Hockey, Records and Baseball Bats
So, apparently, I'm having a party at my place on August 13th. No, you're not invited... unless of course, you actually are invited. I don't know who's invited yet. Make sense of that one.
It's a party to celebrate the return of Dixon and the leaving of Dixon. Depending on how you feel about him, you have a reason to celebrate. I will be celebrating the former, but after a few hours of him humping me, I'll be celebrating the latter, I'm sure.
This all means that I'm going to have to go to Wal-Mart and purchase a baseball bat so I can crack some skulls if anyone gets out of line. That will be fun. Hell, I might invited people I hate just so that I can tell them to leave and when they don't, I will cave their fucking heads in. That might make me happy. Or not, since I'll have to clean up their bloody mess. It's a win-lose situation.
So, hockey's back and that makes me smile. It's the greatest game on earth and unless Jupiter has something better, then I'd be willing to bet it's the greatest game in the solar system. I'm not sure how it would fare in the universe because I'm sure some random planet has a game that blows hockey away, but I have yet to see it, so fuck it, hockey is the greatest game in the universe.
With hockey coming back, that means that I get to go see some Penguins games this year. That should be exciting. Seeing Mario in possibly his last season playing with their soon to be new prospect Sidney Crosby. I've seen some film of this kid and he is amazing. He might be the best player since Mario. Add to the fact they have a super good young goalie in Marc-Andre Fleury and we might actually have a playoff team this season. I have a hockey hard-on just thinking about it.
I keep getting more and more records and that means more and more records are getting recorded and stored on cd in wave files so I can edit them later. Right now I have six cd's full of files, not to mention the two discs of Not Your Friends stuff. Music rules.
Now if I could just find a girl that would touch my penis, my life would be semi-cool.
It's a party to celebrate the return of Dixon and the leaving of Dixon. Depending on how you feel about him, you have a reason to celebrate. I will be celebrating the former, but after a few hours of him humping me, I'll be celebrating the latter, I'm sure.
This all means that I'm going to have to go to Wal-Mart and purchase a baseball bat so I can crack some skulls if anyone gets out of line. That will be fun. Hell, I might invited people I hate just so that I can tell them to leave and when they don't, I will cave their fucking heads in. That might make me happy. Or not, since I'll have to clean up their bloody mess. It's a win-lose situation.
So, hockey's back and that makes me smile. It's the greatest game on earth and unless Jupiter has something better, then I'd be willing to bet it's the greatest game in the solar system. I'm not sure how it would fare in the universe because I'm sure some random planet has a game that blows hockey away, but I have yet to see it, so fuck it, hockey is the greatest game in the universe.
With hockey coming back, that means that I get to go see some Penguins games this year. That should be exciting. Seeing Mario in possibly his last season playing with their soon to be new prospect Sidney Crosby. I've seen some film of this kid and he is amazing. He might be the best player since Mario. Add to the fact they have a super good young goalie in Marc-Andre Fleury and we might actually have a playoff team this season. I have a hockey hard-on just thinking about it.
I keep getting more and more records and that means more and more records are getting recorded and stored on cd in wave files so I can edit them later. Right now I have six cd's full of files, not to mention the two discs of Not Your Friends stuff. Music rules.
Now if I could just find a girl that would touch my penis, my life would be semi-cool.
posted by Jym Is Cool at 7:47 PM
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