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That's why I usually go to Starbucks, coffee and lots of people, do a day's work in hours and give myself a treat at the same time.

I dunno what else to add. Everything sucks

Ok maybe they didnt steal my heart but they definitely stole my admiration! So here is my story of what happened and the snowball that came so fucking close to being the coolest thing a person will ever do in their lifetime.

The event was the Buffalo Bills vs San Francisco 49ers NFL game that aired on NBC this past Sunday night. Anyone who saw the game will agree it was one of the best displays of the world's finest athletes of their sport battling an unforgiving opponent known as Lake Effect Snow.

We are talking about a game between some of the best, if not the greatest, players of their generation and position who could barely keep their feet under them taking off from the snap. The finest route runners, sprint from the snap at a jogging pace, run in one straight direction, stomp their feet on the ground like anticlockwise breaks, and just turn around to try and catch the ball. Lol I digress but you get the point. It was a snowy wintery shitshow for anyone not raised by Bills Mafia.

Which brings us to the snowball. Now I know the snowball throw was undeniably the outcome of drunken luck but I don't care. The snowball throw was so beautiful that whoever is the thrower was either sent by God or the snowball was thrown by God themself.

Just put yourself in this mystery Tom Brady's shoes. The known knowns to any Bills game is that the tailgating isnt on a flex schedule. It starts at 9am regardless if kickoff time is 1pm or 8:15pm like it was on this day. At kickoff you are already piss drunk, sitting in the corner end zone seats, waiting for an excuse to throw some snow in the air.

Much to their dismay, the 49ers march down the field looking ready to score. The Bills D puts up a nice 3rd down stop and force the field goal. Reason to cheer. The mad snowballer begins warming his pitching arm.

As the snowman marksman packs his snowy ammunition, the 9ers line up for the kick. The moment escalates, the crowd chants their taunts, the ball is snapped!

Its at that moment the future walk on NFL Super Bowl MVP, cocks his arm, waits... waits... the ball is kicked and the Snowball is released.

Time fucking freezes. Finish this out as if you are the thrower:

You see only your snowball at first. Prolly with one eye closed and your buddy clenching your jacket with thrill as he and the surrounding fans watch as the snowball they watched you throw, CLEARS THE FUCKING BACK NET.

"No fucking way" starts getting murmured as people start to see the snowball's path to greatness.

You follow the line of the ball, as it approaches the goal posts your line of sight SEES THE FUCKING KICKED FOOTBALL CLOSING IN ON THE GOAL POSTS FROM THE OTHER SIDE!

CLOSER!

CLOSER!

ITS GUNA FUCKING HIT THE BA-awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwe

All kidding aside I want to genuinely meet the person who let it fly. That is not a short throw. That is not a still wind. That snow ball moved too little to be a lucky throw. It was launched as hard as someone could throw it, at the football being kicked from 40ish yards away, AND NARROWLY MISSED! Fuck I'd be telling all my grandkids I could throw a snowball over them mountains if I were the mad snowthrower.

Lol my glass slippers:

I haven't read any scientific journal or publication not because of the sheer volume or complexity of the content within but rather the extremely formal and scientific language of the content that makes them feel soulless and more like a punishment to the person reading them. I would really like it if someone could recommend a paper, preferably in the field in science and pertaining to an easy topic, where the author has some sense of humour and is able to retain my attention span all the way till the end.

Hey.

My wife needs a surgery that will be on the 10th January next year.

It can't wait longer, it might be cancer but not 100% cancer, could be myom or just cells (skin?) that started growing but they aren't sure.

I will try to make this short: it has to be removed and they aren't sure if they need to remove the uterus and now comes the problem

I don't want kids and if I do, only in 3-5 years ( she as well) but if they have to remove it completly, which they only know on the day the surgery is we can't anymore.

We talked today and said it wouldn't change much if kids now or in 4 years, but tbh I am not even sure and she isn't either if we want kids at all. It's frustrating cause it seems like we might have time if the surgery goes as planned and the uterus doesn't need to be removed at all.

It's not even a guarantee if we would try now anyways, most likely not cause of stress (maybe cancer, maybe not) on her side, my side, and general it's not easy to get pregnant.

I had cancer myself 12 years ago and not even sure if I can have kids myself, if my sperm is "good enough". I have some frozen, but that is it...

Any life suggestions? Trying to make kids on the fly now seems like a dumb idea but will we regret it if she can't have kids again?!

Sorry for bad english. And sorry for writing so "wild" I just can't get my thoughts straight. I am confused.

I'm a bit lost here, to be fair. I went full no contact with my family back when I was 16. Took a hike, even across countries. So, apparently what happened, was my ex brother in law not keeping his mouth shut and sharing my number with my family. I still can't make heads or tails of it. But now my dad wants to be real chummy and friendy with me? Fuck that, honestly. I'm not super mad at him, more at the rest of my family, but it seriously hurts right now. What am I supposed to do? I'm at a loss here. Haven't really talked to the person for over 21 years.

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It's just a day in the grand scope of things, but here I am.

So I'm from Germany but I live in Korea. And especially in the beginning when I arrived here as a agile coach for a big automotive supplier company where I was supposed to teach them the new processes and so on it was terrifying.

I would do a presentation of something and then my expectation was that we would talk about parts of it and there would be follow up questions about details, etc. but more often than not there was just silence. And that would eat me up inside to a degree where some times I would complain about it and just cut the meetings short.

Over time I realized that they are comfortable sitting and thinking about what I showed them.

But it's still difficult for me :D

Last year I moved into a townhome after my wife and I separated. Her and my kids went to Ohio to spend Thanksgiving with her side of the family (it’s something we’d always done even as a family). I was supposed to go to Puerto Rico last Thanksgiving, but that didn’t work out. So I ended up at a friend’s house with their family.

Fast forward to this year, and I now have my own home. My youngest decided that he didn’t want me to be alone for the holiday, so he opted to stay with me instead of going up to Ohio with his mom and brother. He also asked me to cook ham, sweet corn, and mashed potatoes for Thanksgiving dinner. I got the smallest spiral-cut glazed ham I could find, and cooked up a can of sweet corn, and made mashed potatoes from a box. I had never done this before because in Ohio there was always the in-group of family that took care of cooking, and I wasn’t part of that group.

My youngest said it was the best meal he had in a long time. He kept going back for more and more ham. As I was cleaning up, he commented how sad he’s going to be when we run out of the ham. His only criticisms were that the potatoes were a little plain in comparison to everything else, and that there needed to be a bitter side to offset the sweetness of everything else. Very high praise coming from him, as he’s still in the picky phase with his eating.

Now I sit waiting for the dishes to finish the wash cycle, while my kid is playing some Roblox game and my dog is laying beside him drifting off to sleep (she got her share of ham too).

Today was a really good day, and it would have been a shame not to share it with somebody.

Happy Thanksgiving, y’all.

Happy Thanksgiving, y'all.

Another (US, yes, other cultures feel free to substitute your own here) Thanksgiving. I don't really enjoy turkey, I have food issues anyway, feasting is very conflicted.

Then, there is the enforced extended family togetherness, the clueless rightwing folks carrying on vs the suffering vegans. Everyone expected to be happy. This is almost beyond cliché, but it's real, happens every year.

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