Random Thought Thread

I ordered the extensor bands you linked. I had a freak accident about 18 months ago wiping a leather couch. My f-you finger suddenly buckled and was drooped at the last knuckle with no power to straighten. They put a splint on it and it fully recovered. They say some degree of droop can be permanent ( insert joke), but I was lucky.
The Amazon truck is still down the street and my hands and forearms are already pleasantly fried.
We have something in common, Richard. I did the same thing to that finger on my left hand while tucking my shirt into my pants as I was getting ready to leave Shreveport on my cross country motorcycle trip about 20 years ago.

I stopped at an emergency room in Breckenridge, TX later that day and I was the only patient in the ER so they x-rayed my finger, told me I had a torn ligament or tendon and that I wouldn't do any further damage to it if I continued my trip (which was to last three weeks).

When I got back, I went to see an orthopedist that I had seen once before for an on the job injury and he splinted me for about a month, saying it probably wouldn't work, but he didn't want to do surgery unnecessarily.

Went back several weeks later and, whaddya know, it did work. Been fine since.

It sucked giving the finger to other motorists with a droopy appendage...but I was armed, so I had that going for me. 🤣

Glad the bands are working for you. :thumbsup: Don't overdo it. You just want to exercise the extensors but not wear them out.
 
Yes, I may have an imbalance. I did powerlifting for years and have a strong grip, but I can't think of anything I did that works the extensors.
Few of us who lift or train for sports etc, get enough work on those...and that is a contributing factor in epicondylitis...both lateral and medial.

I try to make sure that I work the "antagonists" in my training routines. A good way to avoid injury and maintain "balance".

Plus, I've gotta be able to earn that beer come dinner time. :cool:
 
Which begs the question...what does Steven Tyler look like, exactly?

Couldn't find the pic without a lot more search, but maybe 20-25 years ago Steven Tyler photobombed my sister and her kids one night on an ocean beach near Palm Beach. They were making a human pyramid in the moonlight, and he came up and asked if he could be in the picture, and then he stood behind them. They had no idea who he was until my sister sent me the picture.
 
Few of us who lift or train for sports etc, get enough work on those...and that is a contributing factor in epicondylitis...both lateral and medial.

I try to make sure that I work the "antagonists" in my training routines. A good way to avoid injury and maintain "balance".

Plus, I've gotta be able to earn that beer come dinner time. :cool:
Did you say baaaallllance?

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"This is how you end up with cold sores...[sigh]..."

In a lighter moment:

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"I am Oz, the great and terrible...who are you and what do you want?"
isssssssaduuuuuude
 
Couldn't find the pic without a lot more search, but maybe 20-25 years ago Steven Tyler photobombed my sister and her kids one night on an ocean beach near Palm Beach. They were making a human pyramid in the moonlight, and he came up and asked if he could be in the picture, and then he stood behind them. They had no idea who he was until my sister sent me the picture.
Several years ago my sister-in-law was staying at a nice hotel on Miami Beach and my wife went to meet her for a day of shopping and beach time.

On the elevator, my wife noticed that Jim Kelly, (former NFL quarterback), had stepped on to the elevator with them and she said hello.

My S-I-L looked at her like "why is she saying hi to this guy?"

My wife turns to Kelly and says "she doesn't know who you are, but I do" and they both had a laugh.

Very decent guy by all accounts.
 
Seems like every time I come around here you nitwits is talkin about hornets and chit again. Ffs, give it a rest already.



J.K... I actually did try to watch the video above (some kind of desensitization therapy). Made it about 2 seconds before hitting Nope
2 seconds? C'mon man, gotta skip ahead at least to about 40% (a little bit before the halfway mark) to get to the good parts 😁
 
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"This is how you end up with cold sores...[sigh]..."

In a lighter moment:

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"I am Oz, the great and terrible...who are you and what do you want?
If you polled a bunch of people and asked, "Is this a sculpture of a male or female face?", I'm pretty sure we know what the answers would skew towards.
 
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Haha is that the dude from the Righteous Gemstones?
Don't know. I pulled it from a Hanes commercial I've seen a million times where he touts the underwear as baaaaalllllllanced with some psuedo-scandananivan accent. It's funny, but it doesn't make me want to buy the underwear. He looks to me like the product of an illicit love affair between Bjorn Borg and Fabio.
 
Several years ago my sister-in-law was staying at a nice hotel on Miami Beach and my wife went to meet her for a day of shopping and beach time.

On the elevator, my wife noticed that Jim Kelly, (former NFL quarterback), had stepped on to the elevator with them and she said hello.

My S-I-L looked at her like "why is she saying hi to this guy?"

My wife turns to Kelly and says "she doesn't know who you are, but I do" and they both had a laugh.

Very decent guy by all accounts.
Neat story!! I used to live and work in LA, and have been in a fair number of elevators with minor celebs. J-Lo back in the mid-90s when she was just getting known. Oliver Stoned. Michelle Pfeiffer - she was as hot in person as on the screen. One of the Hanson Brothers - can't even remember which one. Seen a bunch of others at resturants and bars . . . Pat Riley, Newt Gingrich, and Jerry West come to mind. I never spoke with any of them. I remember waiting for my wife's and daughter's bags at the baggage carousel at Dulles, and Sonny Jurgenson was there as he had been on their plane. Dudes one after another kept coming up to him and starting conversations . . . he was nice about it, but I kind of felt bad for him. It was very late and he was just trying to get his bags and go home. I was thinking he probably had to deal with that constantly.

Did have a conversation once with Coach Norv Turner as we were both waiting for Thai takeout, but that was completely organic and I never even let him know that I knew who he was. The only one that I was veeeeeeeery tempted to say something to was Bill Russell on a flight from Portland to LA, as he went through security directly before me and was seated two rows up. He's my all-time favorite basketball player . . . but I know he is also very private and does not really like public attention, so I controlled myself. It was hard - LOL.
 
Neat story!! I used to live and work in LA, and have been in a fair number of elevators with minor celebs. J-Lo back in the mid-90s when she was just getting known. Oliver Stoned. Michelle Pfeiffer - she was as hot in person as on the screen. One of the Hanson Brothers - can't even remember which one. Seen a bunch of others at resturants and bars . . . Pat Riley, Newt Gingrich, and Jerry West come to mind. I never spoke with any of them. I remember waiting for my wife's and daughter's bags at the baggage carousel at Dulles, and Sonny Jurgenson was there as he had been on their plane. Dudes one after another kept coming up to him and starting conversations . . . he was nice about it, but I kind of felt bad for him. It was very late and he was just trying to get his bags and go home. I was thinking he probably had to deal with that constantly.

Did have a conversation once with Coach Norv Turner as we were both waiting for Thai takeout, but that was completely organic and I never even let him know that I knew who he was. The only one that I was veeeeeeeery tempted to say something to was Bill Russell on a flight from Portland to LA, as he went through security directly before me and was seated two rows up. He's my all-time favorite basketball player . . . but I know he is also very private and does not really like public attention, so I controlled myself. It was hard - LOL.

I talked to George Strait one time for about 5 minutes or so. I was kinda burned out on truck driving, so I was working with some friends setting up stages for concerts. We were working for the George Strait concert at the Dogpound in Cleveland, Oh. A tornado jumped over the wall of the stadium and tore the stage up, luckily before most of the lighting and equipment had been staged. They had to call in 2 crews to help us but we got the stage built with a few hours to spare.
I was in charge of building Mr. Strait's tent where he could kick back. Even though I was wearing one of my Pantera concert t-shirts, he was a very nice guy and really gives a shit about regular people. He seemed like a regular guy that you could drink a few beers and hang out with. I liked him. He's a really cool guy!
 
Sitting in the basement of a hospital outside of ultrasound, listening in on all the conversations as they go by.

Dude A: “…you know, you graduated, you working, you passed the test, next you buy a house and start a family—you know what I mean? You don’t need someone you home with barking because you celebrating you passed a stage. You know what I mean? She should be taking you out.”

Dude B: “Well, we did go to dinner.”

Dude A: “Dinner is anytime. I’m talking about going out.”
 
"Happy Birthday" to "Skyler" our rescue dog who came home with us from the Humane Society eight years ago today...three months after the loss of our beloved Weimaraner, "Smoky". (We don't know her actual birthday and estimate her age at 9.)

(Not a recent image, but one I like of her.)

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