I've been living in LA for 5 years now and the best investment I made when moving out here was buying a slingbox and placing it at my parents house in Royal Oak. Since my dad is always watching UM/State/Red Wings/Tigers/etc.. games anyways, I get them all for free now. The stream quality is so nice that about half the time I forget its streaming and try to change the channel with my cable remote.
Even though I hadn't spoken with Teddy since college, I was still heartbroken to hear about his passing. One of my most vivid memories of Teddy was one, not of his illness, but of us just being dumb college kids. I lived in the basement of Hayden, but spend all of my time on the 2nd floor with these guys and one night we decided to sneak in some 151 and have a little party in Teddy's room. During the course of our evening, we started playing poker and at some point, as college kids who have had a little alcohol are prone to do, a shot was knocked over onto the table. As we picked up the chips to clean it up, I remember thinking, we are gonna get busted because that 151 had already burned the image from the poker chips into the table.
Not sure why I wanted to post this, as there isn't a profound message about him hidden in it, just more that he was a normal kid who shared the same experiences as the rest of us, even if every time we went to dinner, we waited a few minutes for him to shake the mucus in his lungs free by putting on a vest that vibrated so violently that you could barely understand what he was saying while he was wearing it.
DLL, glad to get the perspective you had knowning Brian and Teddy. The landylungs comment in the article got me a bit as well, but I'm glad its meaning could be more fully explained.
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I've been living in LA for 5 years now and the best investment I made when moving out here was buying a slingbox and placing it at my parents house in Royal Oak. Since my dad is always watching UM/State/Red Wings/Tigers/etc.. games anyways, I get them all for free now. The stream quality is so nice that about half the time I forget its streaming and try to change the channel with my cable remote.
Even though I hadn't spoken with Teddy since college, I was still heartbroken to hear about his passing. One of my most vivid memories of Teddy was one, not of his illness, but of us just being dumb college kids. I lived in the basement of Hayden, but spend all of my time on the 2nd floor with these guys and one night we decided to sneak in some 151 and have a little party in Teddy's room. During the course of our evening, we started playing poker and at some point, as college kids who have had a little alcohol are prone to do, a shot was knocked over onto the table. As we picked up the chips to clean it up, I remember thinking, we are gonna get busted because that 151 had already burned the image from the poker chips into the table.
Not sure why I wanted to post this, as there isn't a profound message about him hidden in it, just more that he was a normal kid who shared the same experiences as the rest of us, even if every time we went to dinner, we waited a few minutes for him to shake the mucus in his lungs free by putting on a vest that vibrated so violently that you could barely understand what he was saying while he was wearing it.
DLL, glad to get the perspective you had knowning Brian and Teddy. The landylungs comment in the article got me a bit as well, but I'm glad its meaning could be more fully explained.
UM 31 - IL 3
I couldn't stop laughing "The sweetest of all meats. …"
I'm on the West Coast and stuck at work, but I just set my DVR to record it.