I feel like crap, but I am here...
Yes, you two loyal readers out there in cyberland, I am back from two days of semi-Comtrex induced coma. I still feel like crap, but at least there is no fever to accompany this feeling. The good news of the weekend is this, did you see the a#$ whipping that the Tigers laid on the 'Canes! Wow! I've seen less ferocious beatings than that in the early Mike Tyson days (before the Buster Douglas fight). 40-3..what defense there Miami! Oh, and a memo to Mr. Russell, be ready to fight for your job next year buddy, cause Mr. Flynn showed he is here to play. That kid kicked some butt! GEAUX TIGERS!!
I am also rooting for Texas to beat USC tonight. I am hoping for a real whipping in this one as well, because I am sick of hearing USC say that this is a three peat. Wrong, you won in 2004. That's it. I guess math is not a popular or required subject over there in the land of fruits and nuts!!
Kudos to the wife who ran the herd off early Sunday am, because they were trashing the house, half the munchkinn's were sick, and they are freaking loud! The wife could not stand it and accidentally started waking everyone up around 7:30, knowing that they wanted to get home. I am selling my spare bed today in an effort to pass on to them that the entire group is no longer welcome, only in smaller packs will they be allowed to overnight at the house.
Haven't passed on to Butter Troll (aka Lazy Susan) that I am taking off next Friday to spend time with Junior and the wife. She should just love that. I don't care. Get used to the idea of me being off a lot more. I earn it, and I deserve it. AJ out.