….about 1/2 way through, you just want to vomit.
There are a couple things you should know before you venture too far into this pile of my leavings.
- I love the Sabres.
- I follow the Devils.
- Fuck the Leafs. Fuck the Rangers. Fuck the Flyers.
- I curse a lot. I know that it makes me sound uneducated and of low breeding, but stress makes me relapse into bad habits.
- I write about whatever strikes me. Sometimes it’s the funny. Sometimes it’s rage. I don’t want to limit myself to just writing about good, bad, sad, happy, work, dating, hockey or any one category. It always comes out strained when I do and it’s not enjoyable for anyone. If you are patient with me, though, you’ll get some real gems eventually.
I also go by the title “The Prognosticator of Mild Renown” once in a while. I try not to make too many predictions, but when I do they tend to be wild and strangely accurate. The first of many weird ones:
Me: $10 says he fumbles the kick-off.
Rob: Nah, he’s going to call a fair catch.
**kickoff**
Me: Did he really just fumble the kickoff after calling a fair catch?!
