Sorry, but when people make personal attacks on me , like accusing me of being a racist, I will respond in a timely manner and ask for proof. Which liars like hooky, trannyMurt, and SnarlNazi can never provide, since their accusations are 100% made up.
"You can't make someone listen to reason if they aren't willing to think"-- Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451
The thread was about Brad and where he is now, and I drew an inference about why he isn't here, also. I was offering a perspective on why he isn't. I think he'd be enjoying all of the thread, not just the first half.
I'd go so far as to argue that he'd enjoy this last page and half the most.
Hope is not optimism, which expects things to turn out well, but something rooted in the conviction that there is good worth working for. - Seamus Heaney, Irish poet and likely Hoosier basketball fan. POTFB
Shooter: "Serena Williams is my neighbor", then asks for proof that he's ever lied.
Sharin:You don't live in her neighborhood and we know it.
Shooter: Well, I used to live next to her parents.
Hope is not optimism, which expects things to turn out well, but something rooted in the conviction that there is good worth working for. - Seamus Heaney, Irish poet and likely Hoosier basketball fan. POTFB
Name one lie. Bring the goods. I'm listening. Serius claims require serious evidence. I did lie about hooky diddling teenage boys, indicating beforehand that I am "playing his game" for a change. The lying game. Although maybe he is a diddler. We need to keep an open mind.
No need to bring up your long long list of past transgressions. Contact Brad and confess your sins and let's all move forward together.
@joe_hoopsier We ride at dawn! Hooky drives. Seating is based on descending side pockets in cargo pants and shorts. The more pockets closer to the doors.
Brad Stevens hadn’t meant to miss the Hoosier Huddle, but somewhere between a routine scouting trip and a wrong turn at a tiny airport, he found himself swept into a wildly unexpected adventure that involved chasing a runaway team bus through the Rocky Mountains, unexpectedly helping the 2026 Indiana Hoosiers football national champions celebrate their historic title run after their parade route got rerouted, and navigating a late-night river crossing when a washed-out bridge forced everyone onto an old ferry run by a retired Indiana fan who insisted on debating last-second play calls, pergola design, and whether championship teams need better backyard gathering spaces before letting anyone off. At one point, even Lori Lightfoot appeared during a spontaneous strategy discussion about leadership and resilience, adding to the surreal nature of the journey, and by the time Brad finally made it back to civilization — shoes muddy, phone dead, and carrying both a signed championship football and a surprisingly detailed sketch of a perfectly spaced cedar pergola — the Hoosier Huddle was already over, leaving him with nothing but an unbelievable story and a promise that next time, he’d stick to highways, schedules, and far fewer unexpected adventures.
You read every word, didn't you. You were riveted to the possibilities.
DO NOT LIE !
If men were any more stupid, we would have breed for the extinction of women. Proof yet again that WE are the best thing they have going for them.
