Okay, before we start this game diary, we have to respond to something that we saw on Fire & Ice today. Now, we keep hearing stories from more fervid hockey markets in the northern reaches about the stupid, stupid things fans say on message boards and newspaper blogs and whatnot, but we don’t see a lot of that in these parts. So it was with no small excitement that we read these comments from “Jason”:
“When Drew Bledsoe came back, the Pats correctly stuck with Brady. If the guy proves he can carry a team to the playoffs and or further, what more proof do you need that he can be a starter. If Matt Cassel won a SB this year, I can tell you this, Brady, his salary, and his injuries, would have been looking for a new home. I hate the Pats btw, but their take no prisoners, team first attitude with players is something Lou sometimes lacks.”
“And before you Brodeuraphiles get fired up. I’m not advocating trading him or anything like that. Clem certainly has more to prove, and this is all speculation right now. But if he proves he can handle the load, he is a cheaper, and younger. Just something to think about.”
Pookie read these comments aloud while Schnookie and Boomer were finishing dinner, and her oration was followed by a long, stunned silence. Then Schnookie declared, “Oh. My. God. That is the stupidest thing I have ever heard said about sports. The. Stupidest. Thing. Ever.” Pause. “Period.”
Moving on, it’s an exciting night here at IPB – this is our first-ever game diary that includes the St. Louis Blues! We’d be surprised, but none of us can actually remember the Devils ever playing the Blues any time in the last 12 years.
FIRST PERIOD
20:00 It merits mention that we’re on Blersus tonight. With total strangers calling the game. We have no idea who these guys are because we missed the pregame.
18:58 WOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! Just as the strangers are telling us that the Blues have their “very good checking line” on the ice, Zach springs a puck at the point to carry down the zone on what turns into a three-on-one on which he shoots. The puck goes through Legace, even though it really probably shouldn’t have. 1-0 Devils.
18:15 Pookie’s intrepid research reveals this is Forslund and Eliot. Because no one cares, but we need to know to be able to correctly attribute their most interesting comments. Which we’re sure will be plentiful. Okay, we have no idea why we bothered looking that up.
16:52 We are not fans of the Blues sweaters tonight. It’s hard to tell whether they’re blue or black, so it kind of looks like the Devils are playing the mutant spawn of the Stars and those old Oilers “oil drop” third jerseys.
15:41 The Devils look thoroughly disinterested in trying to play defense, and after the Blues carry play for a few shifts, Boyes scores from the doorstep off a rebound from a point shot. 1-1 game.
14:18 The immediately-after-being-scored-upon shift for the Devils screams, “Aw, crap. We’re not winning 1-0? Well, why bother then?” Which is, admittedly, exactly what we would be doing, but that’s why we’re not NHLers. (And that’s the only reason we’re not NHLers.)
12:19 Ugh. It’s going to be one of those nights, eh? The Poppers fail to score while deep in the Blues zone, then no one bothers getting back when play goes down the other way, so Backes scores on a long two-on-one. 2-1 Blues. Have all the Devils/Blues games been like this? Is that why we don’t remember them?
11:32 Just as Forslund is telling us there is no hope for hockey in St. Louis because Cam Janssen is “by far” the most popular player on the Blues (he might have only said the second part of that), the Blues get another flurry of chances in close. We are now all wearing facial expressions very similar to Sutter’s on the bench after the Backes goal.
10:30 Berglund gets a penalty for hooking while the Madden/Pando/Rupp line has some rare puck possession in the St. Louis zone, and after the whistle, Blersus does an especially artful job of avoiding showing us anything even remotely pertinent during the lengthy delay. They show us guys milling around, then show us a replay of a gentle hit from Rupp on Berglund that Forslund tells us led to everything good the Devils got from that shift, and then, instead of replays to back up that point (or of the penalty), we get to see more guys milling around. It is astonishing how shitty Versus is at televising hockey here in its fourth season of doing so.
10:01 Pookie has the hiccups, and declares, “I just considered that holding my breath until the Devils shot would be a sure-fire way to get rid of my hiccups. But then I realized I would die.”
7:52 We go to commercial with Pookie positing, “I think the Clemmensen bubble has burst. All it took was someone suggesting on Fire & Ice that we trade Marty, and now we’re going to plummet to the bottom of the conference standings just like we all expected. Thanks a lot, Jason.”
We come back from commercial to a twinkly-eyed Boyes wishing us a happy new year. He’s so overwhelmingly adorable! We feel like Stephen Colbert, shouting, “Awww! So cute! Get it off the screen, Jimmy! Get it off!”
6:45 For the first time in ages the Devils get the puck, and Zach does some really fancy toe-dragging before ringing a mid-range shot off the pipe. The other Devils all glare at him and hiss from the bench, “Stop making us look bad!”
5:57 Zach hits some random Blue behind the net, and the Blue goes down like he’s just been bulldozed by Scott Stevens or something. We suppose he didn’t have the puck, but still. There should be a dive there to even up whatever Zach got called for (not that Blersus wants us to know).
5:04 Madden tries a toe drag on a shorthanded one-on-one against Colaiaccovo, and the result is as you might expect. Pookie: “Oh, Mad Dog. Someday we’re going to have to take you out behind the barn and shoot you.”
3:24 Gio gets a mini-break and barrels in on Legace, forcing a rebound out to a rushing Zach, who is stopped from scoring only by the bad luck of there being a Blues d-man panicking all around the crease. We can’t figure out what’s got Zach motoring so hard tonight, and conclude it must be that there are scouts in the building. Pookie: “Someone told him there are All Star scouts here tonight. With plastic stars.”
0:00 The period, which pretty roundly sucked, ends with a bit of scrumming deep in the Devils end, and us luxuriating in the words from Forslund, “former Devil Cam Janssen”. We’re not sorry to put that period behind us and move on.
FIRST INTERMISSION
You know what the second stupidest thing in sports we’ve encountered tonight is? That Blersus commercial for the All Star superskills with Ovechkin’s baseball-swing penalty/shootout shot attempt. The way they show the puck bobbling in slow motion, then cut away as if none of us will remember that he whiffed on the baseball swing part of it would crack us up every time if we weren’t already terminally tired of the overmarketing of Ovechkin’s “exuberance”.
SECOND PERIOD
17:23 WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! Just as we are about to get annoyed at the complicated relationship non-Devils-affiliated observers have with giving credit for the team’s success (it’s always either all Marty or all the system in front of him, depending on whether they’re trying to undercut Marty or the skaters), Rolston distracts us by being Johnny-on-the-spot in front of the net to shovel home a rebound from a Clarkaround. 2-2 game.
13:44 This is a much more uptempo period than the first, but we might just be feeling energized by the Devils having scored more so far in the frame than the Blues. That could all come crashing down at any moment.
13:37 We come back from a commercial to see Chris Simpson interviewing Tkachuk. A few days ago Schnookie made a joke out of the blue about Tkachuk being fat (it, uh, takes one to know one, of course), and it took Pookie about a week to get it. So now she very happily exclaims, “Hello, Rollerpig!” as soon as she sees him. Schnookie makes a point of not laughing for at least a week.
13:18 Everything the Devils are doing in this game is, per Eliot, “just Devils hockey”. Pookie suggests before too much longer he’s going to say, “Relentless forecheck, d-men jumping up on the play: it’s all just Devils hockey.” Boomer: “Yup. It’s been working for them for years.”
11:02 The Iron Boar does something not really of note during play, and we start discussing what Pookie calls his “inner ear concussion”. “His little inner ear bell was rung,” she says. Boomer decides the injury was actually “cartoon bluebirds flying out of his ear after having his bell rung,” and Schnookie suggests maybe the infection came from the cartoon birds getting stuck and not being able to get out.
10:48 We get a little in-game highlight reel of hits from this game so far, and Eliot segues into the reel by informing us that “every player has a role to play in Devils hockey”. What that has to do with hitting we have no idea.
8:56 We come back from commercial to see a considerably less-twinkly-than-Boyes Rolston wishing us a happy new year. Simpson tells us Rollie is paying especially close attention to Team USA at the WJC, and for a moment we completely freak out that we’re going to hear that one of the Rolston children is old enough now to be playing there or something, but it’s actually just that his brother is coaching them. Oh, and the Devils are on the PP because Perron got called for interference, but we’re all on our own to know why.
7:04 What the fuck? Crombeen and a cohort get a shorthanded two-on-none, but he settles for a really, really, really bad shot. As Forslund and Eliot try to figure out what Crombeen was thinking shooting that weakly from pretty far out, Boomer states the more obvious question: “Where were all the Devils?”
2:40 Eliot regales us with a pretty amusing tale about how Legace has to buy his kneepads off eBay because he likes the Cooper ones that aren’t made anymore. And apparently after Eliot was wowed to discover Legace still uses them, he went into the Devils dressing room and found out Weekes uses them, too.
1:04 To make up for his partner being interesting, Forslund takes a moment out of his call of some mild Zubrus/Patty/Gio forecheck to inform Blersus’s viewers that Zubrus is “a large man”. We hope he doesn’t get paid for those insights.
0:45 Clemmer stops a rapid-fire Boyes shot from the slot. We grudgingly give him credit for that one, but will point out that he needed a d-man to clear his rebound because he had no idea where the puck was. But who are we to nitpick?
0:00 Well, that was better than the first period, no question. Also, we’re not going to lie: this has been a very entertaining game. There’s no way any other Blues/Devils game has been this zippy, otherwise we’d have remembered.
SECOND INTERMISSION
Crap. Zach is so not going to score 100 points this year, because Keith Jones declares he’s definitely going to. When is Jonesy ever right?
THIRD PERIOD
17:30 Clemmer struggles to stop a shot from the fourth line. Fuck. If Janssen scores tonight, we might have to kill ourselves.
17:00 Eliot tells us Andy Murray, when asked what Janssen brings to the Blues, said that whatever he brought to the Devils he brings to the Blues. He then continues to say that Janssen has worked a lot on his discipline, so he’s not taking stupid penalties anymore. Pookie: “Well, that was what he brought to the Devils, so I don’t know what’s left.”
14:12 Whoa! Greener’s been taking Houdini classes from Paulie or something. Blersus zooms in to give us a big close-up of him carrying the puck out from behind Clemmer’s net, and we are treated to the sight of him struggling on the very edge of control while miraculously skating through three Blues. We doubt he could do that again if he tried.
12:47 What seems like the first Devils chance of the period comes from Oduya, who has a week and a day to skate in from the point, but gets nothing but glass.
12:06 The Madden/Pando line has a fantastic shift, pinning the Blues in their own zone repeatedly, and Pookie cracks that Madden’s saying, “Take this out behind the barn and shoot it!” Eliot declares this is a great example of “Devils hockey” and we declare we should have made a drinking game out of that.
11:01 The Blues just barely miss an open net. We just barely manage not to throw up. When did we get so engrossed in this game?
9:54 Patty gets a bit touch-pass happy and hangs a point man out to dry with a misplaced feed that leads to an odd-man rush the other way. Some moron leaps up in front of the camera with fists triumphantly held above his or her head to celebrate what they’re sure will be a goal, but the Blues don’t even get a shot off. Heh.
9:12 We come back from commercial with the Devils starting a power play for no explained reason, and Chris interviewing JD. Dude, they should never be allowed to interview him during games on any channel, because it’s so sad that he’s not a color guy anymore.
8:12 Ah. It was a too many men penalty by the Blues. JD isn’t happy about it, because he thinks the team needs to not be shooting itself in the foot, or something like that, but he doesn’t need to worry – it’s not like the Devils are going to score here.
7:12 Yeah. The Devils don’t score on the PP.
6:40 EEEEEEE!!! Forslund and Eliot are members of PaulieMartinNation! Or rather, Eliot thinks he’s “underrated” and Forslund says, “Huh”. Clearly they love him.
5:41 WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Plastic star for Zach! WOOOOOOOO!!!! Zach manages to score while getting dragged down and spinning around to chase a loose puck in the crease, and Eliot tells us, “Parise wins the battle because he is willing to battle”. Actually, it’s also because a Blues d-man skates by and shoves the puck through the pile of Zach and Legace, but the BattleZach made that all mostly happen, at least. 3-2 Devils.
4:29 Eliot tells us Zach was “one of the many bright lights of the 2003 Entry Draft”, and Pookie says, “I expected him to say he’s one of the many bright lights that’s typical of Devils hockey.” (He also says that Zach is going to get some serious competition from Ovechkin for the Hart Trophy. Malkin’s like, “Wait, what?”) (And not that we think Zach would stand any chance of serious consideration for the Hart, but Schnookie can’t help but wonder, “If Zach won the Hart, do you think Marty’s head would explode?”)
3:27 WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! Pando! Pando! Pando!!!!!! Rupp bulls down the far wing, and laces a gorgeous pass across the goal mouth for Pando to tip in, making it 4-2 Devils. WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!
1:50 It’s almost comical how incapable of putting pucks into empty nets the Devils are.
1:29 It’s still comical. If their very lives depended on scoring into an empty net, the Devils would still miss.
0:27 It’s less comical now. Steen scores as the Devils struggle against the extra attacker, making it 4-3 Devils.
0:12 Patty clears the puck the length of the ice, and inexplicably doesn’t get called for icing.
0:00 Aaaand… the Devils hang on to win. WOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! And Pando gets the gamewinner! It wasn’t always pretty, but we’ll take it!
You know what’s interesting about John Forslund and Darren Eliot? Absolutely nothing.
Also, the Devils are 0-4-1 since the lockout without Doc AND Chico.
I think “moving on” is the best thing to do in the face of that comment from “John.”
Dear Devils,
Please please pleeeeeeeeease beat the Blues. Please!
Sincerely,
Stars fans.
ROLL-E!
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! Rolston looked a little confused about what it feels like to score a goal.
I think “moving on” is the best thing to do in the face of that comment
Yeeeeeah. Still, it was too funnily stupid not to comment on!
Pookie,
Since he began playing with Blobby, Rolston looks confused about what having two eyebrows looks like.
I like how “Jim-Bob” claims he’s not advocating that Brodeur should be released/traded/waived/locked in a washroom, but counteracts the claim by singing the praises of Clemmensen as the younger, cheaper alternative.
I think “moving on” is the best thing to do in the face of that comment from “John.”
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And dear Stars fans,
We make no promises. When we want to be bad, we can be really, really bad. Also, Scott Clemmensen.
Love,
The Devils
I know, Amy! It’s great! It’s almost as if he’s like, “I’m not saying trade him. Just, you know, waive him.”
Also, Scott Clemmensen.
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Keith Tkachuk sounds distracted by that McDonald’s logo on the end boards.
i wonder if “jason” is really a nomme de guerre being used by glen sather?
Oooh, don, you might be onto something. Glen Sather or Mark Everson.
Man, the Pens aren’t very good. I’m pretty sure Bouche was on the bench for all those goals.
i wonder if “jason” is really a nomme de guerre being used by glen sather?
AAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! That’s GOT to be it!
Man, the Pens aren’t very good. I’m pretty sure Bouche was on the bench for all those goals.
That’s got to be it. There’s no way he was involved. :P
This game sounds much better than the crap I’ve been watching.
Forslund takes a moment out of his call of some mild Zubrus/Patty/Gio forecheck to inform Blersus’s viewers that Zubrus is “a large man”
That seems to be a common observation from the Blersus guys. What do they expect? These are hockey players not horse jockeys. Why is being large such a big deal? I’d love to see these guys do basketball.
These are hockey players not horse jockeys. Why is being large such a big deal?
:^:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: Granted, Zubrus is out there with Gio and Patty, so he seems EXTRA large, but yeah. It’s not a very difficult observation to make.
Oh, and I totally read your comment, mcguffers, as “I’d love to see these guys do baseball“. I was like, “Uhhh… I don’t get it.” I’m not very smrt.
I’m not very smrt.
:^:::::::::::::: Schnookie, I totally called someone s-m-r-t the other day, but the reference went right over her head (which I guess proves my comment was correct)
Whenever the Sabres are on Blersus, it’s always Gaustad, (who’s anywhere from 6’2-6’8 depending on the source) who’s the bohemeth of the game.
I think I spelled behemoth wrong. Maybe I should not be making fun of other people’s intelligence anymore.
Goose is soooo big he’s bohemeth.
Goose is soooo big he’s bohemeth.
If I were some of his teammates, I’d be worried about that bohemeth right now. Dude was pissed after tonight’s game.
And does the St. Louis arena look really dark on anyone else’s TV?
By the way, you mentioned the history of Devils-Blues, I always remember us sort of notoriously, quietly beating St. Louis in 1-goal games. I remember Friesen getting an OT winner there in ’03 and us winning a 1- or 2-goal game against them in ’05.
And does the St. Louis arena look really dark on anyone else’s TV?
Yes! Hugely. This game might as well be in Edmonton!
I think it’s because the ice is neon white. It’s burning my retinas. All I can see of the Devils are pants and shoulders
All I can see of the Devils are pants and shoulders
They’re skating a whole line-up of invisible men tonight.
Oh, and Amy, a Pommers interview would have caused me to kick the tv in.
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
They’re skating a whole line-up of invisible men tonight.
It’s working
DAMN that beautiful Jeff Carter! DAMN HIM!
PANDOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, PANDOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
I cannot believe that there is a guy on the Blues whose last name is a derogatory insult to Polish people. I really hope the Blersus guys are pronouncing it wrong.
Nope. That’s his real name. He used to be one of our prospects. I think it made Ralph and Razor crazy the one game he played for us.
WOOOO!!
Dear Devils,
Thank you very much. Now lose the next one.
Love,
Stars fans.
I think Carey Price did the Superman when he saved Vinny’s shot in the shootout.
Thank you very much. Now lose the next one.
Love,
Stars fans.
No can do!
I think Carey Price did the Superman when he saved Vinny’s shot in the shootout.
I was wondering what that was!
Dear Stars fans,
We better not.
Love,
The Devils
So we tivoed the Tranny Brides to watch on a half-hour delay after our game, and we were getting the feed in GLORIOUS HD, only it didn’t have any sound. So now we’re stuck watching the murky crappy standard feed, and we just zapped soundlessly through the first period. As Boomer tends to say, all in one word, BUMMERDUDE!
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! WOOOOOOOOOO!!!
The empty net thing was very comical. It was almost as if the Devils were like:
“I’m not scoring into the empty net, here, you take it”
“NO! I don’t want the empty netter, you take it!”
I’m hoping almost having the game tied up there will scare the Devils into wanting empty netters going forward!
The empty net was KILLING me because I KNEW they were going to give up at least one more. And they were SO unwilling to score on it! I would love to see what would happen if you locked them all in a small room with an empty net and told them they couldn’t leave until everyone had scored.
And WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!
“Plastic star for Zach!” Yay for Zach! And I think BattleZach should be his new nickname.
“And not that we think Zach would stand any chance of serious consideration for the Hart, but Schnookie can’t help but wonder, “If Zach won the Hart, do you think Marty’s head would explode?”)”
That would be so unbelievably hilarious if Zach won the Hart. It would also be funny if he proved Jonesy right and got 100 points.
It would also be funny if he proved Jonesy right and got 100 points.
Funny or AWESOME? :D
Good morning, everyone! There’s some kind of funky storm front coming through here so my drive to work was punctuated by the coolest clouds EVAH. There were like eight different styles of cloud all jumbled up together, and the sun was rising above them, so they were all kinds of funky colors. There were some that looked just like the bright blue cotton candy you see at fairs. So strange!
Yeah, Devils fans, I’m sorry, we need the win tonight. BADLY.
There were some that looked just like the bright blue cotton candy you see at fairs. So strange!
Oooh, pretty! You know what else is strange? There was like…no traffic at all coming into work this morning. I have to get on one of the busiest freeways in the metroplex to get to work and it was dead this morning. Granted, it’s NYE, but there was traffic on Christmas Eve, for heaven’s sake. It was so bizarre.
I got to work 20 minutes early because of no-traffic.
Yeah, Devils fans, I’m sorry, we need the win tonight. BADLY.
Nope, sorry, nuh-uh. :PPPPPPPPPP
Nope, sorry, nuh-uh. :PPPPPPPPPP
Hmph, well, we’ll see. :D Hopefully it will turn out better than last NYE. But hopefully, they will all still get drunk and then go appear on local TV, like Morrow and Turco did last year.
Yeah, Devils fans, I’m sorry, we need the win tonight. BADLY.
Have you looked at the EC (and especially Atlantic Division) standings lately? It’s a dogfight! We need the win, too, you know! :PPPP
And good morning, everyone! What a day of strange phenomena, with the cotton candy clouds and empty freeways! I’m hoping the strange phenomenon in my life today will include me going home early.
I’m hoping the strange phenomenon in my life today will include me going home early.
I’m keeping my fingers crossed for you! Meanwhile, last night I was like, “Aaaah, all my shifts on the reference desk will be over by 1 tomorrow, and I’ll have the whooooole afternoon for working on my computer classes in peace and quiet at my desk. Oh, dammit! I just know someone is going to call out sick and I’m going to have to cover their afternoon hours!” Guess what? Yup. Someone’s going home sick. I love my job and don’t want a new one, but if I could snap my fingers and make it so that my daily schedule wasn’t so effected by other people’s health problems, I’d be such a happy person.
I could snap my fingers and make it so that my daily schedule wasn’t so effected by other people’s health problems, I’d be such a happy person.
Aww, Pookie, I’m sorry! They can’t have ANYONE else cover those afternoon issues?
We’re closing early today, but I will be staying, mostly to wrap some things up before I’m gone for a few days.
Mainly, I am just ready for 2008 to be over. So I’m thrilled that it’s ending tonight!
Correction — two people have called out. I give up.
So I’m thrilled that it’s ending tonight!
WOOOOO!!!
Correction — two people have called out. I give up.
Pookie, have some internet vodka. I’m so sorry. :(
have some internet vodka.
Thanks, I need it! Particularly after the creepy homeless dude just said I “quote have his permission to go wild tonight”. *shudder*
Particularly after the creepy homeless dude just said I “quote have his permission to go wild tonight”. *shudder*
:O Ugh. UGH! That’s so gross. Do you have to deal with creepy homeless people all day long?!
Pookie, I’m so sorry! That’s awful! I’ll send you some internet rum to go with that internet vodka. Just because you have that guy’s permission to go wild. :P
Just because you have that guy’s permission to go wild. :P
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So… Does anyone have any hot plans tonight? I know I’ve got a date with some garlic bread soup, some quilt pieces, a game diary, and a Devils win. :P
I know I’ve got a date with some garlic bread soup, some quilt pieces, a game diary, and a Devils win. :P
I believe my night involves…free tickets to a Stars/Devils matchup from a coworker.
It also involves beer and arena food, I am surmising.
Also, garlic bread soup sounds eighty KINDS of delicious. That’s my kind of soup right there :D.
You’re going to be at the game, Caitlin? Fun! (I think Pam and Val are going to be there, too.)
(I think Pam and Val are going to be there, too.)
Aww, that’s right! I had forgotten! I would say hello..but… I have no idea where they are or what they look like. :D
Yeah, I originally had vastly different plans for NYE, but they got cancelled, and my coworker actually was like, “Please take these tickets, I won’t use them”.
Does anyone have any hot plans tonight? I know I’ve got a date with some garlic bread soup, some quilt pieces, a game diary, and a Devils win.
I’ve got a date with some breaded chicken breasts, some cauliflower, my knitting and maybe some Shrek 2.
Tomorrow is the Rose Parade, the Ice Bowl and the Sabres/Leafs game. And knitting.
I lead such an exciting life.
We played the Blues two years ago in NJ and lost. we should have won but… Well, I live in St. Louis now and wold like to start a petition to have the Devils play the Blues more often. What do ya think? My wife was at the game in NJ and was appalled by the fans saying “where the hell is st louis anyway?” Can anybody here find St. Louis on a map? I must admit before I came here for grad school I could not place it on a map.
Amy, your NYE sounds heavenly! And exciting! (By my standards, of course. :D)
And Caitlin, that’s so cool you’re going to be at the game tonight! Say hi to the boys for me! I hope they don’t make you cry too hard with the beating they lay on the Stars. :P
Michael, I have to admit, I kind of know the general vicinity St. Louis is in, but wouldn’t want to bet my life I could put it on a map. That said, I’ve always been under the impression that I’d like living there. And after how good last night’s game was, I am all in favor of more games in St. Louis! Especially since I know there will be at least one Devils fan there to enjoy the wins. :D
I must admit before I came here for grad school I could not place it on a map.
St. Louis is a little like Milwaukee for me — I’m constantly surprised at where it is on a map, but I couldn’t tell you where I thought it should have been instead!
I lead such an exciting life.
Yeah, me too. The highlight of my day has been getting the new Jayne Ann Krentz book on hold at the library. As if that wasn’t good enough, I find out the heroine is a librarian! And then I scanned the book in and discovered that no one else has checked it out yet, so I can read it in bed without worrying about grody previous-patron cooties! Even better! (Uh… and by “grody previous-patron cooties” I mean “Support your local public library!”)
Good morning IPB! Happy New Years and Merry Christmas and all that! (I haven’t been around in a while, I figured I’d better cover all my bases.) Hope everyone is doing well…even thought the stupid Crapitals beat up on the Sabres last night.
There were like eight different styles of cloud all jumbled up together, and the sun was rising above them, so they were all kinds of funky colors. There were some that looked just like the bright blue cotton candy you see at fairs. So strange!
Schnookie, it’s funny, I had a similar experience last night driving home from work. It was about 5:00 so the sun was setting behind me. It was a really colorful sunset, all orange and red and yellow…very nice. Anyway, I was on the freeway downtown and coming up in front of me was a gigantic fog bank. So I had this picturesque sunset behind me and a blue/gray fog in front of me. Everyone already had their lights on, but it wasn’t quite dark out, so you could see the long string of head/tail lights disappearing into the fog. Very very strange.
Uh… and by “grody previous-patron cooties” I mean “Support your local public library!”
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Hey andrew! Happy all those holidays to you too! I hope your Christmas was a good one!
That’s so cool about the sunset/fog combo!
and by “grody previous-patron cooties” I mean “Support your local public library!”
Hee.
andrew, if you can, go watch the post game interviews on sabres.com. The Level 5 meltdowns coming from Goose and Crunchy are magnificent.
Okay, my boss told me to hit the road, so I’m outta here! See y’all in a few minutes!
(And it’s snowing here! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!) (By “snowing” I mean “flurrying”, but still!)
Happy all those holidays to you too! I hope your Christmas was a good one!
It was! Except I got sick and was laid up on Monday. It’s all good though, gave me a chance to finally finish up Mariokart. Sounds like everyone here had a great weekend!
So… Does anyone have any hot plans tonight? I know I’ve got a date with some garlic bread soup, some quilt pieces, a game diary, and a Devils win.
That sounds nice. I was going to make BBQ pulled pork sandwiches tonight, watch the Sharks game, and maybe go to the neighbors house for their party. So, I left the pork out on the kitchen counter. All night. Obviously, I have to adjust my plans accordingly. Bonehead move, for sure.
if you can, go watch the post game interviews on sabres.com. The Level 5 meltdowns coming from Goose and Crunchy are magnificent.
Will do. It’s about time we had a meltdown or two. The team is playing like ass. I wish Rivet would hurry back.
It’s all good though, gave me a chance to finally finish up Mariokart.
Congratulations! You unlocked everyone and everything? Coolio! We got Toadette for Boomer but she was unimpressed.
You unlocked everyone and everything?
Yes! It’s a glamorous life I lead, I know. But now I have a little star next to my name when I race, so I got that going for me.
We got Toadette for Boomer but she was unimpressed.
Dangit! Oh well…I guess you can’t improve on perfection huh? And by perfection I mean Toad’s sad face, obviously.
Well, I think Boomer had set out to refuse Toadette no matter how awesome she was, so don’t feel bad.
So we tivoed the Tranny Brides to watch on a half-hour delay after our game, and we were getting the feed in GLORIOUS HD, only it didn’t have any sound. So now we’re stuck watching the murky crappy standard feed, and we just zapped soundlessly through the first period. As Boomer tends to say, all in one word, BUMMERDUDE!
My center ice feed was also AWFUL! It felt like the players were so far away they were under the sea, and they decided to not even show me the Gagne hit or the very foxy fight between Bieksa and Richards. Instead I got about 5 minutes of a Flyer sitting in the penalty box and the Philly guys taking about kevlar foot protectors. Thwn my internet ceased to work so luckily I was saved from seeing my team lose.
Oh and hey everyone!
Well, I think Boomer had set out to refuse Toadette no matter how awesome she was
Haha…That must be where you and Schnookie get it from.
Amy, those interviews were pretty good. Goose is flippin’ pissed. Ryan was pretty funny too, calling out the media like he did. He’s so catty sometimes.
You guys my team is cursed! Cursed I tell you! The hockey gods hate me. Sanford’s now out with a sore groin. And we picked up LABARBERA. LABARBERA and a wee rookie goalie. The hockey gods are all “You picked his baldiness and now have more than enough goal support for your goalies? Well HAHA we’re going to treat the goalies groins like a violent puck bunny would”
very foxy fight between Bieksa and Richards
Oooh, it was tres foxy. Tres, tres foxy. Sorry about the rest of the game, though! And I’m super sorry about Labarbera.
So, I left the pork out on the kitchen counter. All night. Obviously, I have to adjust my plans accordingly.
If your house is as cold as ours is at night, that would SO not be a problem. :P (I hope. I’ve made stock with turkey necks and backs that I’ve left out overnight. Food safety is not a huge priority at stately IPB Manor. And that said, you’re all invited over to eat any time you want! :P)
Congrats on finishing MarioKart, andrew! We’ve all learned from Zach that having a little star next to your name is VERY good thing.
Haha…That must be where you and Schnookie get it from.
No, the acorn did not fall far from the tree, that’s for sure. (Boomer decided the other night that she irrationally hated everything about Darryl Reaugh while we were watching the Stars broadcast, and every single thing he said, no matter how benign, was met by an exasperated gargle from her. Finally Pookie snapped, and every single exasperated gargle was met by Pookie snarling, “DON’T LISTEN TO HIM, THEN.”)
alix, I’m so sorry about your goalies! I’m sure it’ll be fine, though. I mean, LaBarbera isn’t COMPLETE puke, is he? And look at the Devils — Clemmensen IS complete puke, but the team’s playing so well in front of him now that it hasn’t mattered. Yet.
And that fight between Richards and Bieksa was CRAZY hott.
Good midday IPB and Happy New Year’s Eve! I am off today and still in my pjs!!!
Our NYE plans are to make chili and s’mores and live blog the Stars beating the Devils. Err, I mean the Stars playing the Devils. :P
Hmph, well, we’ll see. :D Hopefully it will turn out better than last NYE. But hopefully, they will all still get drunk and then go appear on local TV, like Morrow and Turco did last year.
Oh, I hope so. I’m counting on slightly drunken Stars to ring in the new year.
I am off today and still in my pjs!!!
Sweet! I’m home and in my PJs now, too! And it’s snowing! (But don’t tell Pookie — she’s still at work. :P)
I can’t wait to read your live blog of the Devils beating the Stars. It’s gonna rawk. :P
(Boomer decided the other night that she irrationally hated everything about Darryl Reaugh
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! But…there really is an awful lot to love about Razor!
I’ve made stock with turkey necks and backs that I’ve left out overnight.
Hmm. I think if you’re making stock out of it there’s no concern at all, really. (That being said, your stock making, I am envious of it. I have not yet had the heart to try. Do you guys freeze your stock in ice cube trays, per some people’s recommendations?)
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! But…there really is an awful lot to love about Razor!
She periodically finds him annoyingly smug, or can’t deal with his misuses of five-dollar words. For the most part, though, the official IPB stance on Razor is that he’s good. :D
As for the stock, I resisted making it for ages, and it took some getting used to when I started using it for the many, many soups we eat, but it’s so worth it. I don’t know how I went so many years eating canned/boxed broth. It’s a big step to take, I know, but once you do it, you won’t go back! And you won’t regret it, I promise! :D (I did the ice cube thing once, and then realized that I almost never need just an ice cube’s worth of stock. I’m always making things that call for 4-8 cups of it, so I freeze it in 4-cup and 2-cup tupperwares. The amounts of stock I use for my soups is not an exact science.)
Boomer decided the other night that she irrationally hated everything about Darryl Reaugh
How can you hate Razor?!? Well, on second thought, I can see how that could happen. But, he really can be quite delightful if you are in the right frame of mind for him. That said, I have a very high tolerance level for silliness and laugh way too easily, so I’m probably not the best critic.
How can you hate Razor?!?
I think she was just spoiling to get an irrational hate on, that’s all! I was just trying to point out that we come by our irrational, baseless hatreds of things and people totally honestly! :P
It’s a big step to take, I know, but once you do it, you won’t go back!
I have two chicken carcasses in the freezer for precisely this purpose, but I just keep putting it off, so I guess, maybe this weekend is a good weekend to start? Heh.
can’t deal with his misuses of five-dollar words
I always want to send him nastily worded e-mails about his misuse of words, or his repetition of stuff that just gets old (“silica-based environmental interface” for glass, for example) but then he turns around and does something that overjoys me so much I forget to e-mail him. Hmph.
Oooh, it was tres foxy. Tres, tres foxy.
And that fight between Richards and Bieksa was CRAZY hott.
Daaaamn. It really was. I love when Bieksa fights.
Sorry about the rest of the game, though!
Thanks! And well, at least it was a really entertaining game. It’s not like my guys played bad. They just couldn’t get that extra goal. And I’m pleased the only took ONE minor. I was like one of those annoying over positive parents. “Oh Hank! Good boy!” “That’s right O’Brien, you don’t have to elbow guys to feel good about yourself! You’re a STAR!”
And yeah, Barbie’s not totally horrible, I suppose. And he’s a local boy so maybe he’ll be extra pumped for playing in Vancouver. I just thought Lui would be back by now, you know? “Whimpers*
does something that overjoys me
GRR! It’s the Razor curse! I can’t even use REGULAR words correctly. Sigh.
I was like one of those annoying over positive parents. “Oh Hank! Good boy!” “That’s right O’Brien, you don’t have to elbow guys to feel good about yourself! You’re a STAR!”
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I just thought Lui would be back by now, you know? “Whimpers*
Hmph. ::Flips through calendar to count the WEEKS left until March…::
I have two chicken carcasses in the freezer for precisely this purpose, but I just keep putting it off, so I guess, maybe this weekend is a good weekend to start?
No time like the present! (In fact, I’m about to start a pot with the turkey back and neck I got at the store on Monday. :D)
I get it. I think I’m the opposite and have totally irrational and baseless loves of things and people including Razor. That being said, I just finished reading Twilight because I like to see what my child is reading and I admit I was curious to see what all the talk was about. I can safely say I am definitely not a Twi-Mom. I do not have an irrational, baseless love for Twilight. If that is their definition of “pure, true love” then there are some seriously sick and confused people out there. Bleh.
GRR! It’s the Razor curse! I can’t even use REGULAR words correctly. Sigh.
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If that is their definition of “pure, true love” then there are some seriously sick and confused people out there. Bleh.
HAHAHAHA! Be careful who you say that around. :P
If that is their definition of “pure, true love” then there are some seriously sick and confused people out there. Bleh.
MYRA, YOUR WHOLE LIFE IS A LIE! My god, can’t you see the EPIC ROMANCE?
(It gets better. Well, it gets worse, but the running joke Cat & I have is that “Twilight means never having to say you’re kidding”.)
(In fact, I’m about to start a pot with the turkey back and neck I got at the store on Monday. :D)
Woo hoo! We’ll both be stock making superstars this weekend, I suppose! :D
Hmph. ::Flips through calendar to count the WEEKS left until March…::
Awwww shucks! I’m so sorry @@@@. I shouldn’t be whining about after the all star break to Devils fans.
Awwww shucks! I’m so sorry @@@@. I shouldn’t be whining about after the all star break to Devils fans.
Hee hee! I’m just giving you a hard time. :P
If your house is as cold as ours is at night, that would SO not be a problem.
Yeah, you’re probably right. We leave the thermostat at 60 when we go to bed. I’m thinking that’s a bit too warm. I’m no food safety nazi either, but no matter how you cut it, 8 hours at 60-65 degrees spells trichinosis to me. Had I left in out in the garage, it would be simmering as we speak.
Good midday IPB and Happy New Year’s Eve! I am off today and still in my pjs!!
Woot! Go Myra! Glad to see your boys are playing well again (but I have to admit, I’m especially glad that they aren’t playing well enough to beat the Sharks. Yet.).
I was just trying to point out that we come by our irrational, baseless hatreds of things and people totally honestly!
That’s awesome. I think we all do that to some degree. Apparently it’s handed down genetically!
I’m no food safety nazi either, but no matter how you cut it, 8 hours at 60-65 degrees spells trichinosis to me.
What, are you chicken? Live dangerously, man! :P
8 hours at 60-65 degrees spells trichinosis to me. Had I left in out in the garage, it would be simmering as we speak.
But if you’re making stock and simmering consistently above a certain temperature, doesn’t that kind of kill all the bacteria?
It gets better. Well, it gets worse, but the running joke Cat & I have is that “Twilight means never having to say you’re kidding”.
I can believe that.
Be careful who you say that around.
Sorry, I should probably refer to it as BliMoms and Blilight. It also seems more appropriate. Middle-aged women going gaa-gaa over a teen romance. It’s just wrong.
Caitlin, my stock is on the stove RIGHT NOW. It’s just that easy!
Caitlin, my stock is on the stove RIGHT NOW. It’s just that easy!
OOH! I think I’m going to use Alton Brown’s recipe. Me likey.
How long do you let yours go?
Sorry, I should probably refer to it as BliMoms and Blilight.
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The book “Blilight” is all about the quest “to blaaaaathe”.
What, are you chicken? Live dangerously, man!
I know right?! I filled my danger quota this week when I tore the tag off of my mattress, I don’t wanna tempt fate.
Seriously though, I don’t have a problem cooking and eating funky smelling meat. Just gotta burn it on the grill. (when I worked at a grocery store meat dept. I learned that all of the rotisserie chickens are just birds that smelled to bad to sell fresh). But this time, I played it safe.
But if you’re making stock and simmering consistently above a certain temperature, doesn’t that kind of kill all the bacteria?
Yeah, but I’m not making stock. I’d be slow cooking it at a very low temp.
Either way, no big deal. We’ll just be having grilled chicken breast sandwiches instead!
The book “Blilight” is all about the quest “to blaaaaathe”.
“Do I blazzle you?”
How long do you let yours go?
It depends on how much attention I’m paying. :D (Normally I use a whole chicken, because my store doesn’t often have moderately-priced parts and we don’t have roast chicken often enough to have carcasses on hand, so I judge the doneness of my stock by whether the chicken is falling apart. That generally takes an hour or hour and a half. But I’ve been known to forget I have a pot on the stove and let it go longer.)
How does Alton suggest making it?
Schnookie, here’s the recipe. I only ask because he recommends six to eight hours on the stove. Damn, dude:
http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/alton-brown/chicken-stock-recipe/index.html
I filled my danger quota this week when I tore the tag off of my mattress, I don’t wanna tempt fate.
Wow! You ARE living dangerously!
“Do I blazzle you?”
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So sorry about your pork, andrew. I hate to see good pork go to waste. Sigh. I did that with some pork tamales one time. So sad.
Woot! Go Myra! Glad to see your boys are playing well again (but I have to admit, I’m especially glad that they aren’t playing well enough to beat the Sharks. Yet.).
And yes, it is a huge relief to see the Stars playing so well. The Sharks are playing incredible, as you know. Nabokov was amazing the other night. Also, I like the way you said “Yet.”
Wow. Alton’s a lot more intense than I am. That… comes as no surprise. :P (I don’t ever let my stock get to the point where I have to add more water. I just simmer it until it looks like at least some stock-y goodness has been imbued from the poultry and veggies, and then we’re good to go.)
Sigh. I did that with some pork tamales one time. So sad.
Dude, that’s TERRIBLY sad!
I just simmer it until it looks like at least some stock-y goodness has been imbued from the poultry and veggies, and then we’re good to go.)
I think I like your way better. :D
Nabokov was amazing the other night.
::grumbles:: That fake Russian is way too talented.
Incidentally, -Ookies, did y’all see the thing on Puck Daddy about Ovechkin’s Maxim article? I figure it would fill your Ovechkin-loving souls with joy.
“Do I blazzle you?”
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I figure it would fill your Ovechkin-loving souls with joy.
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-Ookies, did y’all see the thing on Puck Daddy about Ovechkin’s Maxim article?
Oh yeah. Yeah, I saw it. ::eyeroll:: There was nothing new in the article, except the chew, which is surprising only because you’d think the team would care more about the health of the guy they’re paying a lot of money to for the next 8,000 years. I’m more annoyed by the All-Star Game commercial celebrating his triumphant FAILED attempted at a baseball swing. There are SO MANY players in the NHL right now who visibly love hockey as much as he does. Please, NHL and Blersus, find another talking point with him, m’kay?
So sorry about your pork, andrew. I hate to see good pork go to waste.
I know, me too. But, it was a crappy cut so I didn’t lose out on too much money. Had it been a tenderloin, I might have thought twice.
Also, I like the way you said “Yet.”
Freakin’ Stars. They always seem to have the Sharks’ number. That’s why it doesn’t matter how well they’re playing. The Stars always bring their A game. That’s why I said “yet”!
Although without Zubov and Morrow in the lineup, the Stars are a hell of a lot easier to play against.
Incidentally, -Ookies, did y’all see the thing on Puck Daddy about Ovechkin’s Maxim article?
Heh. Yeah. It’s all the same old shit about Ovechkin, but cast in the light of, “You know, this guy’s kind of a jerk” instead of, “Isn’t he adorably brash? And he talks funny, too! Squee!” News flash: Ovechkin’s kind of a jerk. :P
News flash: Ovechkin’s kind of a jerk. :P
His agent’s kind of a jerk, too. Ick.
His agent’s kind of a jerk, too. Ick.
Well, he’s a sports agent. That means he’s a jerk. :D
There was nothing new in the article, except the chew, which is surprising only because you’d think the team would care more about the health of the guy they’re paying a lot of money to for the next 8,000 years.
For all we know, the team could have said something. Or decided that it’s not their battle to fight. Or, when they realized the scope of items he could be chewing, smoking, snorting or blowing, came to the conclusion that chew isn’t that big of a deal in comparison.
Speaking of chew, I am convinced that Ribeiro had a pinch in his lip in the post-game scrum the other night. I DO NOT like to think that any of them are dipping. It’s bad enough that Zubie smokes. But dipping is even grosser.
I agree, Patty. I realize plenty of hockey players do dip, but I’d just much rather remain ignorant. It’s just really gross. :D
My little emoticon there has a lip full of tobacco. Just to illustrate its grossness. :P
I realize plenty of hockey players do dip, but I’d just much rather remain ignorant. It’s just really gross.
Seconded!
I would rather not know either. A lot of the boys (and scarily, some of the girls) dipped in my small town high school. It was disgusting.
I don’t think I’ve ever had any first-hand experience with dip. Which is why I was so grossed out when I became a baseball fan. We were fond of the Braves at the time (because they were on the TV all the time), and I remember Chipper Jones was all, “I’m going to quit tobacco, because I discovered fuzzy growths in my mouth during the offseason.” Then the fuzzy growths were determined to be benign, so he didn’t quit with the chew. And I was still stuck on “fuzzy growths in his mouth” — “fuzzy growths in his mouth” — and didn’t really care whether they were cancerous or not. That’s just SO DISGUSTING. Now that’s the very first thing I think of when I think of chewing tobacco. Fuzzy growths, baby! Fuzzy growths!
News flash: Ovechkin’s kind of a jerk. :P
Hee! I did rather love that all the Caps bloggers were up in arms about how the journalist spun the article completely! Nope. Ovechkin couldn’t actually just be a dick face :D
Oh and the worst the Canucks do is overdose on trips to IKEA and pickled herring. I just know it. :P
Well, he’s a sports agent. That means he’s a jerk. :D
Not former sports agents, right? Mike Gillis’s glare makes me want to pee myself, but I’m sure he’s actually very nice. Hee.
I did rather love that all the Caps bloggers were up in arms about how the journalist spun the article completely! Nope. Ovechkin couldn’t actually just be a dick face
That cracked me up! It’s all the same behavior they all celebrate as part of Ovechkin’s unparalleled lovable personality, only written up by someone who wasn’t charmed by him. The HORROR!
Oh and the worst the Canucks do is overdose on trips to IKEA and pickled herring. I just know it.
Same with the Devils. They’re all a bunch of angels. Some of them might go a bit too heavy on their warm milk before bedtime, but other than that? Not a vice in sight. :P
Not former sports agents, right?
Of, of course. “Former” means he’s reformed. I mean, they’re practically spelled the same way, “former” and “reform”. :P
Now that’s the very first thing I think of when I think of chewing tobacco. Fuzzy growths, baby! Fuzzy growths!
I had forgotten completely about Chipper’s fuzzy growths because my chaw association was shifted from “fuzzy growths” to “entire half of jaw missing” thanks to meeting our new HR manager two years ago. DIS-gusting.
I had forgotten completely about Chipper’s fuzzy growths because my chaw association was shifted from “fuzzy growths” to “entire half of jaw missing” thanks to meeting our new HR manager two years ago.
Are you SERIOUS??? That’s so gross! (My HR manager is, like, a glamorous supermodel. I am having major cognitive dissonance thinking of a jawless HR manager now…)
Same with the Devils. They’re all a bunch of angels. Some of them might go a bit too heavy on their warm milk before bedtime, but other than that? Not a vice in sight.
And the same with the Sabres. The worst my wannabe fashionistas do is fight over the locker room copies of “Men’s Vogue” and “In Style.” And maybe have flour fights when baking cookies with kids for charity. That’s it. Otherwise, they’re as pure as Ivory soap.
Nope. Ovechkin couldn’t actually just be a dick face
Oh, and yeah, EXACTLY! It really was funny. Go ahead, blame the writer for the fact that Ovie’s a jackass. We’ll all believe it because every time Ovie throws a big hit and grins that gap-toothed grin* fairydust falls from the sky and enchants us.
*Gap-toothed grin does not include enchanting fairydust in the Bobby Clarke model.
Are you SERIOUS??? That’s so gross!
Yup. There was much “would you like some jaw with your tea?” going on.
And maybe have flour fights when baking cookies with kids for charity.
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There was much “would you like some jaw with your tea?” going on.
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Fuzzy growths?? That’s disGUSTing! Baseball players are idiots.
I realize I have no room to be picky, but I always vowed that I would never marry a guy that dipped. Aaannnd I haven’t. :D
(I used to know a girl that wanted to quit smoking, so turned to skoal instead. Ick.)
I realize I have no room to be picky, but I always vowed that I would never marry a guy that dipped. Aaannnd I haven’t.
It was probably a very narrow escape, too! :P
It’s very, very windy here, and our satellite keeps blinking on and off. This better not be a problem tonight!
Aaannnd I haven’t. :D
Congratulations! :D
I never actually got a proposal from a dipper, but I was ready! :P
The white noise of the heat/air in the office just stopped. That usually means it’s very late and nobody’s around. Should I leave?
I never actually got a proposal from a dipper, but I was ready! :P
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And yes. Yes you should leave. If anyone asks, tell them I told you to.
Did you practice in the mirror, to make sure you’d have it down perfectly?
Exactly. I wanted to make clear the consequences of smokeless tobacco. If anybody asked.
I wanted to make clear the consequences of smokeless tobacco. If anybody asked.
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Ovie’s like, “Noooo! Patty (in Dallas) will never marry me!”
The Kid and I are about to dash off to the grocery store but I just wanted to send a news flash out to Patty and Caitlin that the Stars have called up Ivan Vishwhatever. Even Heika doesn’t know what to make of that. Perhaps Daley is hurt?
End of newsflash, back to you, Ookies, and I am out of here. Until later that is! Go Stars!
Have fun at the grocery store and GO DEVILS! :PPPPP
Have fun at the store, Myra! I hope it’s not as crazy as my grocery store was at noon!
And GO DEVILS, indeed!
Ovie’s like, “Noooo! Patty (in Dallas) will never marry me!”
Although I think this wouldn’t work out anyway, seeing’s how Patty isn’t Rooshian.
Although I think this wouldn’t work out anyway, seeing’s how Patty isn’t Rooshian.
This is a really good point. :P
(And on that note, I’m off to take a nap. To those of you who won’t be around tonight, Happy New Year!)
Have a nice nap! Pleasant dreams of iron boars and kidnapped Clemmers.
We called up Vishnevskiy? Really? That dude?
There is only one emoticon that I can think of: :{
I like Vishnevskiy, I just don’t think he’s quite NHL ready yet. Crap.
Have a nice nap, Schnookie!
Although I think this wouldn’t work out anyway, seeing’s how Patty isn’t Rooshian.
So true. And I’m easily annoyed by red-light runners.
Happy New Year everyone! I’m an hour into my 2009, and so far it hasn’t been too bad. Snow and fireworks and if the temperatures hold, skating on the canals tomorrow. Funfunfun.
(but, one complaint: why God why does this game not start till 8:30??? I was all about staying up and watching and ringing in the new year with a hockey game, but that’s just WAY beyond my bedtime. Boo)
Happy New Year to you, Mags! It’s like your from the future! Hee! Sorry about the game being so late, though!
RAWR. I just saw a Cormier interview. That accent and that face! That is one foxy baby Devil.
It’s like your from the future!
If only. Then I could go to sleep in peace, knowing what hockey would bring us tonight.
Snow and fireworks and if the temperatures hold, skating on the canals tomorrow.
One of my Dutch coworkers mentioned that the canals were freezing over there. That would be so fun!
That is one foxy baby Devil.
That’s what I like to hear!
Well, I heard the first NYE random gunshot. Party time!
Well, I heard the first NYE random gunshot. Party time!
I didn’t think you could hear me from there.
This Tavares kid might be good at hockey.
Ummm this Canada/US game is absolutely BONKERS.