Crash, I think you're conflating the problem of sub-group analysis with control variables.

dajafi wrote:This is going to make everyone here really happy.

Does that mean trailer parks are mensa breeding grounds

(I know someone that lives in a trailer park who takes great pride that he and his wife go through over a case of beer per day.)

As soon as the Giants go up by two scores, I get hungry. It's like clockwork. My nerves break, and then my stomach is pissed at me that I didn't eat yet today after not thinking about food all morning/first half.

One article i found said N=8,710.

Also

It is important to note that both income and education, as well as childhood social class and parents’ education, are controlled in multiple regression analyses of these data from the US and the UK. It means that it is not because more intelligent people occupy higher-paying, more important jobs that require them to socialize and drink with their business associates that they drink more alcohol. It appears to be their intelligence itself, rather than correlates of intelligence, that inclines them to drink more.

I get better scoops at Chipotle when I'm wearing Giants attire than Phillies stuff.

i am sad bc i was in second behind BJ in the nfl pick em thing but forgot to do the games until like 12:59 and didnt have time to complete them. season over.

CalvinBall wrote:i am sad bc i was in second behind BJ in the nfl pick em thing but forgot to do the games until like 12:59 and didnt have time to complete them. season over.

picks are due 5 mins before kickoff of that game i think. so you could have done the 4 pm games at 3:55pm.

yea i did do those. but it was like 4 or 5 games.

I'm gonna get in on the ground floor and design and "EARTH" flag which must fly over all ballparks once they discover life somewhere out there on another planet

Woody wrote:One article i found said N=8,710.

Also

It is important to note that both income and education, as well as childhood social class and parents’ education, are controlled in multiple regression analyses of these data from the US and the UK. It means that it is not because more intelligent people occupy higher-paying, more important jobs that require them to socialize and drink with their business associates that they drink more alcohol. It appears to be their intelligence itself, rather than correlates of intelligence, that inclines them to drink more.

this seriously blows my mind.

Some of the best words put together in the same order are

"I'm moving this week, so this can only be a one night thing."

I so happy.

td11 wrote:i like gogol bordello, but my ex introduced me to them so technically i can't listen to them any more.

Not true!! You just need to make new associations.

And check out this live GB doing Tom Waits' songs.

http://www.archive.org/details/superjam2008-06-13.mk4

Barry Jive wrote:their act gets old to me after a while. Seem like they'd be a blast live though.

They are very good live. I saw them in philly a few times and they never disappointed. I just missed seeing them in the shadow of the Acropolis in Greece... by two days. I actually thought about changing my ferry schedule to catch them, but we couldn't figure out a way to make it work.

1 wrote:Honestly I would bang about 90% of these art school show choir bitches in the sara barellies line

I'm right there with you.... well, not right there. I would want my own room and own art school show choir bitch.

Bucky wrote:I'm gonna get in on the ground floor and design and "EARTH" flag which must fly over all ballparks once they discover life somewhere out there on another planet

Too late...

It's been a little while- did I miss anything? Anybody miss me?

You'se probably wouldn't believe me if I told you the whole fucking story so I'll just make this as short as possible and tell you how it ended... with me in a Psyche ward at a hospital for 10 days. For weeks I swore I kept hearing and seeing people creeping around my house. Everybody was telling me I was just being paranoid and to pump the brakes a little on the partying. FINALLY I heard a noise (like a thump) and then a voice yell out (like "Ouchhhhh") so I picked up the first thing I saw - kind of hard to describe but it's a 2 foot metal bar thing that you use to tighten the cover screws for an inground pool and ran outside. I see the dude limping pretty bad and moving as fast as he could toward my side gate and I went berserk. I ran up behind him and cracked him as hard as I could on the side of his head with the metal thing and then started whaling away. I didn't even notice his friend until he tackled me from the side but after we struggled for a minute or so I beat his ass. too. While I was in the hospital I found out my left shoulder is/was broken in 3 places, my elbow and forearm are both fractured and my biceps and triceps are torn up from that car accident I was in (thanks for not x-raying me all of the assholes at Virtua Mt. Holly even though I was screaming in pain for 4 hours! I'm suing the shit out of you!) but you don't feel any pain when you see red. Anyway like 7 cops got there in 2 minutes to break it up and I almost got tasered.

NOW even though these dudes were on MY roof (it's real low but I guess dude slipped and twisted his ankle when he dropped), looking at MY wife while she was sleeping (with the covers up to her neck so they couldn't of seen anything), I still caught an "AGGRAVATED ASSAULT - BODILY INJURY WITH DEADLY WEAPON" charge because the dude was trying to flee when I hit him with the metal thing but F that. What would you do if you caught someone checking out your wife while she was sleeping and even though you can't prove it you just know it wasn't the first time? I mean for all I know there could be peeping tom videos of me plowing my wife floating around porn sites- that shit makes you feel uncomfortable in your own house just thinking about it. But yeah I can only imagine what the cops saw- one dude sitting there holding his face with a broken jaw, parts of 4 or 5 teeth all over the lawn, and leaking blood like a faucet, a metal bar laying on the ground, and me and the other dude.. we are both covered in blood... I have a bloody nose and fat lip... I opened the dude up right below his eye and his face was just bloody (I'm not even sure where else he was bleeding from)... I'm out of my god damn mind screaming all kinds of jibberish probably foaming at the mouth... I wish I had it on tape. My bail was 15K but they sent me right to SCIP Screening and Crisis Intervention Program because they felt I was still a threat to others. The hospital made me take a piss test and I guess I lit up the board because they said if I didn't voluntarily sign myself in there was a strong possibility that they would commit me... ummmmm yeah give me what's behind door #1.

So yeah pretty crazy two months... but I'm back baby. I'M FUCKING BACK!

welcome back indeed

Holy poop.

you never let us down

missed you dude.

hope everything is straightened out!