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[karmafree]

Re: Rnd 5 vs Brisbane Lions

I am on the junk thread. See what this religion is doing to me PS.

 

[Kildonan]

I have moved our deep and meaningful to its own thread entitled Philosophy and religion. I hope we can revisit the thread over time and build upon it.

 

[StFly]

So as not to clutter the delisting threads with this I figure why the hell not hey?

Is it true about pain killers and alcahol. It would explain some of your posts. Not that they arent quality, but some of them are a bit cryptic

A little story, I was 19, newly diagnosed with RA and a good mate had died in a motocycle accident that we were mourning because it's what mates do to a fallen brother. It's fair to say that prior to this I had consumed the alcohol, and a dehydrating agent to an individuals prone to dehydration and passing out often lead to shocking hangovers, you add in alcohol at such an event (as did so happen, in my stupidity) the end result are fragmented memories of car rides, foggy faces filled with worry and what is best described as "fuzzy" noises of voices, the first clear noise are generally what you hear when you have a respirator next to you in a hospital bed in case of emergencies like you stopping breathing.

Effectively I had screwed the pooch horribly, lost control of motor functions that I was nothing but a limp "doll", stomach contents had long since vacated any process and all I know is that around 11pm had become 7am and they had basically just cleaned me up a bit and monitored me in the case that I just stopped breathing. So no, cryptic posts are not the result of alcohol as I have not touched the stuff in 7 years now.

What that was, was an extra set of painkillers because the ones included in the anti inflams weren't doing their jobs, effectively a "trial" and "well, lets not do that again" and weird posts in semi lucid moments were the tip of the iceberg on that one.

You hit me under the belt there Fly
I have to admit "The Handicapper" would not like my freshly graduated Physiotherapist. She has me purring massaging my legs and feet. The touch of a young woman and her probing fingers.........."a little higher, yeah a little bit more, no no don't stop."
No doubt the highlight of the last 9 weeks, Oxy's are good, but well....lets face reality, give me the Physio any day

You got lucky, I tend to get the older fraternity or blokes, and having grown up around a football club, if I'm not turned on by naked men then a bloke giving a massage isn't going to be doing much of anything either. The only women in the bunch is the specialist who charges through the nose and is about 55 and old enough to be my mother.

I liken the chiropractor to a skydiver and I told him as much after one of the sessions in that a skydiver the question is posed "why jump out of a perfectly good plane?" whereas with him it's "why try and bend the spine backwards despite the excessive owwing?" at least with him he attempted to explain it and laughed off my "as long as you're ok with me walking out and thinking you're an evil bastard" response.

If I find me a Japanese masseuse parlour you can bet your bottom dollar I shall be booking appointments there however. For no other reason than having one beautiful woman int he bunch would make me feel a whole lot better about the situation as a whole.

 

[HoldenMCaulfield]

That is not a junk post, StFly. You had given hints before and I for one admire the person behind the cryptic posts (and I do like the cryptic posts - will lead me to reading threads I otherwise may have ignored).

 

[karmafree]

Well Fly life is a bitch most of the time, but in your case to get RA at your age is, how shall we say........"a little but stiff".
With my therapist they have 6 at the hospital and this young lady is just wonderful , enthusiastic and caring as you would expect with someone starting out in her career after all the study she has done.
I was stuffed up with OA after a terrible motorbike accident when I was 18, two doctors wanted to amputate my leg, but the third one said he would give it a shot, end result 8 operations and on a crutches for two years. As he predicted I would get OA sometime in the future, but hey I got 30 odd years out of the leg before it packed it in.
During the recovery I did a lot of drugs basically out of boredom, ( see my drama's with the Oxy's ) and from that I picked up HepC, which also took 30 odd years to manifest, so basically I am a mess physically.
In my case I have a great family who love me, even though I annoy the s**t out of them at times. It makes life bearable, which at times is a little difficult to put up with.
I have no advise to give you unless you have something specific to ask about my experiences. I just get so pissed off with all the well meaning advise, "you should try take vitamin xyz, you should go to Brazil and eat some jungle food, you should check out the Russian space program and how they dealt with disease" etc. etc.....I am sure you have heard them all. I got to the stage where I painted a 4'X4' picture with a fiery red message in it....."You shouldn't should me". Most got the "subtle" hint , some didn't. One friend even said, "you should put that picture in the hallway". Fcuk what are you supposed to do.
Your an intelligent guy so you will be able to live a life that I am sure you will be pleased with whenever it comes to a close.
All the best brother
KF

 

[Armitage2Riewoldt]

It's back!

So yeah massive piss up tomorrow.

Got a slab of Boags premium for $45. Winning?

 

[StFly]

Well Fly life is a bitch most of the time, but in your case to get RA at your age is, how shall we say........"a little but stiff".

I spent a year like a lost puppy, at 18 I had a clear goal that I was going to get qualifications for Systems Administration and back that up with Psychology degrees, then a year into the Systems Admin you can't really type or program worth a damn if your hands just stop functioning properly, my syntax error (ie input) went from me blitzing it to taking about 700% longer to type it out to begin with, so I was suitably shitty.

With my therapist they have 6 at the hospital and this young lady is just wonderful , enthusiastic and caring as you would expect with someone starting out in her career after all the study she has done.

Oh all mine is outsourced, the council & gov have been wishy washy on what the crap to do with our local hospital for about 5 years. Do they close it completely do they keep wings open? or do they just get everyone who needs it to drive 40min before they get to one and screw health services?

So my rehab is often done in places like footy gyms, chiros at the local quacks in whichever random room he sets up in for that particular day and the masseuse was organised by the specialist because as the general "how do you feel?" sort of questions came up my answer was discomfort, so this was just to try and get me feeling more comfortable in my own skin.

I was stuffed up with OA after a terrible motorbike accident when I was 18, two doctors wanted to amputate my leg, but the third one said he would give it a shot, end result 8 operations and on a crutches for two years. As he predicted I would get OA sometime in the future, but hey I got 30 odd years out of the leg before it packed it in.

Key reason as to why I still only have a learners permit @ 26, vehicles are both pointless to me and all it takes is one instance of someone screwing the pooch and goodbye physical standards and hello severe injuries. As such, I've not broken a bone yet (knock on wood) it's just everything else around them that's the problem. As opposed to my older sister who has written off 3 cars, one of them driving up the back of a B-double. In her defense 3 jobs does leave you a bit tired to notice things such as immediate breaking zones.

During the recovery I did a lot of drugs basically out of boredom, ( see my drama's with the Oxy's ) and from that I picked up HepC, which also took 30 odd years to manifest, so basically I am a mess physically.
In my case I have a great family who love me, even though I annoy the s**t out of them at times. It makes life bearable, which at times is a little difficult to put up with.

I've not taken anything (well outside of Alcohol), not even had a puff of a cig outside of second hand back when there wasn't a limit on pubs & clubs, bitter memories also of the family since quality time with the old man was him taking me to pub so he can drink with his mates, me nabbing the gold coins and being entertained by the arcade games or running around outside with the other kids dragged along to such bonding times. I don't question the love one bit, first time I collapse I woke up with my mother having caught me, my last effort had me collapsing int he bathroom on a humid night and my father immediately woke my arse back up, but there's some residual resentment at being somewhat neglected so he could have a social life. Not that I'm cut up about it now or anything.

I have no advise to give you unless you have something specific to ask about my experiences. I just get so pissed off with all the well meaning advise, "you should try take vitamin xyz, you should go to Brazil and eat some jungle food, you should check out the Russian space program and how they dealt with disease" etc. etc.....I am sure you have heard them all. I got to the stage where I painted a 4'X4' picture with a fiery red message in it....."You shouldn't should me". Most got the "subtle" hint , some didn't. One friend even said, "you should put that picture in the hallway". Fcuk what are you supposed to do.
Your an intelligent guy so you will be able to live a life that I am sure you will be pleased with whenever it comes to a close.
All the best brother
KF

Oh you know it, my mother still believes the RA is localised to just the hands, despite the fact that I still go in, that I've collapsed in front of her because my knees have just popped and buckled, she is adamant and I get so frustrated that she just doesn't get it but is more than happy to rattle off how I should be some manner of management after years in the workforce in the one job. A good plan if they didn't fire my arse because of a health check, and I say that but it simply wasn't contract renewal so sweet FA I could have done about it.

I must admit, I had a giggle at that friend stating it should be in the hallway, I'm lucky in that mine just ask how it's handled and I give them a run down and it's immediately moved on, because yeah chances are our reactions would be similar except since I live near a pine tree reserve I'd just rant a bit and bugger off there to stew.

All the best to you as well karma, one can hope that in 20 or so years they have cures for these sorts of things. Hurry the F up medical fraternity!

And as for my life, currently I think I'm about done with the Australian way, so I'm working towards a "fresh start" elsewhere, doesn't mean I won't miss her and the people I've met, just I don't think my restart is located in her boundaries. But first things first are getting qualifications to then step into roles, so we shall see how long that takes to happen.

That is not a junk post, StFly. You had given hints before and I for one admire the person behind the cryptic posts (and I do like the cryptic posts - will lead me to reading threads I otherwise may have ignored).

Well there's more to it than that, I've made peace with my past, but without going into details I was a part of that "depressed male" worry session in depression in young men leading to suicide, because I attempted it at 16. So needless to say cryptic posts are also because I'm still somewhat "fragmented" in how I view myself and the different parts of my psyche (like the part that dislikes people and would be happy living in a cabin up a mountain not seeing or talking to anyone). There's really more than one reason for anything to happen so even that is only a fraction of the why, not like I understand it 100% myself at why sometimes I can just even make myself go "what the hell did I just write?"

A few would know of Nanowrimo (National Novel Writing Month) well there was one instance of that where my effort was a script / serial effort, it involved smurfs on drugs, neverending bags, sentient fruit, horny foxes and an amorphous goo. I'm still confused to this day as to what I thought the premise was at the time.

 

[Cardio Carl]

Re: 2012 team announcements to be delayed

VFL teams are typically released later. And I assume Watters will have a squad of guys training - even if he holds an extra 5 back, there will still be a good number of Saints down at TBO (10-15 players depending on injuries).

So basically if your a knowing supporter,who gives a cracker if its delayed. Dead Thread

 

[Squizz]

Re: 2012 team announcements to be delayed

WTF ... just WTF

 

[CHBench]

http://theage.com.au/victoria/armed-gang-attacks-basketball-star-20120108-1pq6w.html

Been following her on Twitter for ages (<3 u twitter) cause I'm way into womens bball rn, and she's a saints fan who I'm convinced is one of us - she knows Sneakey Peakey haha! But that aside, our streets are disgusting. And it's all stemming from filthy rat kids in high school thinking thug life in the ghetto is the s**t. It's americanization at its worst. I'd be surprised if just 1/100 of 14, 15, 16 yo's who roll around the streets in packs to kill weekend time turn around and actually become productive members of the community.

Anyway, hope you're back to tearing up the court asap RJ.

 

[StFly]

Our neighbourhood is rather quiet, as a kid we used to push the wheelie bin out and use the street lights for some cricket, hell, the neighbour who came around for tea and biscuits to talk to my mother often had me break into his place to open his door because he had locked himself out by mistake it was that sort of community. As kids we'd just hop on down the pine tree reserve and start exploring the creek, building huts, digging caves that sort of thing. fast forward a decade, there's a skate park built because they "needed something to do" in which the bins are always set on fire, sometimes it catches to the pine tree reserve and hey spot fires FTW. My 20th birthday we had people just walk in, help themselves to whatever was under the carport and then run off, christmas a year ago they broke into our fridge, stole 2 crispers and helped themselves to any food or drink they found in there. I walk past said skate park on the way to the train station, 5 minute walk down a residential street, pass the public swimming pool & tennis courts, I see 14 year olds smoking, drinking, I see some with bats having a go at beating the s**t out of the palm trees and I see them abusing anyone choosing to walk that way. Hell, I've been sideswiped because they thought it'd be funny to drift on dirt, lose it and make me bail into a bush of cop a car to the back they had such blatant disregard.

There are wooden barriers surrounding said reserve to stop cars and such going through, I regularly see these individuals going about their daily lives, they're residents, they're someones kid and as I pass them I think of how easy it would be to turn around grab their face and just ram it into one said post, or to stalk the kid until he goes home so that I can roast their parents for being inept. But I don't because I like to think I'm decent and have self control and that with time they will grow up and wake up to themselves and all I have to do is wait until that moment.

But Melbourne. When you are followed 4 blocks by a homeless bum hurling abuse and making threats in broad daylight whilst everyone else just walks on by ignoring it I said get stuffed as soon as that sun goes down.

 

[SaintsSeptember]

Our neighbourhood is rather quiet, as a kid we used to push the wheelie bin out and use the street lights for some cricket, hell, the neighbour who came around for tea and biscuits to talk to my mother often had me break into his place to open his door because he had locked himself out by mistake it was that sort of community. As kids we'd just hop on down the pine tree reserve and start exploring the creek, building huts, digging caves that sort of thing. fast forward a decade, there's a skate park built because they "needed something to do" in which the bins are always set on fire, sometimes it catches to the pine tree reserve and hey spot fires FTW. My 20th birthday we had people just walk in, help themselves to whatever was under the carport and then run off, christmas a year ago they broke into our fridge, stole 2 crispers and helped themselves to any food or drink they found in there. I walk past said skate park on the way to the train station, 5 minute walk down a residential street, pass the public swimming pool & tennis courts, I see 14 year olds smoking, drinking, I see some with bats having a go at beating the s**t out of the palm trees and I see them abusing anyone choosing to walk that way. Hell, I've been sideswiped because they thought it'd be funny to drift on dirt, lose it and make me bail into a bush of cop a car to the back they had such blatant disregard.

There are wooden barriers surrounding said reserve to stop cars and such going through, I regularly see these individuals going about their daily lives, they're residents, they're someones kid and as I pass them I think of how easy it would be to turn around grab their face and just ram it into one said post, or to stalk the kid until he goes home so that I can roast their parents for being inept. But I don't because I like to think I'm decent and have self control and that with time they will grow up and wake up to themselves and all I have to do is wait until that moment.

But Melbourne. When you are followed 4 blocks by a homeless bum hurling abuse and making threats in broad daylight whilst everyone else just walks on by ignoring it I said get stuffed as soon as that sun goes down.

One of my finest moments was inside a shopping centre, going up an escalator. I normally walk up escalators, but people were in front of me so I was just standing.
A group of young annoyances came running up, pushing people aside as they went. By the time the third one came by, I had my wits about me and just flipped his obligatory hat onto the floor of the escalator. ( I hated hats and didnt wear them at all until sunburn and hairloss combined to cause me issues ). He didnt notice until he had barged past a few more people, then he looked around he waited at the top til his hat came up.

"Did you knock off my hat" me, smiles, "yeah".
He just looked at me like I was mad, when he caught up to his mates, "that guy knocked my hat off"

 

[PoppedCorn]

a lot of the youth have no respect today
society is to blame
its a culture that has been created for us

80% of them fall for it
the other 20% show some respect to their fellow human beings and are nice honest kids

the ones that arent decent?
well i have no prob giving them one if they deserve it
learn the hard way, learn some respect

 

[SaintsSeptember]

Pretty rough when you get red carded just because you use a fine old word to describe the homosexual nature of Melbourne supporters on the main board. ( Mind you the guy I used it on was parroting on about StKilda and "culture" to the extent that I forgot I wasn't on the bay ).
Back in my day I was able to eat a Golden Gaytime without questioning my sexuality, and after hearing the theme song we didn't automatically wonder what Fred and Barney were really doing with the rest of the waterbuffalo's.

 

[StFly]

Funnily enough golden gaytimes are still being sold (on a sporadic basis anyway from what I've been able to see during my ventures) and still illicit giggles from otherwise childish twats who plan to buy ice creamery to then take home and cry into because no one loves them.

Which kinda reminds me of a tangent, my sister asked me to run an errand for her, simply pick up a pre-order, we stopped by yesterday to check if I could since it was all in her name and probably broke some manner of service agreements or whatever but they were cool about it which was great. So I walk there today and come up to a house where some manner of 15 year old was in the process of exiting, typical youth, has shorts and a belt but it's firmly wrapped around his ankles so of no use whatsoever. Unbeknown to me we were both heading to the same shopping complex, so he keeps looking back and I of course keep looking forward due to overhanging trees, driveways, slip lanes and general injury or death circumstances, he makes it a block, stops and sparks up a cig. Mummy and daddy obviously don't know little Timmy smokes, oh my, how scandalous.

Long story short, I beat him there because I am awesome and he reminded me of the sort of person who would stand there at the frozen sections giggling at the dual meaning words. So there is no doubt in my mind the man walked into coles to buy breathmints and deoderant.

 

[karmafree]

Talking about beating man to said destination. About 6 weeks ago I had to go back into my big moon boot because I got pissed befor xmas and couldn't feel the pain in my ankle due to ...well you know what due to. Consequently swollen ankle and pain next morning. Now I am thinking its time for a haicut, so we have this Rugby League trainer here that gives hair cuts for $10 a pop. As you could imagine he is very popular, the trade off a average to lousy hair cut in exchange for $10.
So I park the car up the street, (you suckers who don't have one will never know the pure and unadulterated joy of a disabled parking permit!!!!) get out with my stick and boot, struggle to the footpath where I am bumped into by a 80 odd year old man. We both nod, its neither of our fault and proceed to walk/hobble in a southerly direction.
With nothing better to do I look at his head, I have always had a fascination with peoples heads since I don't know when. They are so varied, weird ,beautiful, ugly. Can't help myself. So I'm looking at this old guizzer and it dawns upon me, "his going to get a hair cut" at the same time he has the same realization, that I am going for a hair cut also.

So then its on. The race to the dodgy hair dresser! Neither wanting to be caught in the que for the haircut. Immediately I spot the old buggers tactics. Longer steps! His striding the cunning out bastard I think. With this I forget all sense of correct use of the boot, you know "try and walk over the ankle" Bugger that! Out it goes in a long sidewards swinging arch, quick transfer of weigh onto the stick and pull through with the good right leg. Momentum is established after a few attempts and I am matching the 80 year old strides down the footpath. I'm gonna beat this old bugger if I can just lift the tempo as I am thinking this he has added a slight skip to his strides, fully aware that I am onto him. "F**K how did he do that", he starts putting serious yards between himself and me as we approach the open arcades entrance to the hairdresser. His beaten me. I am crushed. Triumphantly he walks towards the dodgy cutter, secure in his victory, he even had the audacity to glance over his shoulder to see if I was following. But hey I just kept walking past the arcade entrance, the haircut can wait for another day. I just nodded at him....I hope it hurts you old bugger.
Sour grapes.....never.

 

[SaintsSeptember]

Funnily enough golden gaytimes are still being sold (on a sporadic basis anyway from what I've been able to see during my ventures) and still illicit giggles from otherwise childish twats who plan to buy ice creamery to then take home and cry into because no one loves them.

Which kinda reminds me of a tangent, my sister asked me to run an errand for her, simply pick up a pre-order, we stopped by yesterday to check if I could since it was all in her name and probably broke some manner of service agreements or whatever but they were cool about it which was great. So I walk there today and come up to a house where some manner of 15 year old was in the process of exiting, typical youth, has shorts and a belt but it's firmly wrapped around his ankles so of no use whatsoever. Unbeknown to me we were both heading to the same shopping complex, so he keeps looking back and I of course keep looking forward due to overhanging trees, driveways, slip lanes and general injury or death circumstances, he makes it a block, stops and sparks up a cig. Mummy and daddy obviously don't know little Timmy smokes, oh my, how scandalous.

Long story short, I beat him there because I am awesome and he reminded me of the sort of person who would stand there at the frozen sections giggling at the dual meaning words. So there is no doubt in my mind the man walked into coles to buy breathmints and deoderant.

I'm sure that streets would sell more Golden Gaytime's if they renamed them NTTAWWTter Bars. Thats because they actually taste pretty good, and no-one under the age of 30 knows what a NTTAWWTter is any more, because as soon as you put it on a public internet forum it gets taken off and the poster red carded. Meanwhile primary school aged kids go around saying things like, "school is so gay" "this rainy weather is so gay" I knew a 16 year old who greeted his friends as "my ****** ", but if someone uses that sort of talk on the media they are in deep s**t so they stick to safe things like F*** and C***.

 

[StFly]

And put it next to the paddle pop lion and bubble o bill for extra emphasis, why stop there where they can rename "NTTAWWT pastry" for that puff pastry you just wan to be flamboyant and loud.

But then, I'm of the opinion that it's less the words used which are the problem which is why I have no problem dropping an F bomb in general conversation, and more the tone or context that causes issues and the words just get a bad wrap because people can't be critical with themselves.

 

[karmafree]

Impossible to beat a banana Paddle Pop, you could fit the whole thing into your mouth and have little edges on the side. Lovely. Magnums go close though.

 

[karmafree]

F**k it I'm going out now to get a Magnum!
Plain Peppermint or Almond you say. I say all of them.

 

[StFly]

Personally I was more a billabong kinda bloke than a paddle pop, that and when we still had our ice creamery actual soft serve and bubblegum & jaffa flavour duality which was strangely nummy. Then I think it turned into part of a patisserie and some manner of upstairs business plot that enjoys using the public facing balcony for laundry display.

Makes me almost wish the other side had an upstairs so I can feel like I traveled to Europes poorer Australian cousins town.

 

[Armitage2Riewoldt]

Although this thread got a bit hectic recently, we should move it back onto the main board so we can ressurect it. And then start a Junk Post II in like 2 days when we max out this one.

I'm bored and don't like exams.

 

[Tangy Zizzle]

Long time lurker, first time poster.

Figured as this (the saints board) is where I'll spend the majority of my BF time might as well entroduce myself.

Well.......

At 5 years old i became a Saints fan.
Friends of the family happened to be related to a star Saint Nicky Winmar and i was offered the chance to go into the rooms before a game and meet him. Until that time i had been unwillingly bought up as an eagles fan by my father. But for some reason i had never fully embraced West Coast despite living in WA and all my mates at school loving them. Not even an eagles jumper for Christmas convinced me. In fact i quickly palmed it off to my naive little brother. Upon reflection those 5 - 10 minutes deep in the bowels of the WACA would turn out to be some of the most influential in my life. Got to meet Nicky, shake his hand and have some sort of conversation. I'm sure i said something inspirational..... or just mumbled my name Remember seeing some of the greats of that era including Loewe and Lockett who looked like giants to me. After heading back to the stands i remember watching the game thinking "stuff the eagles, i want St Kilda to win". And so it began.....

Look forward to much discussions and debates about our great game.

TZ

 

[CrashTestDummy]

You are welcome Tangy Zizzle.

All are accepted at St.Kilda.

I have had the privilege of meeting Nicky twice. Once where he gave a fantastic speech. The other time was at Moorabbin before a game.

 

[StFly]

I figure gossip kinda counts as junk since it's not media, but considering the source I figured why not. As some are aware, my old man is in the hire car industry, he works bookings only and generally does get used for "quick" trips by mid - high level management types. Yesterday he popped home with a tale re Gillon McLachlan, as everyone should be aware as the AFL's #2 in the Chief Operating Officer role.

RE NRL "poach" his stated response was that "considering his involvement in setting up both GC & GWS it would be completely non viable and exploitative to immediately jump ship to the NRL."

Now me, I figured it'd simply be contractual and payment orientated, but an off the cuff comment to a driver you'll probably not see again at all or for a long while that won't make any sort of splash, fair to say I was a little surprised to see integrity come into it.