This has to happen

[basshaug]

Happy fucking New Year. As I look back on the past year and truly think about whether 2014 was one of the good one, my boy Gilbert Arenas,AKA Agent Zero, comes to mind. Arenas was one of my favorite basketball players of all time. He used to write a blog on the NBA site where he would just crank out these profoundly cool thoughts. Well, one of the things he wrote, always stuck with me. He said you need to keep a calendar and at the end of day check off if you were happy that day and if at the end of the year you do not have at least 90% happy days, change your life. Fuck what happened that day or what was going on in your life...where you happy?. I don't keep a calendar as such, but I would generally say 2014 passed the test. Which is hard to believe given some of the shit that happened this year. The year started with my wife being diagnosed with breast cancer. She is fine, but what a pain in the ass. She never dwells on bad shit. She politely told the "pink crowd" to get a life, did what she had to do, and went on living. Just when life was returning to normal we get a letter informing us that the dude building our dream home is shutting his doors and will not be able to complete our home. Oh,and by the way, "I have not been paying the subs with the money you have been giving me, so good luck with that". Once again, we just went on living. My wife took over as the GC and I tackled legal. Turns out she is a darn good builder. My hot 54 year old, "do your homework kind of mom", wife, puts on her designer jeans and heads over to the job site at the crack of dawn. She knows nothing about building , but a shitload about people. She treats the guys with respect, asks them what they need to make their job easier, and makes sure everyone is on the same page. This is no cookie cutter house either. It's a architect designed shingle style home being built within the critical buffer zone of the Chesapeake bay.The letter arrived labor day with an electrician yet to be hired and 18 months under construction. Monday our trim carpenter is set to begin (4 months ahead of schedule). The other amazing thing dudes, is that when we stay out of shit, like design, the end product is something you will both love rather than something you both hate. Just like the cancer, she went on living. She is a professional photographer and still did a number of shoots that she had previously scheduled. That and coffee with the girls, the gym, and all the shit that she and my 3 daughters (the oldest who made our year and got engaged) are into. I do have to admit that the Pedi shit in NIIICE. Totally changed my stamina....that is how long I can toss plugs striper fishing without my feet giving out. But I digress. So It was a good year. The reason for this post though is because I am officially starting over. No, I did not cave. I just never actually quit. At least according to my wives. (daughters included). From day 5 I have been hitting SM at a basically the same rate as my first 33 years of dipping. So I am still hearing "Laxdog you spilled Skoal on the carpet", or "gross dad, get that shit out of here, it stinks" Plus that shit is messy. The residual nuggets have a half life of like 2 billion years. Its like getting syrup on everything you own. So thank you SM for saving my life, but it is time to part ways. So I am quitting the fake shit for my wife , who had a shit year, and equally for myself. Time to grow up. So for any of you newbies who are feeling like you can't make it, hit Walmart for a SM before caving. it saved my life. I should probably dump my supply, but I ordered in bulk, so would rather help out a new brother. So drop me a SM and I will send a can or 2 your way. Just pay it forward. This offer is good while supplies last :).

This is great to hear Laxdog - well done (mostly to your wife) on the house. I would've gone on a murder binge.

Cosign on the Smokey Mtn. I still use it, but it's very few and far between (like 1-2 times a week). Still I say it is money for huge craves.

Congrats on starting over and proud to quit with you buddy.

Lighty

I haven't spent much time out here surfing the intros lately, but i must say that yours is gold lax. I am glad you guys got the house figured out and you are ready to have a great nic free 2015 in your new home.

damn proud to quit with you man.

[lighty7]

Happy fucking New Year. As I look back on the past year and truly think about whether 2014 was one of the good one, my boy Gilbert Arenas,AKA Agent Zero, comes to mind. Arenas was one of my favorite basketball players of all time. He used to write a blog on the NBA site where he would just crank out these profoundly cool thoughts. Well, one of the things he wrote, always stuck with me. He said you need to keep a calendar and at the end of day check off if you were happy that day and if at the end of the year you do not have at least 90% happy days, change your life. Fuck what happened that day or what was going on in your life...where you happy?. I don't keep a calendar as such, but I would generally say 2014 passed the test. Which is hard to believe given some of the shit that happened this year. The year started with my wife being diagnosed with breast cancer. She is fine, but what a pain in the ass. She never dwells on bad shit. She politely told the "pink crowd" to get a life, did what she had to do, and went on living. Just when life was returning to normal we get a letter informing us that the dude building our dream home is shutting his doors and will not be able to complete our home. Oh,and by the way, "I have not been paying the subs with the money you have been giving me, so good luck with that". Once again, we just went on living. My wife took over as the GC and I tackled legal. Turns out she is a darn good builder. My hot 54 year old, "do your homework kind of mom", wife, puts on her designer jeans and heads over to the job site at the crack of dawn. She knows nothing about building , but a shitload about people. She treats the guys with respect, asks them what they need to make their job easier, and makes sure everyone is on the same page. This is no cookie cutter house either. It's a architect designed shingle style home being built within the critical buffer zone of the Chesapeake bay.The letter arrived labor day with an electrician yet to be hired and 18 months under construction. Monday our trim carpenter is set to begin (4 months ahead of schedule). The other amazing thing dudes, is that when we stay out of shit, like design, the end product is something you will both love rather than something you both hate. Just like the cancer, she went on living. She is a professional photographer and still did a number of shoots that she had previously scheduled. That and coffee with the girls, the gym, and all the shit that she and my 3 daughters (the oldest who made our year and got engaged) are into. I do have to admit that the Pedi shit in NIIICE. Totally changed my stamina....that is how long I can toss plugs striper fishing without my feet giving out. But I digress. So It was a good year. The reason for this post though is because I am officially starting over. No, I did not cave. I just never actually quit. At least according to my wives. (daughters included). From day 5 I have been hitting SM at a basically the same rate as my first 33 years of dipping. So I am still hearing "Laxdog you spilled Skoal on the carpet", or "gross dad, get that shit out of here, it stinks" Plus that shit is messy. The residual nuggets have a half life of like 2 billion years. Its like getting syrup on everything you own. So thank you SM for saving my life, but it is time to part ways. So I am quitting the fake shit for my wife , who had a shit year, and equally for myself. Time to grow up. So for any of you newbies who are feeling like you can't make it, hit Walmart for a SM before caving. it saved my life. I should probably dump my supply, but I ordered in bulk, so would rather help out a new brother. So drop me a SM and I will send a can or 2 your way. Just pay it forward. This offer is good while supplies last :).

This is great to hear Laxdog - well done (mostly to your wife) on the house. I would've gone on a murder binge.

Cosign on the Smokey Mtn. I still use it, but it's very few and far between (like 1-2 times a week). Still I say it is money for huge craves.

Congrats on starting over and proud to quit with you buddy.

Lighty

[laxdog]

Happy fucking New Year. As I look back on the past year and truly think about whether 2014 was one of the good one, my boy Gilbert Arenas,AKA Agent Zero, comes to mind. Arenas was one of my favorite basketball players of all time. He used to write a blog on the NBA site where he would just crank out these profoundly cool thoughts. Well, one of the things he wrote, always stuck with me. He said you need to keep a calendar and at the end of day check off if you were happy that day and if at the end of the year you do not have at least 90% happy days, change your life. Fuck what happened that day or what was going on in your life...where you happy?. I don't keep a calendar as such, but I would generally say 2014 passed the test. Which is hard to believe given some of the shit that happened this year. The year started with my wife being diagnosed with breast cancer. She is fine, but what a pain in the ass. She never dwells on bad shit. She politely told the "pink crowd" to get a life, did what she had to do, and went on living. Just when life was returning to normal we get a letter informing us that the dude building our dream home is shutting his doors and will not be able to complete our home. Oh,and by the way, "I have not been paying the subs with the money you have been giving me, so good luck with that". Once again, we just went on living. My wife took over as the GC and I tackled legal. Turns out she is a darn good builder. My hot 54 year old, "do your homework kind of mom", wife, puts on her designer jeans and heads over to the job site at the crack of dawn. She knows nothing about building , but a shitload about people. She treats the guys with respect, asks them what they need to make their job easier, and makes sure everyone is on the same page. This is no cookie cutter house either. It's a architect designed shingle style home being built within the critical buffer zone of the Chesapeake bay.The letter arrived labor day with an electrician yet to be hired and 18 months under construction. Monday our trim carpenter is set to begin (4 months ahead of schedule). The other amazing thing dudes, is that when we stay out of shit, like design, the end product is something you will both love rather than something you both hate. Just like the cancer, she went on living. She is a professional photographer and still did a number of shoots that she had previously scheduled. That and coffee with the girls, the gym, and all the shit that she and my 3 daughters (the oldest who made our year and got engaged) are into. I do have to admit that the Pedi shit in NIIICE. Totally changed my stamina....that is how long I can toss plugs striper fishing without my feet giving out. But I digress. So It was a good year. The reason for this post though is because I am officially starting over. No, I did not cave. I just never actually quit. At least according to my wives. (daughters included). From day 5 I have been hitting SM at a basically the same rate as my first 33 years of dipping. So I am still hearing "Laxdog you spilled Skoal on the carpet", or "gross dad, get that shit out of here, it stinks" Plus that shit is messy. The residual nuggets have a half life of like 2 billion years. Its like getting syrup on everything you own. So thank you SM for saving my life, but it is time to part ways. So I am quitting the fake shit for my wife , who had a shit year, and equally for myself. Time to grow up. So for any of you newbies who are feeling like you can't make it, hit Walmart for a SM before caving. it saved my life. I should probably dump my supply, but I ordered in bulk, so would rather help out a new brother. So drop me a SM and I will send a can or 2 your way. Just pay it forward. This offer is good while supplies last :).

[SirDerek]

Hey Done4. Good to see that someone from August is reading our stuff. I never know whether to post under our quit group or under my intro page. I would like to see more posts from dudes telling us what they are doing right, what's working, and overall success stories. As the 2 old dudes in the group, we need to push the feel good stuff rather than getting bogged down in the drama of roll. I really have not needed much help besides reading KTC and Smokey Mountain.

Caught a lot of fish, but it was not my cup of tea. I could not find a light tackle guy, so settled for some local who trolled out of a 14 foot Boston Whaler. Stay Quit my brother.

I think it's both. Goal is to August talking more, especially the younger guys. Everyone has a story to tell and it's worth listening to.

Well done and a huge victory.

of course I could see that younger sister being a 23 year old tanned beauty down there in the islands....but that would be the biggest victory of them all...... 'roflmao'

[Done4Me]

Hey Done4. Good to see that someone from August is reading our stuff. I never know whether to post under our quit group or under my intro page. I would like to see more posts from dudes telling us what they are doing right, what's working, and overall success stories. As the 2 old dudes in the group, we need to push the feel good stuff rather than getting bogged down in the drama of roll. I really have not needed much help besides reading KTC and Smokey Mountain.

Caught a lot of fish, but it was not my cup of tea. I could not find a light tackle guy, so settled for some local who trolled out of a 14 foot Boston Whaler. Stay Quit my brother.

I think it's both. Goal is to August talking more, especially the younger guys. Everyone has a story to tell and it's worth listening to.

[laxdog]

Hey Done4. Good to see that someone from August is reading our stuff. I never know whether to post under our quit group or under my intro page. I would like to see more posts from dudes telling us what they are doing right, what's working, and overall success stories. As the 2 old dudes in the group, we need to push the feel good stuff rather than getting bogged down in the drama of roll. I really have not needed much help besides reading KTC and Smokey Mountain.

Caught a lot of fish, but it was not my cup of tea. I could not find a light tackle guy, so settled for some local who trolled out of a 14 foot Boston Whaler. Stay Quit my brother.

[Done4Me]

So I am back from my trip to the islands and wanted to let my august brothers know how things went in hope that it might help. As we figured out through the recent "get to know you one another thread", I am the oldest in the group at 53. I have been chewing for 33 years and had never even thought about quitting. I am a serious addict who had convinced myself that dipping was cool and harmless. I was not one of those people who worried about cancer and all that shit. My family basically just thought I was stupid, so there was no pressure to quit. I always assumed that quitting would naturally occur when I grew up. I mean, the only people that would still be chewing tobacco at 53 would be no teeth rednecks sitting in front of a gas station. I convinced myself that it was just a phase. Well the phase has finally ended. I was amazingly relaxed the entire trip and did not even consider a dip. I chilled on the beach, went fishing, drank fuck loads of rum drinks...all with zero NIC. The caveat is that I also consumed 5 tins of Smokey mountain and am disgusted with myself. Part of growing up is to get to the point where you no longer put toys in our mouth like a fucking 2 year old. The vets on here tell me that I will grow out of my pacifier, but that may be a challenge. I literally sucked my thumb while playing in my 3rd grade all star baseball game. I have zero doubt that me and the Nic bitch are done because I am dating her younger sister. So to those of you that are struggling,the herbal shit is working for me...try it. I am giving myself until my HOF speech to quit SM. After that time, if I ever cave, it will because I got a booty call from the younger sister. I am done with the NIC bitch and the freedom is wonderful.

Don't worry so much about the smokey mountain. It is saving your life. You are literally lengthening your life by replacing tobacco with smokey mountain. Your desire for it will fade, guaranteed. Keep the focus. Keep the quit.

How'd I miss his?? Lax - good to hear you are still kicking ass even with the rum drinks. I tend to hit those as well when I go anywhere south of FL. Hope you were not just fishin but also catchin.

[wastepanel]

So I am back from my trip to the islands and wanted to let my august brothers know how things went in hope that it might help. As we figured out through the recent "get to know you one another thread", I am the oldest in the group at 53. I have been chewing for 33 years and had never even thought about quitting. I am a serious addict who had convinced myself that dipping was cool and harmless. I was not one of those people who worried about cancer and all that shit. My family basically just thought I was stupid, so there was no pressure to quit. I always assumed that quitting would naturally occur when I grew up. I mean, the only people that would still be chewing tobacco at 53 would be no teeth rednecks sitting in front of a gas station. I convinced myself that it was just a phase. Well the phase has finally ended. I was amazingly relaxed the entire trip and did not even consider a dip. I chilled on the beach, went fishing, drank fuck loads of rum drinks...all with zero NIC. The caveat is that I also consumed 5 tins of Smokey mountain and am disgusted with myself. Part of growing up is to get to the point where you no longer put toys in our mouth like a fucking 2 year old. The vets on here tell me that I will grow out of my pacifier, but that may be a challenge. I literally sucked my thumb while playing in my 3rd grade all star baseball game. I have zero doubt that me and the Nic bitch are done because I am dating her younger sister. So to those of you that are struggling,the herbal shit is working for me...try it. I am giving myself until my HOF speech to quit SM. After that time, if I ever cave, it will because I got a booty call from the younger sister. I am done with the NIC bitch and the freedom is wonderful.

Freedom is beautiful.

Congrats man, and keep up the good quitting. I'm very proud of you.

[Grizzlyhasclaws]

So I am back from my trip to the islands and wanted to let my august brothers know how things went in hope that it might help. As we figured out through the recent "get to know you one another thread", I am the oldest in the group at 53. I have been chewing for 33 years and had never even thought about quitting. I am a serious addict who had convinced myself that dipping was cool and harmless. I was not one of those people who worried about cancer and all that shit. My family basically just thought I was stupid, so there was no pressure to quit. I always assumed that quitting would naturally occur when I grew up. I mean, the only people that would still be chewing tobacco at 53 would be no teeth rednecks sitting in front of a gas station. I convinced myself that it was just a phase. Well the phase has finally ended. I was amazingly relaxed the entire trip and did not even consider a dip. I chilled on the beach, went fishing, drank fuck loads of rum drinks...all with zero NIC. The caveat is that I also consumed 5 tins of Smokey mountain and am disgusted with myself. Part of growing up is to get to the point where you no longer put toys in our mouth like a fucking 2 year old. The vets on here tell me that I will grow out of my pacifier, but that may be a challenge. I literally sucked my thumb while playing in my 3rd grade all star baseball game. I have zero doubt that me and the Nic bitch are done because I am dating her younger sister. So to those of you that are struggling,the herbal shit is working for me...try it. I am giving myself until my HOF speech to quit SM. After that time, if I ever cave, it will because I got a booty call from the younger sister. I am done with the NIC bitch and the freedom is wonderful.

Don't worry so much about the smokey mountain. It is saving your life. You are literally lengthening your life by replacing tobacco with smokey mountain. Your desire for it will fade, guaranteed. Keep the focus. Keep the quit.

[SirDerek]

So I am back from my trip to the islands and wanted to let my august brothers know how things went in hope that it might help. As we figured out through the recent "get to know you one another thread", I am the oldest in the group at 53. I have been chewing for 33 years and had never even thought about quitting. I am a serious addict who had convinced myself that dipping was cool and harmless. I was not one of those people who worried about cancer and all that shit. My family basically just thought I was stupid, so there was no pressure to quit. I always assumed that quitting would naturally occur when I grew up. I mean, the only people that would still be chewing tobacco at 53 would be no teeth rednecks sitting in front of a gas station. I convinced myself that it was just a phase. Well the phase has finally ended. I was amazingly relaxed the entire trip and did not even consider a dip. I chilled on the beach, went fishing, drank fuck loads of rum drinks...all with zero NIC. The caveat is that I also consumed 5 tins of Smokey mountain and am disgusted with myself. Part of growing up is to get to the point where you no longer put toys in our mouth like a fucking 2 year old. The vets on here tell me that I will grow out of my pacifier, but that may be a challenge. I literally sucked my thumb while playing in my 3rd grade all star baseball game. I have zero doubt that me and the Nic bitch are done because I am dating her younger sister. So to those of you that are struggling,the herbal shit is working for me...try it. I am giving myself until my HOF speech to quit SM. After that time, if I ever cave, it will because I got a booty call from the younger sister. I am done with the NIC bitch and the freedom is wonderful.

call that vacation a big victory for yourself

in my experience I used the hooch for 80+ days, and then one day just went without it. Had no problem. I still popped in a hard candy (sugarfree of course). So yea maybe a little like a 5 year old, but heck I still do it and it ain't poison.

well done

[laxdog]

So I am back from my trip to the islands and wanted to let my august brothers know how things went in hope that it might help. As we figured out through the recent "get to know you one another thread", I am the oldest in the group at 53. I have been chewing for 33 years and had never even thought about quitting. I am a serious addict who had convinced myself that dipping was cool and harmless. I was not one of those people who worried about cancer and all that shit. My family basically just thought I was stupid, so there was no pressure to quit. I always assumed that quitting would naturally occur when I grew up. I mean, the only people that would still be chewing tobacco at 53 would be no teeth rednecks sitting in front of a gas station. I convinced myself that it was just a phase. Well the phase has finally ended. I was amazingly relaxed the entire trip and did not even consider a dip. I chilled on the beach, went fishing, drank fuck loads of rum drinks...all with zero NIC. The caveat is that I also consumed 5 tins of Smokey mountain and am disgusted with myself. Part of growing up is to get to the point where you no longer put toys in our mouth like a fucking 2 year old. The vets on here tell me that I will grow out of my pacifier, but that may be a challenge. I literally sucked my thumb while playing in my 3rd grade all star baseball game. I have zero doubt that me and the Nic bitch are done because I am dating her younger sister. So to those of you that are struggling,the herbal shit is working for me...try it. I am giving myself until my HOF speech to quit SM. After that time, if I ever cave, it will because I got a booty call from the younger sister. I am done with the NIC bitch and the freedom is wonderful.

[worktowin]

Left yesterday morning for a trip to Virgin Gorda. Unfortunately, our 8 am plane out of Baltimore was delayed. At first they told us 1 hour, which would make it close on making our connecting flight out of Atlanta. Well a one hour delay was pushed back in 1 hour increments until we finally made it out at 2pm. This meant we would have to spend the night in some flea bag hotel that Delta put us up in and then catch the flight to Saint Thomas the next morning. To complicate things even further, there is no ferry on Weds, so we would have to take a puddle jumper to Virgin Gorda, which I have learned over the years is a huge rip off. I am not telling this story just to complain. I am actually telling the story because it was not half bad. I did not lose my shit. I did not blame my wife. I did not hit one of those disgusting airport bathroom stalls to devour a Skoal. I did not order a coffee and pour it out, so I would have something to spit in. In a nutshell, I just enjoyed the adventure. My wife could not believe the new me. I can be a real dick to travel with, but for some reason, I felt calm. We all know the reason. I killed the can and told the Nic Bitch to stay home. From now on I travel alone because I QLF. Quit with me my August Brethren.

This is what it is all about.

Freedom is a wonderful thing.

[laxdog]

Left yesterday morning for a trip to Virgin Gorda. Unfortunately, our 8 am plane out of Baltimore was delayed. At first they told us 1 hour, which would make it close on making our connecting flight out of Atlanta. Well a one hour delay was pushed back in 1 hour increments until we finally made it out at 2pm. This meant we would have to spend the night in some flea bag hotel that Delta put us up in and then catch the flight to Saint Thomas the next morning. To complicate things even further, there is no ferry on Weds, so we would have to take a puddle jumper to Virgin Gorda, which I have learned over the years is a huge rip off. I am not telling this story just to complain. I am actually telling the story because it was not half bad. I did not lose my shit. I did not blame my wife. I did not hit one of those disgusting airport bathroom stalls to devour a Skoal. I did not order a coffee and pour it out, so I would have something to spit in. In a nutshell, I just enjoyed the adventure. My wife could not believe the new me. I can be a real dick to travel with, but for some reason, I felt calm. We all know the reason. I killed the can and told the Nic Bitch to stay home. From now on I travel alone because I QLF. Quit with me my August Brethren.

[Thumblewort]

Another epic post from Laxdog! Proud to be quit with you today!

[Doc Chewfree]

Just wanted to let my August Brethren know that today was a good day. The first 2 days of summer had left me rather depressed. I am really not sure why. It was probably the normal pressure we all feel to have a good time on Memorial day weekend. This is a huge weekend here in the "land of pleasant living"...Maryland. Crabs, Natty Boh's, Bohtini's, and in our family, the college lacrosse national championship weekend. I have played for the better part of my 53 years, all of my daughters have played, and of course all of their boyfriends have played. Well this year MD has the honor of hosting both the mens and woman's final four. So Saturday I was to meet my oldest daughter and her boyfriend at Ravens Stadium for the MD vs Notre Dame game. A number of family friends have kids on both teams. It's sunny, 72 degrees...what could be more perfect. Well I was fucking dreading it. Most guys, from my generation of lacrosse ,dip. Fucking UST would give the team as many tins as we wanted for free. "Skoal Brother" thats what the the ad's said. Unlike smoking which had started to become a bit stigmatized, dipping was cool...something to be enjoyed together. And together we enjoyed. Every guy on the team bus would have a fatty in. I don't know how many of those dudes still chew, but I do know that those who live around here sure do. I have played on the same "over 35" team since the day I turned 35. Every one of us dip. Lawyers,Doctors, Salesman, Small business owners, they all still chew. Now if you do not think that is an addicting drug, you are smoking crack. And addicting drugs means addicts and that is where I come in. I just could not fathom myself throwing back beers with old friends and not share a dip with them. I still can't see myself ever doing anything again without a dip in and that fucking sucks. Luckily my daughter called and said the traffic was horrific, so I opted to catch the game on TV. As much as I love lacrosse, I could not even sit still to watch it on TV. My wife is not a fan of the game and since I was barely watching, she opted to go binge watch whatever she is watching. So I grabbed the dog and went fishing. I literally pounded a tin of Smokey Mountain in 2 hours. It was as close to normal as I have felt in 17 days. But I felt like I was missing something..."yeah it's called life you dickhead"

So Sunday rolls around, it's like groundhog day, except it's the Woman's final. Same exact dickhead move by yours truly. I end up fishing with the dog and missing another day of life. Since the MD woman had won the finals and the MD men had lost on Sat., nobody was going to the mens finals. I kind of felt relieved. No pressure today. I got up at first light and fished a spot about 1000 yards from my dock. It was like I was seeing the world for the first time, the fucking sunrise was unreal. I could still see my house from the boat and just felt happy to be alive. My beautiful wife was cancer free and I was crave free. Picked up a nice Striper, snapped a pic of me and the fish, and tossed her over. We are still getting used to being empty nesters, so it was a nice surprise when my youngest showed up a day early from college for the summer. She arrived home around 7 pm and immediately asked me if I wanted to hit the water for the last hour of light. Things were slow for the first half hour as we caught up. Finally things turned on and she picked up a nice 26 inch Rock on a topwater plug. I don't care what age your are, a topwater slam will make your heart stop, so we were both pumped.We continued talking and I soon picked up one in the same class. We only practice CPR (Catch, Photo, Release), so Gracie instinctively grabbed the camera and that's when my heart stopped again when she said "wait..dad...you have not been chewing". As she snapped the photo, she said to me "you know dad, thats the first picture I have ever seen of you with a fish and no fat lip". My 20 year old daughter has never seen me without a dip in. Xmas, Birthdays, ballgames, fishing, all altered in some way by that bus ride 33 years ago when I was a punk Laxbro of 20. Well I say fuck you UST, I will quit again tomorrow.

Sounds like you are living life to me brother! Great moment with your daughter on the water. Many more of those to come. Keep doing whatever you need to do today to stay quit. If it takes skipping lacrosse for now then so be it. Fishing with the dog ain't a bad trade off.

ODAAT. You are winning today. Quit with you all day long!

Great story, dog. Thanks for sharing. You are winning...just keep fighting.