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What scares you?

"I don't think that I can take it,cause it took so long to make it....and I'll never have the recipe again....."
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"I don't think that I can take it,cause it took so long to make it....and I'll never have the recipe again....."
You've got the recipe. Good friend of mine lost his wife. Moped around for a couple years. Retired lawyer who always wished he had been a teacher or a college prof. Started subbing in the local schools a couple days a week, now he is coaching football. Says he is "too busy," and needs to "retire again," but he says it with a laugh.

There are people who need your help. You just have not met them yet.:)
 
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I was going to pick up the flag and post a puke worthy photo of someone in a thong but decided I didn't want to gross out the board. Besides, I didn't know if the photo should be of a woman or a man.

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What scares me?--the thread 4 places above this about Barron getting a contract extension.
 
yeah, that is a scary situation. I have family out in Southern California and those wildfires last fall were like 15 miles away....which sounds far but not really when you have those winds.
I happened to be passing through Palm Springs when one started last year. We were told we weren't in danger, but you could smell it as easily as you would a barbeque on your patio. Really unsettling experience,
 
Nobody scares me, but this does:

What follows is from George Will's column in this morning's Washington Post. As he says, "pour a Scotch and read on."

"The Congressional Budget Office projects that new federal borrowing over the next ten years will total $12.4 trillion and that at the end of 2028 the debt will be $28.7 trillion, 96 percent of the GDP."

"The American Enterprise Institute's James Capretta says of last year's CBO projection that the federal debt would reach 150 percent of GDP by 2047."
That must be fake news. Believe me.
 
My father died from complications of Alzheimer’s disease. His last three years were a drain on my mother and the family. He didn’t know her. He called me “that nice guy”. Mom was hospitalized and we determined it was time for Dad to go to dementia care. I took him. I will never forget the look he had as I left him in the dining area. Although he was unaware of most that was happening, he was aware that I was leaving him.
When I would take Mom to visit, he would see her,take her in his arms and they would dance the two-step. He didn’t know her name but he remembered dancing with her. Dad was always active and exercised into his 80’s. On his last night he took his walker and was doing laps around the floor. He seemed to want to exercise himself to feeling better. The next day he passed.
My mother-in-law had vascular dementia. She and I didn’t get along until her dementia became worse. In the end she knew who I was but not her daughter.
I tell my wife that if I suffer from dementia to take me to our shore house, go for a walk on the beach and suggest I go for a swim. I do not want to be a burden or warehoused.
 
This post is quite timely. My answer - cancer. I'm currently at Johns Hopkins, having had two tumors removed on Friday. Surgeons confident they got everything.

For you old dudes (defined in this context as os over 50) - don't put off the colonoscooy . It's really not bad....particularly if you wake up to good news. I am otherwise very healthy, no family history...but you never know.

Take care of yourselves, guys.
 
This post is quite timely. My answer - cancer. I'm currently at Johns Hopkins, having had two tumors removed on Friday. Surgeons confident they got everything.

For you old dudes (defined in this context as os over 50) - don't put off the colonoscooy . It's really not bad....particularly if you wake up to good news. I am otherwise very healthy, no family history...but you never know.

Take care of yourselves, guys.
Thanks for the reminder, buddy. Good recovery. I'll show this to Jane; she's been on my ass about this lately.
 
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This post is quite timely. My answer - cancer. I'm currently at Johns Hopkins, having had two tumors removed on Friday. Surgeons confident they got everything.

For you old dudes (defined in this context as os over 50) - don't put off the colonoscooy . It's really not bad....particularly if you wake up to good news. I am otherwise very healthy, no family history...but you never know.

Take care of yourselves, guys.
Stay strong. Speedy recovery.
 
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These guys. Not kidding. They also fascinate the hell out of me. Shark Week is an annual event in my household.

 
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I hear it's really fun to watch with Stormy D.
I was gonna include a comment about my sharing that interest with The Donald, but I was pretty confident you or someone else would do the honors anyway. Props. :cool:

BTW, would you be willing to get in a shark cage? Not me.

 
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My father died from complications of Alzheimer’s disease. His last three years were a drain on my mother and the family. He didn’t know her. He called me “that nice guy”. Mom was hospitalized and we determined it was time for Dad to go to dementia care. I took him. I will never forget the look he had as I left him in the dining area. Although he was unaware of most that was happening, he was aware that I was leaving him.
When I would take Mom to visit, he would see her,take her in his arms and they would dance the two-step. He didn’t know her name but he remembered dancing with her. Dad was always active and exercised into his 80’s. On his last night he took his walker and was doing laps around the floor. He seemed to want to exercise himself to feeling better. The next day he passed.
My mother-in-law had vascular dementia. She and I didn’t get along until her dementia became worse. In the end she knew who I was but not her daughter.
I tell my wife that if I suffer from dementia to take me to our shore house, go for a walk on the beach and suggest I go for a swim. I do not want to be a burden or warehoused.

All the good feelings to you man. My mom just passed a couple years back from the effects of vascular dementia. When we could still get her to respond she would confuse me and my father, not remember her grandkids etc. The hardest part for me is having dreams where she's still alive has her faculties but then waking up and remembering all that happened. Totally understand wanting to go the Robin Williams route and have told my wife something similar.

Beyond that to the subject of this thread I fear zombies. Ever since the ending of "Dawn of the dead" (2004) I can't stand zombie flicks/movies. Which stinks b/c I really want to get into the netflix show Santa Clarita Diet.
 
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