Had Friday off so I got to throwing a few back on Thursday evening. Woke up on Friday and headed down to the west side market with my sister. - Bought the wife a gyro and piece of baklava to make up for getting drunk the night before. - She’s low maintenance. 😆. Painting the kitchen with my daughter today while listening to sports talk radio and peeking on the college games all day. Tomorrow, I’ll wake up, grab a coffee, take my morning walk and then take my wife and daughter to my daughter’s volleyball game. The volleyball game should end right at the end of the first quarter. Listen to the 2nd qtr on the radio and get home by halftime. Make some chili, throw it over some noodles and put some cheese on top. That’s it for me guys/gals.
Fun plans? Not for me. I'll be at the job site- a hole in the floor.
I plan to record the game and see it at about 6:30-7:00. On days like these, my work mates know to talk about ANYTHING other than the day's football games.
I am watching the game with my neighbor and will be trading barbs.
There will be no playoffs. Can’t play with who we have out there and compounding it with garbage playcalling and worse execution. We don’t have good skill players on offense period. Browns 20 - Bears 17.
Fun plans? Not for me. I'll be at the job site- a hole in the floor.
I plan to record the game and see it at about 6:30-7:00. On days like these, my work mates know to talk about ANYTHING other than the day's football games.
Well, to be honest. Being back in Ctown where I grew up and seeing guys like you and other old friends makes it worth it, but no doubt watching wins makes it more enjoyable.
I will give it 1 more year with season tickets. I think that will be year 16 or 17 with season tickets. If we don't show something big, it might be time to look at other options.
1. Just dump them and buy tickets on the aftermarket. That would bring road games back in to the mix.
2. Find someone who wants to split the season.
3. My wife and I sold our house last year in Chattanooga after deciding we wanted to live in an apartment and didn't want to own any longer. We have talked about adding a second apartment as a 2nd home so to speak, and Cleveland beats the heat of the south from April-September, so that option would keep season tickets in play since we would then have a place to stay, and either way would wouldn't leave either place totally unattended 6 months at a time. We would still go back every now and then for a week just for a change of pace. We did that when we had a home in Florida.
I don't know, lots to think about. We sold out high, so maybe we buy again when the housing prices drop? We'll see.
If everybody had like minds, we would never learn.
I will give it 1 more year with season tickets. I think that will be year 16 or 17 with season tickets. If we don't show something big, it might be time to look at other options.
1. Just dump them and buy tickets on the aftermarket. That would bring road games back in to the mix….
I dumped my club seat this year after 4 years. Cheaper on the secondary market and I didn’t have to set $1100 on fire for two preseason games. Club seats for this game against the Chargers we’re going for as low as $97/ticket and you could get 40 yard line club seats for as low as $107/ticket.
The Browns just do not put out a good enough product. The key is just wait until the season starts rather than jumping on them when the tickets initially get listed by other season ticket holders before the season starts and hope springs eternal.
As an aside, the junky STH gifts the team sends out before the season starts have become hilariously bad.
Thanks. I know the later you wait the cheaper they usually become, but not always if there is demand. I don't usually jump when they are first being listed, but I also feel better having them so I don't usually look for rock bottom. Just me, but I like having this set rather than having maybe's sitting in the future. When working, my docket was being set 3-5 months out so I am accustomed to working 4-5-6 pages ahead in the calendar. Just my comfort zone.
Then there is the part that the kid in me likes to know I have playoff tickets...if we ever get any....but sure as the sun rises in the morning, as soon as I get rid of them, that's when we start to make those playoff runs...lol.
No doubt the gifts have gotten a bit cheap. It looks like now you get 1 gift per ticket holder where in the past you got 1 per seat, but in the end I don't care all that much about the gift.
I did like that little cooler we got a few years back. I just took it down to the car as we are leaving the hotel in about a hour to head to Niagara falls for a few days. They hold a nice amount of drinks and such for the car on trips.
If everybody had like minds, we would never learn.
Same here, Milk. Dumped mine after four years. The prospect of a throwaway season was the camel that broke the back. And yeah, there was no "recouping your investment" when you can't go to a game. Couldn't even cover costs selling the freaking home opener last year... coming off a playoff season! Clubs are great, but the real value-added aspect is staying out of weather -- what is that? Two or three games per year at the most.
What really sucked is I had never planned on living on two different states after I bought them. Flying in from St Louis, now driving from Fort Wayne. Then I had two buddies that were usually good for two of the four seats... one became way less interested, the other blew his knee out and needed surgery. So before the season I figured I would just keep two, the Browns were a firm "NOPE". Either keep all four or give them up.
So, yeah... about 50 grand later... I've got the cooler (which I use nearly every weekend for my FTW to CLE back and forth).
What did they send out this year? Autographed Vaseline?
1. Bruh- It's 'Opera Week' on the job. Puccini. Mascgani.
Since you mentioned "the Pit," you already know what I'm talking about. What follows is my 'everyman's description' for a really unusual/highly specialized way to earn part of a living. A description that might be interesting for those who are just finding out about it.
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2. So yeah... I'm literally in a hole beneath the stage, where a whole lotta sound gets generated.
That sound then blows out out from that hole, and washes out into the house. It blows out from under the stage, up towards the rafters, then washes out and down, around/upon the house. Big-voiced men and women pierce that wash, and blow their voices directly to the back wall of the hall. It all coalesces in the house, where folks get a show that's larger than life. Music in 'surround sound,' and voices that sound like they are aimed directly at them. They can stare at the action onstage, follow the story line, and have a totally immersive experience for 3 hours. From any seat in the house.
No amps. No mics. Just people telling/yelling stories- at 105 decibels. When we play the big scenes, it's like living inside a rock concert. Heroes. Villains. Epic story lines.
Opera- it ain't hoi-poloi or pretentious. It's raw af, and totally in-your-face. There is nothing like it anywhere else.
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3. I've dug house foundation as a kid/teen/young man, more than once/more than a half-lifetime ago. I've also worked as a piano mover, pipefitter's assistant, boilermaker's assistant, oil refinery Pipeline Delivery Specialist/oil refinery Fire Brigade First Responder, and 3rd shift security guard at a short line truck terminal (Duff Truck Lines, Inc).
When you are raised Black in America in the 40's/50's/60's/70's, you learn how to multi-task, to work your way 'up the ladder.' I took a long, convoluted path to Carnegie Hall as a professional musician... and 90% of my ability to walk that path was because I was raised a "Depression-era Black Kid." It had nothing to do with what I could do when my hands were making European Art Music on a stringed instrument. It had everything to do with how My Family taught me that I needed to work my ass off In Real Life to achieve what I wanted for self/Fam.
I started with:
Public school education. Pressed plywood cello, rented from the public school system at $10/year. State College education. And a chance against the best of the best, for a 1-in-35 shot at a job- on a single day in history.
4. This was our first Jambalaya, ever. We took notes, and will make adjustments. At some point, we'll be ready to invite friends for our own personal recipe.
Cool description. I do know something about something. My dad was big in to all sorts of music so we were taken to all sorts of shows...even opera from a young age. He even tried his hand at music as a career before finally settling on his lifes work. He sat in several times with the Harry James big band as a sax player if James needed another Sax player when he toured the mid-west. Dad met him before the war in California where dad went out of high school and became a studio musician.
When you said the pit, opera wasn't the first thing that entered my mind, but it makes sense. I only mentioned the other in the off chance your orchestra was in some sort of down season and you were helping out a buddy who's tub had a hidden leak and it finally pushed through the rotten flooring, or something like that..
Actually, that would make a pretty interesting thread...all the things you have done. All having helped make you but have little to do with what you actually do or did for the bulk of your career. My list would be pretty long.
Oh...I forgot the jambalaya . Don't worry, there are probably an infinite number of ways to make it. Just start with the base and rice, then just go from there. A big part of my family are Cajun down in Louisiana. My great aunt married one so I have eaten a lot of that in my time with about 20 cousins. Like any soul food, you just start with an idea, take whatever you have , put in your best effort and it usually comes out pretty good. The next time you fiddle with it a little more and before you know it you have something that people from miles around want.
Now you have me wanting to make a pot of gumbo. The only problem with gumbo is it takes so long to get the rue to the right color. You can stand there doing nothing but stirring and scraping the bottom of the pot for an hour before you get the dark brown color desired to bring out the nutty flavor but to do that you dance close to the black specks of death. If they show up, you just scorched the rue and you are dead. They ruin the pot and you have to start over.
To avoid that I usually get to the color of a darker peanut butter and call it good. Needless to say, I have danced that dance more than a couple of times and gotten burned. No more is that temptress going to lure me.
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If everybody had like minds, we would never learn.
The Browns fans at the stadium were an embarassment. My friend was there with his son. They are Chargers fans. The Browns fans kept trying to fight them. During and after the game. They had food thrown at them, were grabbed, and cussed out. Repeatedly. Multiple times. People should be ashamed of themselves.
And they werent the only ones being attacked. When I was walking out after the game I saw a fight starting. I ran away because I didnt want to be caught up in a brawl. It was ridiculous. People are an embarassment.
The amount of misery this team puts this fanbase through drives people mad. Not excusing their behavior, but it would be nice if this team would win more than it loses.
The amount of misery this team puts this fanbase through drives people mad. Not excusing their behavior, but it would be nice if this team would win more than it loses.
Win. Games.
Sorry, but that doesn't fly. Blaming an outside force for one's own actions is lame. The offenders were probably drunk and have the makeup of a bully.
The Browns fans at the stadium were an embarassment. My friend was there with his son. They are Chargers fans. The Browns fans kept trying to fight them. During and after the game. They had food thrown at them, were grabbed, and cussed out. Repeatedly. Multiple times. People should be ashamed of themselves.
I have to say I have seen that for a long time. There are a number of Browns fans who don't know how to act.
I can point to several occasions i have stood up for opposing fans. That is usually all it takes, a few local fans sticking up for those fans.
I have long felt the CPD needs to have undercover cops wearing opposing jerseys before and after gaes being tailed by other cops in Browns gear. Walk them through the Muni and main walks in and out of the stadium, especially out.
Start arresting the jerks and lugging them off to the the city jail might stop that crap. Let the jerks know the person they are giving crap might be the police.
If everybody had like minds, we would never learn.
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