- So as most of you should do, we elected to watch the Bruins game instead of watching Lebron James and Side Show Bob fall over into the crowd when someone grazes by them. And it was worth it. How great have the Bruins games been? I mean, really. They have to give us a heart attack in EVERY SINGLE GAME. I like it afterwards because they tend to win these games, but during, my palms get sweaty, I start to shake my like Michael J. Fox, and you would flat out kill me by putting a banana in front of me at that point. Good to see the Return of Milan last night. I was missing yelling LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOCH at the top of my lungs and tweeting about it constantly. Hopefully this turns him around. Good win, skaters.
- Oh, and we did flick over to the Celts and Sox. Good to see the Celts didn't blow another 78 point 3rd quarter lead. Welcome to existence, Rasheed Wallace. I'm not sure if its 2004, but did the Red Sox score 17 runs? Was Manny in the lineup? Did I miss something? Or is the pitching staff for Anaheim currently all Double A pitchers? I cannot figure this Red Sox team out anymore, so I won't even try.
- Murking Mosquitoes (is spell check right? really? toes at the end of mosquitos? <---That is giving me the red squiggly line and telling me to throw an e at the end. I guess like potatoes).Yes. That's right folks. Murking Mosquitoes took place last night at Brett's place. He was on the back deck smoking a cigarette and opened the sliding door for about 1.4 seconds when A MILLION of these things flew in. Shario, being the brains behind all ideas (owner of Boston Tents -- need a tent?? -- let him know, quick.) tells Brett to vacuum them up. Genius idea. It worked. Well, until Brett turned the vacuum off and they all wanted to fly back on the ceiling, causing Brett to drop the "plug it back in, so I can murk these mosquitoes." And he did just that. Murked ALL of them. Except one. But i took care of him by squishing him into my gum. Death by gum, and murked. Not a good night for mosquitoes in Peabody.
Legend B-Pete Murking Mosquitoes
- Dez Bryant's mom. Really? Arrested for selling crack like 15 times. I can say this. I was on Dez's side. In fact, I have no idea how he stayed calm when the Dolphins were asking him if his mother was a prostitute. Well, after finding out the question was asked because he said his dad was a "pimp" -- its not so out of the ordinary, would you say? Still over the line? I guess. Well, how many times do you have to get a felony on your record for selling crack before this becomes a bad question? I don't know. Just saying. Crack, father is a pimp, I'm not thinking its so out of line anymore. I still wouldn't have the balls to ask it, nor would I be okay with someone asking me, but at least I see where the question is coming from now.
- My Stories. I got home last night, and threw on Raw. Only had 5 minutes left, but it was good enough to see my boy Randy Orton have the Venom run through his veins as he RKO'd guest host, Wayne Brady and then gave one to Edge. Life is good. I'll watch the rest today.
- Dennis Wideman still sucks.
- Rob Shario now LOVES Tuesdays after claiming last night that it was the worst day of the week.
- Techno Tuesday is here. Beat of the day: Exploration of Space by Cosmic Gate (#38 on the playlist at the bottom of the blog).
- Alejandro Alejandro...F Fernandoooooo. Going to get an Iced Coffee in Maine. See Ya later Kids/Mom.
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