tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4411266245885628595.post5387944022785223659..comments2023-11-25T06:26:20.521-05:00Comments on ultimatejournal: Feelin' Itdusty.rhodeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05058725127054554344noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4411266245885628595.post-58041857291809257672007-10-10T13:39:00.000-05:002007-10-10T13:39:00.000-05:00Thanks for translating, Dusty! (I've been trying ...Thanks for translating, Dusty! <BR/><BR/>(I've been trying to hire him on as a personal editor for years now, you know. I figure, in any given conversation, Dusty would serve as a proxy. I mumble something nearly unintelligible into his ear, he processes it, and then says something seemingly intelligent and appropriate to the situation at hand.)<BR/><BR/>No, I definitly do not smoke, and have,-89https://www.blogger.com/profile/06004774314842266152noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4411266245885628595.post-12915301622894757582007-10-10T12:52:00.000-05:002007-10-10T12:52:00.000-05:00I could see him wielding a pipe... maybe a nice sm...I could see him wielding a pipe... maybe a nice smoking jacket.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4411266245885628595.post-65371218358304535002007-10-10T12:49:00.000-05:002007-10-10T12:49:00.000-05:00I think what he's saying there, for those of you w...I think what he's saying there, for those of you who can't think like a T-Rex, is that if he (Dono), instead of playing ultimate, drank whiskey and smoked cigarettes (like some Syracuse/Pike alums we know and love), he would at least get something out of it in the long run. Like a career as a blues singer.<BR/><BR/>Instead, we'll all just be broken down and unable to move by age 50.<BR/><BR/>Yay.dusty.rhodeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05058725127054554344noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4411266245885628595.post-40636289105646534692007-10-10T12:35:00.000-05:002007-10-10T12:35:00.000-05:00I refuse to believe that Dono is a smoker.I refuse to believe that Dono is a smoker.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4411266245885628595.post-3351001097621569352007-10-10T12:29:00.000-05:002007-10-10T12:29:00.000-05:00Sweet! Is this where I get to bitch about old age...Sweet! Is this where I get to bitch about old age & the mileage I've accrued playing this lovely sport of ours?<BR/><BR/>Today, I pinched a nerve in my neck performing the ridiculously straining task of talking to somebody on my right. Stupid back-stabbing body ... whose side are you on anyway?<BR/><BR/>At least with cigarettes and whiskey, you get a deep, gravely, soulful voice for your -89https://www.blogger.com/profile/06004774314842266152noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4411266245885628595.post-29272889314668755962007-10-10T07:01:00.000-05:002007-10-10T07:01:00.000-05:00Good upbeat thoughts... but y'know what? that doe...Good upbeat thoughts... but y'know what? that doesn't cut it for me right now. Yeah, I'm embracing the challenge and all (and I'm really pushing this rehab thing-- the PT/Docs are both surprised) but I want more.<BR/><BR/>It's not the week before regionals, it is 15 days before Nationals. That's a whole other ball game. No offense to your college regionals, but at Club Nationals... the dusty.rhodeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05058725127054554344noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4411266245885628595.post-50469829670886016472007-10-09T22:00:00.000-05:002007-10-09T22:00:00.000-05:00I know what you mean, at least somewhat (though my...I know what you mean, at least somewhat (though my history is shorter than yours by a good 20 years or however much older than me you are).<BR/><BR/>My knee inevitably gives me a hell of a time for at least a few weeks at a time over a (fall/spring/off) season and at worst nags me through a full year. Just when I think I make progress on it, I get stupid and something goes awry to set me back Mackeyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05086168699757064103noreply@blogger.com