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Well the Cowboys are done for the season. The playoffs have been a snoozefest with the expected (except Dallas) teams winning. Hopefully the Steelers can pull off the ultimate shocker and upset the Chiefs. Go Steelers!

Network Address Translation is what enables employers to know where you go and what you do while online at work. In a nutshell, you have an internet connection, a router, and a gazillion users behind the router. Here's how it works. For simplicity's sake, your internet connection is IP address 99.999.999.999. There are IP addresses that are reserved for computers and devices behind the router. For example, LemonBus's computer or device IP address is 10.100.100.101, Dr. Manhattan's is 10.100.100.102, Judy's 10.100.100.103, and Kelli's is 10.100.100.252. Imagine all four users are online. The router allows all four users access to the internet. A company the size, caliber, and wealth of the Dallas Cowboys most certainly knows at any given moment where any user with a device or computer on the Dallas Cowboys network has gone on the internet. There are myriad free and paid software packages that can be used in conjunction with the router to record when and where any user went on the internet.

I vaguely remember an ITM with Hannah (it's possible I'm confusing her with some other TC candidate) during her first training camp where she discusses her issues with mental health and depression. If that ITM was indeed about Hannah, then her disinterest now is a very classic sign of depression.

Go ahead, Veruca, suck in that stomach.

Or kicked a field goal right between his goal posts <cough...euphemism> with her Lucchese boots.

With intense apprehension and dread, I attended my 20th high school reunion in 1997. In those 20 years, I got an education, a great job, lost weight, got my teeth straightened out, and married a great man. I lived a great life, but all I could think about was the hell I lived in high school. Within minutes of entering the venue of my high school reunion, my fear vanished. People were actually glad to see me and even gladder I came. I had more fun at my 20th reunion than I did for my junior and senior proms. I've gone to my 40th reunion and the welcome was the same. We all (in our own ways) are a bunch of sons of bitches in our teenage years. It is mostly a right of passage. It's how you leave behind your teenage years and enter the passageway into adulthood that will define the rest of your life.

Sam can't dance and doesn't have the glamorous good looks required for the job. It, to me, kind of explains Kelli's obsession with Veruca the Warthog.

At about the 2:08 mark of that video it looks like the lady circled (I can't tell who it is and I won't hazard a guess) seems to have forgotten the choreography. It was glaring when it happened in the video.

I should have phrased it better. Before AT & T Stadium or the Star, it was probably a lot easier to overhear stuff. For example, Tangerine Salon, Belks, etc. Young girls are bubbly and they talk.

I imagine groupies of DCC-MTT just hang out in the parking lot waiting for the girls to come out. I suspect "insiders" hear more info from the parking lot and pass it along.

Rachel A looks like a young version of Raquel Welch.

Ummm, Catalina Express, a ferry, offers up to 30 round trips daily. https://www.catalinaexpress.com/schedule-fares.html It's only an hour to Catalina Island via ferry. This show, I swear, tests insults my intelligence on a daily basis.

Dolly Parton is "blessed"; Amber is "artificially enhanced". Big difference.

I don't normally weigh in on such mundane matters as which cheerleader should be at point. Frankly I don't give a flying fluck who is on point and who isn't. Until now! Three dancers for reasons even I'm not aware of lead me to believe they are leading candidates for the triangle in 2019-2020....... Alexis at point Gina and Daphne in the second row. Gina, bless her heart, doesn't quite have what it takes to be point.