Serious Update: Pup has passed away
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This. I don’t want to know. No reason to tarnish the reputation with the truth.BleachedAnusDawg said:
As much as I want to know, I almost prefer not knowing to ensure the legend stats alive.DerekJohnson said:@steelheader2
I do have a couple of curiosities. Pup always bragged about his legendary Ameritrade account. (Its now in good hands with Roadie running it). But in reality, was he a serious investor? Also, prior to his injury, how much of a ladies man was Pup? Any good stories anywhere from high school to middle age?
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@Doog_de_Jour went back to doogman or something? bummerDerekJohnson said:Just occurred to me that @Doog_de_Jour would probably want to be aware of this. Even though she no longer associates with us degenerates.
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She still pings me. But I’m not a creepy fuck like most of you guysm.PostGameOrangeSlices said:
@Doog_de_Jour went back to doogman or something? bummerDerekJohnson said:Just occurred to me that @Doog_de_Jour would probably want to be aware of this. Even though she no longer associates with us degenerates.
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Some great writing in this comments of this post. I'll miss PLSS. He was an unusual, but gifted writer. Enjoyed his jokes, perspective, and even is takes on Lambo. Rest in Peace, brother in purple.
Boring tangent that I'll include, even if nobody cares. A few years ago I retired and kept busy by getting involved in Seattle's zoning politics. I owned some land I wanted to subdivide but the current zoning codes wouldn't allow it. I decided to do a deep dive into the lot and parcel history in the city limits, and obtained some data sets from the city and also from King County. I loaded them all up into a SQL database that I built on my laptop.
One of the GIS parcel datasets from the county had an attribute in it named PLSS, which I had never heard of before other than recognizing the acronym from these boards. On Hardcore Husky, PLSS meant Puppy Love Sugar Steel, but in the realm of property, parcel, and land surveys, is stands for the Public Land Survey System. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Public_Land_Survey_System. I'll save readers that boring story of what I did with this data but my work did help achieve to some zoning changes at the city level, and more recently at the state level.
But after seeing that PLSS was used in only two places that I knew of, I always wondered if Pup was a land survey engineer in his former life and decided to build his board name around that obscure acronym. Or probably just a coincidence. Anyway...
Pup, sir, you will be missed here. I have no idea if there is a next life, but if there is I imagine you and Lambo attending a game and yelling your lungs out in a sea of purple in a packed stadium so loud that other teams fear to play there.
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Well, fuck.
I was really hoping Yella would put together a steelheading trip for us up on Pup's ranch on the Skykomish.
I'm going to take this as a lesson to actually do the shit I want to do rather than talk about it so long that the opportunity passes.
RIP, Pup. You were a funny motherfucker! -
Pup owned an investment property down by the LRH in GL. Had great cash flow he said to supplement the Ameritrade returns.HairyBallsDawg said:Some great writing in this comments of this post. I'll miss PLSS. He was an unusual, but gifted writer. Enjoyed his jokes, perspective, and even is takes on Lambo. Rest in Peace, brother in purple.
Boring tangent that I'll include, even if nobody cares. A few years ago I retired and kept busy by getting involved in Seattle's zoning politics. I owned some land I wanted to subdivide but the current zoning codes wouldn't allow it. I decided to do a deep dive into the lot and parcel history in the city limits, and obtained some data sets from the city and also from King County. I loaded them all up into a SQL database that I built on my laptop.
One of the GIS parcel datasets from the county had an attribute in it named PLSS, which I had never heard of before other than recognizing the acronym from these boards. On Hardcore Husky, PLSS meant Puppy Love Sugar Steel, but in the realm of property, parcel, and land surveys, is stands for the Public Land Survey System. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Public_Land_Survey_System. I'll save readers that boring story of what I did with this data but my work did help achieve to some zoning changes at the city level, and more recently at the state level.
But after seeing that PLSS was used in only two places that I knew of, I always wondered if Pup was a land survey engineer in his former life and decided to build his board name around that obscure acronym. Or probably just a coincidence. Anyway...
Pup, sir, you will be missed here. I have no idea if there is a next life, but if there is I imagine you and Lambo attending a game and yelling your lungs out in a sea of purple in a packed stadium so loud that other teams fear to play there. -
Witty too. Many try. Most fail miserably.dflea said:Well, fuck.
I was really hoping Yella would put together a steelheading trip for us up on Pup's ranch on the Skykomish.
I'm going to take this as a lesson to actually do the shit I want to do rather than talk about it so long that the opportunity passes.
RIP, Pup. You were a funny motherfucker! -
She? Pup always knew @Doog_de_Jour was a gay man.RaceBannon said:
Husband?FireCohen said:
Did she finally find a husband on tinder?DerekJohnson said:Just occurred to me that @Doog_de_Jour would probably want to be aware of this. Even though she no longer associates with us degenerates.
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My favorite part about this wonderful Pup quote is the notion that the Huskies were 12-1 and heading to play Alabama, but the only posters standing with Petersen were Pup, Steel2, Yobates and the Fire Marshall.DerekJohnson said:
Pup and Steel2 were the only two posters to stand with Petersen in years one and two. Yobates and the Fire Marshall came on board in years three and four. Now dipshits like @YellowSnow "knew it all along". You pathetic fuckFire_Marshall_Bill said:Damn, I got choked up. He was by far the most entertaining and I seemed to be one of a handful he liked, although he told me off several times. I was just trying to lure my mom's stupid schizo cat who had crawled into the innards of the bed box springs Sunday night with Fancy Feast and thought of all his hilarious stories and antics. RIP buddy.
