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Be not afraid.

Cheap and tawdry. I mean the players, not the p'shop job.

Redneck Holiday!

Katelyn and me cruising around the front yard.

Showing Kim a real redneck weekend!

Kim shooting a firearm for the first time. She likes "Svetlana" a bit too much.

The target was the log in the snow in the background. Instead, Kim decided to MURDER a defenseless tree! You should see the exit wounds!

I want…

To own a ‘55 Studebaker pickup.

To skydive from low-earth orbit. SOmething like 85,000 feet.

To own a house, preferably on a nice big plot of land.

To climb a serious mountain, something like Denali.

To learn to fly a helicopter.

To learn to knit. Sort of.

To build an automobile engine and actually understand it all, not just go through the motion.

To learn to (ice) skate backwards.

A custom scar, although I don’t necessarily want to follow through on that. I’ve earned my scars to this point and every one is technically custom.

What a Sunday

The Jets lost… HAH! I’ve been holding that in all week, waiting for this moment. All those Jets fans at work screaming like idiots about how this is their year, they’re unstoppable. Guess what! S.T.O.P. STOP! STOP! STOP!

On another note, a good evening watching football and doing my taxes. Why is doing my taxes a good thing? Because for the first time in years, I’m getting a state and federal refund! WOOO!

Wait. Say that again?

Best of the night

LizzieB: What did these guys nutrify with during intermission?!

Matt: They nutrified off the corpse of Lalime.

LizzieB: LOL @ drinking the blood of dead goalies.

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LizzieB: Isn’t Neidermeyer dead yet? He’s fucking old!

Matt: He’s like Dorian Gray, but with a playoff beard instead of a portrait.

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LizzieB: I think Whompy has hips held together with rubber bands.

Matt: Just like G.I. Joe.

LizzieB: He’s our real American hero!

First in the East

Buffalo is first in the Eastern Conference tonight. Rock on!

Good with the Bad

The good news is that my new pants, jacket and gloves are all waterproof. The bad news is that rain seems to make my motorcycle stop working. Well, technically it makes the front cylinder stop working. I’m pretty certain it’s a plug wire shorting out, possibly from a leaking boot.

I limped home in the pouring rain almost 70 miles on one cylinder. It stalled 4 times and I had to hold the throttle wide open to get one cylinder to generate enough power to get on the highway (the only way across two rivers between there and home). Holding it wide open burns a lot of gas though and I ran it dry on 1&9, about 4 miles short of home.

But I’m home, there’s soup and hot food on the way, and the Cowboys are losing. I think the rest of the day will be good.

How did I miss this?

Rob Schremp is finally getting a real chance in the NHL and he’s making the best of it. This goal is sweet!

I must be getting sick

I fell asleep on the couch during first intermission of what might be one of the best games of the year. Devils-Rangers pitching a double shutout, almost 100 combined shots on goal and everybody on the ice and around the water cooler is talking about how good the game was.

At least I had some nice dreams…

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