew to about the size of a basketball.