We killed Michigan.
UGA choked against Texas.
Miami was clobbered by Wisconsin and went through a coaching change.
FSU and Tennessee were sitting on their asses all month, and FSU hired an OC who managed 14 points against Army.
UCF got their comeuppance so now they might STFU.
Great time to be a Gator.
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- Thread: Gatornation's Newest Addition
We are agreed on the following:
1. Purchase the President's Mansion. Hell, he ain't using it anyway. Host epic GCMB tailgates on the front lawn. Provide golf cart shuttle service to and from the stadium.
2. Purchase Warchant. Make Swonkey the admin and mod. Let him have fun with it. Then burn it to the ground.
3. Buy the naming rights to the Tallahassee airport. Rename it FSUX so every single recruit they fly in for an official will know right away that FSU Sucks.
4. Buy ESPN. Re-hire Danny Kanell. Make him wear Gator gear. Then fire him. Also fire Stephen A. Smith. Have Beth Mowins announce every single UGA and FSU game except when they are playing Florida.
Does that about cover it or are there some I missed?
- Thread: Great welcome sign
- Thread: I got married.......
over the weekend and thought I would let you guys in on the "secret"
it's been almost 4 years since my kids mom & I split and I found a real jewel for a replacement.
together we have 5, yes five kids, and everyone of them are a blessing on their own.
we were joined together on Friday evening and headed straight to FL for the honeymoon. Spent most of Saturday in Gainesville, after surviving the Lake City Wal-Mart, starting with lunch @ Hogan's on 13th,
Phan's tailgate (meeting Phan, BNA, & their Mrs., but missing Brad by a few minutes). Then on to a 2nd tailgate where we were given tickets to the game, and lastly a 3rd with my brother & his girls.
Headed down University to show her around, grabbed a quick snack @ Pita Pit before marching to The Swamp.
Watched most of the game wet , then to St. Augustine for a few days of sun & fun.
well, that's all folks, & B4 one of you asks; no, you can't see any nekkid pics of her
now we look forward to spending the rest of our lives together.
- Thread: The boy
The boy would have been sixty today. But the deadly and silent cancer was more than he could whip. He was 44 when it finished him off. I was holding his hand when he passed along with Beckey. Dad called him a horse’s butt but he was our horse’s butt. He loved to argue and give you **** but he always came through when you needed him. He used to take Stephanie and Spencer to ToysRus and tell them to pick out their birthday present. He came over Christmas Eve day to help me have them wake up to a treehouse on Christmas day. He did the building and all that, I was the gofer. I was sitting in the car one day with Stephie and Spencer listening to a gator station talking about sports with a question of the best athlete you ever saw. He actually called in and said I was close in his eyes. I never thought about it but he was always there with dad for those many many football and basketball games he came to watch. Close to 100 altogether. Mike and I have each other but there is a hole there that he occupied for a long time. I know he would have loved my Kevin and Presley and had more fun with them. I miss him and think of him sometimes. Especially today when we would have had fun recognizing his being officially old. Life is tenuous and not a given even when we are younger. I/we were lucky to have him those forty-four years.............
On the old GSMB he was BAGATOR. His favorite online sport was going to Voltalk and giving the tears sh#t about the last SOS beatdown. He was merciless.
About ten years ago a former friend of his from the Army called me looking for him. Wanted to tell Brad how important his influence was on him during their military days. I had to tell him Kevin was gone. Btw Kevin was also Brad. But that is another story. But always just Kevin to me.
- Thread: Story Time
Thought about a thread where we share some stories after recalling a few in the box last week. We've had something like this before, but might not be a bad time to tell a few. Share if you will. Here's one from a while back (and it's true)...
I have a good buddy that finished law school after graduating from UF, got a job with the district attorney in Marianna, met a girl and asked her to marry him. She accepted and her folks put on this big engagement party and invited a bunch of his family and friends from Gadsden county. My wife and I went with another couple and had a great time not only meeting his future wife's family, but also seeing a bunch of our old gang. We also had a friend of ours that went stag, known to all as "Big." He was well-named as he stood about 6'3" and weighed 375 or better. He was as full of you-know-what as he was large and was always the life of the party.
The groom-to-be brought his future brother-in-law up to a group that included Big and introduced him as so-and-so from Malone. Malone, of course, was renowned for its high school basketball program having won multiple state championships. Big walked up and shook the gentleman's hand and said "From Malone, huh? I thought there wasn't nothin' in Malone but (hoars) and basketball players!" The guy's face turned beet red and you could tell he felt rightly insulted, but being he was smaller than Big he was struggling with whether or not to square off and defend his honor. After a few seconds, he summoned up the courage and told Big with balled up fists and a little quiver to his lips "Sir, I'll have you know my wife is from Malone!" Without missing a beat, Big replied "Really? What position did she play?!" We fell about the place.
Given Ray's proximity to u of tinercee - the buttchuggin' cesspool of eternal fire (I'm pretty sure that's the one referenced in the Book of Revelation 20:14 - look it up) ...
I'm betting this Ark is a double-wide with a redwood deck and a half falling down mildewed above ground half filled with mosquito water pool.
Therefore... you can fit more than five people from GC on that thang.
In no particular order:
SQ/Cap'n - (we'll need breeders)
Bart - for the recreational herbs and spices
Phan - for the wine (you're welcome SQ)
Durty - personal trainer
Brad - relay chick stories of his youth and the woodford
t - comic relief
Cooter - to remind me of classic country song lyrics
Ray - guitar entertainment
Urg - to ban t to the pool
Law - to establish order in 'the new world' and to rank new recruits
Dubs - law enforcement and...we're nothing if not diverse and inclusive
812 - just because he's honer-able
Goon - for the good jokes
aka - musical kindred spirit
tag - boat driver
chevy - dog whisperer
nav - alpaca wrangler
crete - anchor
- Thread: Welcome GatorCountry refugees!
- Thread: music man from the past
This is a long one. My son must have been born in another era and like the dogs from the new movie came back again, He listens to music from the 50s and 60s, Nothing surprises me. He is 12. He discovered Rupert Holmes recently. He likes stuff from Holmes I never heard of. We were at the Antique store at the Waldo FLea mkt recently and upstairs he found an old LP of Holmes for $2 and we bought it, Well, Kevin is an artist, too. He drew this and his mom found it in his backpack.
She liked it so much she found an address from Holmes and mailed it to him with a short story about it..............well low and behold she got this reply.........and no, it was not "IF you like Pina Coladas, getting caught in the rain. if your not into Yoga..................
Here is his reply:
Greetings from Rupert Holmes, here in New York.
I'm so very moved and honored that your remarkable son not only enjoys my music but drew such a superb picture of me. Setting aside myself for a moment, it's an incredible job by someone so young! I also thank him for how nice he makes me appear (I especially like having that much hair again ... it's been a while!)
You may not know it, but let me share with you that the younger of my two sons is severely autistic. He is 28, and a wonderful and brave fellow, but we have never had anything resembling a conversation. He is obviously at the opposite end of the spectrum from your marvelous son. I hope you and he have all the communication with each other that I would so love to have with my own boy. My son was born at a time when few knew what autism means, and since that time there have been great strides made. But please know that no singer-songwriter could have more empathy and admiration for your own situation, and I am so truly touched that you shared his wonderful artwork with me. It is definitely something I hope he will pursue.
If there is any way I could do something to show my thanks ... send him a message or speak to him on the phone (not trying to intrude on your private life) ... or simply send him some of my music autographed to him, please do not hesitate to let me know.
I thank you for giving me such a beautiful moment in my day and in my life. I'll treasure his portrait as long as I live.
May much joy and happiness be yours and his in the years to come,
PS Please drop me a note to confirm that this reached you successfully. If he has a particular favorite song of mine, do let me know, please.
You never know how you touch somebody. Kevin is also autistic with Aspergers................
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