One more thing before I go.  This is for all my friends that made it out to the Clarice Rose show at Finnigan’s Wake.  You guys are the best and we love you all.  Really!

Finnigan’s Wake

Enjoy.

I have got to get a laptop.  Why?  Well, I’ll tell you why.  We are going to be away for a couple of days and I will not be posting to this site.  I will have no computer access at all!!  What am I gonna do?  I won’t be able to check all my favorite blogs (Go read them by the way.  Yeah, over there on the right.  They’re very good.) How will I know what’s going on over at the Command Post?  Oh my god, I’m starting to shake already.  I better go get a glass of scotch to soothe my nerves.  Ahhh.  There we go.  That’s much better.  Ok.  I think I’ll be alright. 

Y’all be cool whilst I’m gone and don’t go starting any more wars till I get back.  And this time, I mean it!

Peace out~

Now this is entertainment.

I don’t know which is the funnier statement:

Perhaps not surprisingly, Hanson, whose father was an elephant tamer and mother a trapeze artist, is currently having to advertise for a new assistant as Yana, who bears two scars from previously mis-directed knives, wants to concentrate on her hula-hoop act.

or

“In 11 years of performing, I’ve only hit my assistant on five occasions,” he told the Daily Mail newspaper recently

Whaddya think?  Think these folks are looking for a good old fashioned can of whoop-ass?  I’m sure Rumsfeld would happily oblige.  We’re already over there after all.

Beautiful.

picture from CNN

It looks like we have moved one of our 21 million-pound MOAB bombs (ok, 21 thousand-pound) into the Persion Gulf.  Everytime I hear about this bomb, I can’t help thinking about the ROUS (Rodents Of Unusual Size) from ”The Princess Bride”.  Am I alone here?  Please tell me I’m not alone.

Princess Buttercup: Westley, what about the ROUSs?
Westley: Rodents of unusual size? I don’t think they exist.

Beer Mary over at Rant-O-Rama has a real interesting article on the draping of the American Flag over Sa-Damn’s head.  This is worth a read.  She says (quite eloquently) what I wish I had said.

Read this:

Our Marines

Sadness.  Sadness and grief.  Toronto 5 - Flyers 3.  This was one of those “great games”.  Fun to watch (except for the heart attacks) but the Flyers fell a little short.  Ok.  Let’s see what happens in Game 2.

Damn.

Whew!!  What a second period.  Sheesh!  I thought I was gonna have a freakin’ myocardial infarction!  It is now 3 - 3 and the Flyers are dominating!  The only sore spot of this period was that my old friend Domi scored!  Curse his oily hide!  I’ll let you know how it goes in the third.  Keep your fingers crossed.

We are between the first and second period, Flyers v. Maple Leafs.  Leafs up 2 to 1.  Short handed goal!  Damn!  By the way, don’t you just HATE Tie Domi.  Man, what an annoying little bug!  (I’d probably love him if he was on the Flyers but don’t tell him that.) Hopefully I will have better news to report later in the evening.  I know you are all waiting with bated breath.