The thing that always impressed me with Paul is he seems to genuinely enjoy entertaining people. You hear about bands complaining that they hate playing certain songs, out right refusing to play their hits, or phoning in their concerts. But not Paul. I saw him a few years ago and he put on a 3 hour nonstop show. His band took breaks but he just kept going. I can’t even begin to guess the number of times he’s played Hey Jude, but every time I’ve seen him play it he seems to be genuinely enjoying himself.

I tried to stick out as long as I could, but we really have no choice anymore. I have a child with special needs and it’s been a struggle to get him the services he is legally entitled to. Now without the Dept of Education things are only going to get worse.

I wish you well and hope you can get out soon.

I am moving out of Texas. Our house goes on the market in a couple of weeks and once it’s sold we’ll be heading to New England.

You should read the NOFX autobiography, the open line is…

The first time I drank piss was on a fire escape overlooking downtown Los Angeles.

I replaced all of mine with nest ones a few years ago. Every time one would chirp my son would have a full on meltdown. It was ridiculously expensive, but worth it no more 3 am meltdowns.

A’d blame it on auto-correct, like, but a think it was just me proper dodgy spellin’! - my horrible attempt at a Geordie accent

Stole those from my sisters all the time to be Geordie

Sushi

My wife and daughter call her su or more commonly su-su

If she’s in trouble then it’s Sushi Maki Roll <Our last name>

I call her Stink Butt because she takes the smelliest poops I’ve ever had the displeasure of smelling and then doesn’t bury them in the litter.

Thanks and no. But funny enough my wife is a huge Shakespeare nerd. Like takes a beach vacation and just reads Shakespeare in a lounger to relax nerd. So it’s fitting.

Sabrina the Teenager Witch - the one from the 90s. It’s super corny but my daughter loves it, so we watch an episode or two after dinner.

Every few years I’ll need to pick up a few random things like bread, a hammer, and a soccer ball. So I’ll go to Walmart. Then I’ll be reminded why I never shop at Walmart.

Today is my 17th wedding anniversary

Anything musical. I can’t sing on key and can’t keep a beat to save my life. I’m not tone deaf, I can hear pitch and I know how to read music and can do it all in my head, but can’t translate it to my mouth or fingers.

Pulverized and set adrift as an interstellar cloud

My rule of thumb is anything you are not willing to clean with a garden hose should be stored in a sealed plastic container. Not plastic bags, but plastic containers with lids you can close and seal.

I came up with this rule after I discovered a rat had been getting into my garage to eat some old birdseed I’d forgotten about. It didn’t nest in there, thankfully. But the amount of poop I had to clean in 100°+ Texas heat was insane. And my garage is not a clustered mess like a lot of people. I can actually fit both cars in it. But it still took me 3 days to hand wipe down every single item in there.

I feel for these guys. I’m sure most of them joined this league as a last attempt to make it in the NFL. Sadly the owners know that and will exploit the shit out of them for it. It’s the same stuff you see in minor league baseball.

Low pay means most players need an off-season job. Of course it would have to be a job that allows them to take 3-4 months off a year. Plus they have travel expenses. And not to mention putting their bodies on the line for this shot. It’s not like college ball where at least they are getting an education. These guys are putting their lively hood on the line for $50,000. They deserve better assurances.

I can’t wait for the 30 for 30 on this

He certainly earned it

Just use the API to extract the data. You know the API that doesn’t follow OpenAPI standards or have any documentation.

I love the joke, and I also love her.

She is the sweetest person I’ve met at a convention. I was pretty starstruck meeting her, so of course my brain just turned off, and she was so kind and told me a couple of stories. When my brain finally rebooted, I asked her to sign the picture for my wife, and she came around the table to give me a hug telling me how sweet that was. She could have just signed a picture and sent me on my way. But her taking that extra 30 seconds or so gave me an experience I’ll never forget.