Dear Devils,
Fuck you too.
Coldly,
The Ookies
July 21, 2010 by Schnookie
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This is really pissing me off. Part of the unique joy of being a Devils fan is knowing that the team doesn’t give a fuck about your happiness, but it just seems like this is taking it a bit too far.
What a dick move. Although as a non-Devils fan I find it kind of hilarious. (That hilarity is tempered by the fact that I know it is causing my Devils fan friends displeasure. I’m amused and sympathetic. I swear.)
What Meg said.
Ditto.
I’m just gonna sit up here with my AARP checking line, and enjoy the non drama of a Sabres off season.
Thanks for the sympathy, guys.
Although as a non-Devils fan I find it kind of hilarious.
Sigh. I wish I could be safely perched in some other fanbase so I could also find this riotously funny. Sadly, down here where we’re being shat upon, I literally can’t sleep because my mind is racing with all the things I wish I could say to whoever made the decision about going ahead with the press conference. I mean, first of all, I fully put forth that WAY too much of me cares WAY too much about something as stupid as professional ice hockey. But that said, I’m a really cynical fan. I don’t feel like there’s much a team OWES its fans. Like, there’s 82 games. They owe them that. And a certain amount of ethical business practices (of course, I work in the pharmaceutical industry, so my idea of “ethical” is pretty loose. I’m talking about not being pedophiles. Or engaging in human trafficking. Or committing international war crimes. It’s not a hugely high standard of conduct I’m looking for). And I feel like there should be at least a moderate promise of not causing deliberate emotional battery. Owners moving teams is a betrayal. Owners selling to new ownership groups that will move the teams is betrayal. The emotional blackmail that goes with trying to secure public funding for new arenas is betrayal. And in a teensy, tiny sense, something like this situation is, in my reckoning, a betrayal of the team-fan trust. Like, I can distance myself from the idea of having Kovalchuk on the team or not, and I can distance myself from whatever the actual contract means, but the decision to have that press conference and make the big showy announcement? I can’t get away from that.
I have the scene stuck in my head from Quiz Show where Herb Stempel lets slip to his wife that he got the answers to “21″ in advance. He’s ranting, “Let them believe whatever they want. What do I care? What do I care if a bunch of saps –” and she interrupts, utterly crushed, “I was one of those saps, Herbert.” Whatever the outcome of this whole dumb situation is, however painfully or not it plays out, whether I’m right back to cheering ardently for the Devils again come October, at least during the whole fraud of the team’s trumpeting a contract they knew was being rejected by the league, I was one of those saps.
Sadly, down here where we’re being shat upon, I literally can’t sleep because my mind is racing with all the things I wish I could say to whoever made the decision about going ahead with the press conference.
Oh, that’s the worst. I hate it SO much when that happens. Particularly when I know there’s no way I’m actually going to get to say any of those things to the assholes preventing me from sleeping.
the decision to have that press conference and make the big showy announcement?
Which makes you wonder if it was the hockey side of things that decided to hold the presser anyway? Or was PR/marketing driving the press conference train and the hockey ops people were powerless to stop it?
It’s just a horrible situation all around. The Devils fans get put through the ringer, fans of the rest of the league are complaining that they have to hear about this guy’s contract AGAIN, the Devils management looks like a bunch of buffoons (when before they were pretty cromulent) and the Devils players might hold some bitterness about showing up for a fake presser.
first of all, I fully put forth that WAY too much of me cares WAY too much about something as stupid as professional ice hockey. But that said, I’m a really cynical fan. I don’t feel like there’s much a team OWES its fans. Like, there’s 82 games. They owe them that. And a certain amount of ethical business practices
I totally agree with you.
I was one of those saps too.
Particularly when I know there’s no way I’m actually going to get to say any of those things to the assholes preventing me from sleeping.
I KNOW! This is totally the story of my life, too. Especially the “lying in bed awake because I’ve just thought of the BEST comeback for that fight I had with that ex-friend four years ago”. Heh. Anyway, it was a short night of sleep for me last night, but the imaginary Devils management that lives in my head got raked over the coals something awful. They are SO sorry now. :P
Pam, I suppose I can take solace in not being a sap alone. :D (I realize there are probably all kinds of justifications the Devils have for going ahead with the announcement, and I’m sure they’ll never tell me any of them, just the way they never told me why Claude Julien got fired [besides "duh", of course], but I don’t care. It’s a relatively small thing to be pissed about, in the grand scheme, but it doesn’t change that I’m pissed!)
And good morning, everyone!
Amen to everything you said, Schnookie. “Quiz Show” is a really great analogy for what we’re dealing with here. And it’s only making me more depressed. I guess we can’t all be Chuckles The Clown.
I guess we can’t all be Chuckles The Clown.
:^::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: Next time I run into Lou I’m going to ask him, “So pure it floats?” And he’ll be like, “WTF? That’s not at all applicable.” And I’ll be like, “Whatever, Lou.” It’s going to be beautiful. And scathing. He’s gonna be sorry!
It’s going to be beautiful. And scathing. He’s gonna be sorry!
And I’m going to be all, “Did you say Emily Dickinson?!” And he’s gonna be all, “Wha-huh?”
Lou can’t WAIT to run into us!
And I’m going to be all, “Did you say Emily Dickinson?!” And he’s gonna be all, “Wha-huh?”
and then i’ll say “JackassSayWhat?”
and he’ll say “What?”
and i’ll laugh.
Good one, Ken!
Oooh, Ken, we’ve got him on the run now!
here’s my take,
everyone wanted Kovalchuk, Lamoriello wanted to offer the standard 5 year contract, van der Beek over-rode him and said whatever he asks for, make it 17 years, Lamoriello had to do what the boss man said even though it went against everything he believed in.
and now we’re paying the price of having the money over-ride the brains.
the Devils players might hold some bitterness about showing up for a fake presser
This to me is the $64,000 question. Were Kovy and the Devils who showed up for this in on the joke or not? If I was Langenbrunner who flew halfway across the country for this and wasn’t told of this beforehand, I would be pretty pissed. (I would also be a pretty bad captain with questionable leadership skills). I can only think that the Devils were bluffing the NHL hoping they wouldn’t void the contract after their big showy press conference just like how Dallas started celebrating their Stanley Cup win in ’99 without waiting for any goal review. The problem with my theory is that the Devils would have been sure to get the press conference televised if that was their aim and it was not.
(I would also be a pretty bad captain with questionable leadership skills).
:^:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: Thanks for that laugh. I needed it! :D
(I would also be a pretty bad captain with questionable leadership skills)
:^:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: I’m not going to bother feeling sorry for the players getting dragged out of their summer vacations for the dog-and-pony show. I mean, they’ve been sitting back on the beach sipping margaritas for MONTHS now because they SUCKED in the playoffs. I’m glad Lou’s putting them to work! In fact, when I look at it this way, I want them to stage big phony press conferences EVERY DAY! Heh heh.
i also believe the press conference was the money over-riding the brains.
someone like Lamoriello does not change his ways without being pressured. I would say anything that made us go “huh?” about his actions, was probably out of his hands.
from the trade to the contract to the press conference, non of this was classic Lamoriello.
just like how Dallas started celebrating their Stanley Cup win in ’99 without waiting for any goal review.
… now I’m sad…
I actually thought the trade was pretty classic Lou. He didn’t shy away from savvy blockbuster deals back in the day, and he didn’t shy away from surprising deals either. I mean, remember Mogilny?
… now I’m sad…
Well, it’s only fair. We keep hearing Sabres fans saying how funny this whole Kovalchuk sitch is, and we can’t help but lash out! :P
We keep hearing Sabres fans saying how funny this whole Kovalchuk sitch is, and we can’t help but lash out!
We’re just shocked that our fucked up organization didn’t try this shit first. Besides, you guys can dry your tears with your numurous Stanley Cup banners.
In the sense that you feel like a sap, I’m pissed that this contract business isn’t over yet. If it’s true that all these other teams are holding off on deals and trades until Mr. Not-Making-Me-Chuckle-Right-Now signs a damn piece of paper, then I’m pissed at the whole Devils office right now that Derek Roy is STILL A MUTHAFUGGIN SABRE.
I’m pissed at the whole Devils office right now that Derek Roy is STILL A MUTHAFUGGIN SABRE.
:^::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: Hey now! Don’t pin that on us! :P
Well there’s gotta be some reason the Maple Leafs aren’t trading Kaberle to us for him!!
This is completely off topic, but when I signed onto my laptop this morning, my homepage automatically told me the temp in Buffalo. 12 hours before, it automatically told me the temp in Rochester. My computer just KNOWS where I am. And by computer, I mean something the size of a textbook that doesn’t require a power or internet cord. I remember a time when, if you were meeting someone at the mall, you had to pre-arrange a meeting destination because we didn’t have cell phones. If you were going to a friend’s house for the first time, you had to get directions from her!. Now, I can call my friend while I’m shopping, see if she wants to go to dinner, and find a restaurant in my gps. Machines control my life.
That stuff in Terminator is going to happen.
(I’m not high. I swear.)
Well there’s gotta be some reason the Maple Leafs aren’t trading Kaberle to us for him!!
:^::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: You’re right. I can’t think of any other reason that makes even a shred of sense!
That stuff in Terminator is going to happen.
I dont know if the Terminator stuff will actually happen, I’d settle for some Weird Science stuff.
I’d settle for some Weird Science stuff.
Hmmm…. I always though Komisarek looked like a life-sized Ken doll…
I dont know if the Terminator stuff will actually happen, I’d settle for some Weird Science stuff.
We already have flying assassin droids at work in Afghanistan. We just need to make them look like people and give them Austrian farmer accents.
Addendum: I’m on a bus! Huzzah!
(By ignoring the Kovaltine problem and how uncomfortable a teeny bus seat is, I can remain happy even after the men in white bundle me into the back of their van! Toodle pip and see you on the other side, what?)
So, I’m packing up some of my stuff, and I noticed that I’ve aquired a lot of beanie ducks over the years. (a joke from high school). But these ducks are missing something.
Mini hockey jerseys.
So that’s what I’ll be doing until classes start. Because the one thing still good and pure about hockey right now is stuffed ducks in hockey jerseys.
Because the one thing still good and pure about hockey right now is stuffed ducks in hockey jerseys.
That will ALWAYS be good and pure about hockey!
Maybe I’ll start a hockey blog looking for the positives in hockey! Catwalk for Charity, goofy mascots, Shea Weber’s slap shot, Luke Schenn’s eyes, golf cart injuries…
It would work perfect with my school schedule because I could take a break in February when classes start up again. Nothing good about hockey EVER happens in February!
It would work perfect with my school schedule because I could take a break in February when classes start up again. Nothing good about hockey EVER happens in February!
Oh man, you are SO on to something there! (Goodness knows, we could never have written 118 things we love about hockey if we’d been doing it actually during the season.)
And good morning, everyone! I walked to work this morning thinking it would be really pleasant, because it was absolutely lovely when we were out last night. Yikes, was I wrong. It’s just a little bit swampy here. And that’s my story.
How many New Jersey Devils does it take to change a light bulb?
4. 1 to hold the ladder, 1 to screw in the light bulb, 1 to stick a finger in the socket and short circuit all the electricity, and 1 to call a press conference.
Too soon?
I have been concerned about the ookies and their understandable disgust about the recent proceedings. Here’s hoping you have a great hockey free weekend.
Oh, and it is so swampy here this morning you need gills to be outside.
1 to stick a finger in the socket and short circuit all the electricity
[in an exasperated tone]: LANGER!
Heh.
Thanks for the concern, Tram! We are definitely looking at a hockey free weekend. It’s going to be all quilting and all finally setting up our Wii for streaming Netflix. Surely the Devils can’t find a way to ruin that super-cool-kid fun, can they? Can they?
1 to hold the ladder, 1 to screw in the light bulb, 1 to stick a finger in the socket and short circuit all the electricity, and 1 to call a press conference.
Too soon?
:^:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: Your timing is just right — that’s officially the first laugh I’ve been able to get out of this whole situation! :P
I’m sure the Devils will find a way to sneak into our Wii or something. Or, worse yet, they’ll sneak into the quilt I’m turning into the homestretch on! They can find a way to ruin anything. Heh.
Hi Ookies, I’m so sorry the Devils have been so difficult. I have been out of the loop for the last couple of weeks so I don’t really know the particulars but I take it, it has not been pretty.
I’ve been on a hockeyfree holiday of sorts while the Kid has been gone to band camp for two weeks. We did a surprise makeover to her room while she has been gone. I can’t wait for her to see it tonight!!!
while the Kid has been gone to band camp for two weeks.
I’m actually kind of jealous of this. My high school’s band camp consisted of a week and a half of practices from 9am to 9pm, but there was no sleep away part. I busted my butt for 12 hours in the sun and then had to go home and do the dishes. WTH?
This was to work on her playing skills. She was on a small college campus, lived in the dorm and went to classes everyday just like she was in college. (She’s going into 8th grade.) Excellent experience for her.
She’ll have their local full band camp in the two weeks before school. High school band has to do something like what you described.
Hi Myra! It’s great to hear from you — I was starting to worry! :D I should have known that you were busy being an awesome mom. That’s so cool that A) Kid got to go to such a fun band camp (I remember the first time I went to a “just like going to a small college” sleepaway camp-esque thing. I was in 10th grade, and it was like, “oh my god, there’s a fabulous world out there!” I’m sure Kid’s had the most amazing time), and B) you guys madeover her room for her! What did you do with it? Does it look fantastic?
And thanks for the sympathy on the Kovalchuk front. I had been on a hockeyless roll for most of the summer, too. Stupid team I follow going and doing hugely newsworthy offseason shit… grumble, grumble, grumble. :P
I just woke up from the most life-enriching nap. I don’t think I’ve ever slept as well as I did this afternoon, ever ever ever. Ahhhh. How refreshing. And that’s my story. That, and WOOOOOOOOO! WEEKEND!!!!
I hate it when it rains so much it’s like atmospheric soup when you step outside, but the temperature neverthless increases (!) instead of getting cooler like a good, law-abiding weather system should.
Whine.
I hate it when it gets humid enough to rain, but doesn’t ever actually break, so it’s just really, really hot, and really, really sticky, but I still have to water the garden. :P
Well I hope you didn’t have to water your garden yesterday! I don’t know if I was relatively near you or not when I was driving through pouring rain on my way home from the Jersey shore…
Also, I can’t believe that there are people who go down to the southern part of Jersey from New York every weekend. If I had to drive through that kind of traffic regularly I think I would actually die.
You weren’t alone yesterday Meg. I was on a bus from DC for 6 hours in that traffic. I boarded the bus at 3:30, and didn’t get home to CT until 11:30 what with the train. My butt has never been number.
The rain yesterday was SO marvelous! I can’t remember (literally) the last time it rained like that here. I mean, it went on for two hours! Drenching, garden-soothing, but not torrential rain! And the temperature dropped about 30 degrees! It was heavenly! And we don’t even have to water today, either!! I’m sorry you got stuck in it on the way back from the shore. I can’t even imagine. Like you said, it’s bad enough in nice weather — that traffic plus pouring rain? ::shudder:: (I’ve actually never been to the Jersey Shore during the on-season. But I can guess what it’s like. :D)
Oh, the joys of buses.
The drive down in the morning was easy–only 3 hours. Of course I’m sure it helped that I left Queens at 5:30 AM. (I went down to Wildwood to watch family compete in an Ultimate tournament). So when the drive back took about 6 I was so not a happy camper.
(I’ve actually never been to the Jersey Shore during the on-season. But I can guess what it’s like. :D)
Yeah, I wouldn’t say it’s something I need to do again. Particularly in record-breaking heat. But at least, unlike my various family members, I was neither running around nor diving to make catches on the burning hot sand in said heat. They were all pretty done by the end of the day.
Also, my sister had to drive back to central Maine last night, which would have been 11 hours without traffic. And neither the guy she’s dating nor his friend are really good enough at driving stick shift to do it in stop-and-go traffic. We ran into each other at a rest stop about 3 hours into the drive and she was understandably unhappy.
So when the drive back took about 6 I was so not a happy camper.
Ouch. I feel like when I’m in the car for 6 hours, I should have gotten somewhere exciting. The Jersey Shore back to NYC does not count as “exciting”.
Also, my sister had to drive back to central Maine last night
Oh my god! Poor thing!
Yes. But let’s just be cheerful. Because it’s 11 o’clock and the weather here is “only” 76 degrees and I assume it is similarly cooled down where you folks are. It’s a summer miracle!
EEEEE! Gracie is home!!! She had a great time at camp and LOVED her new room at home! I actually kept it secret from her, which is astonishing in itself. She was so stunned and happy. It’s all black and white and hot pink with poka-dots and damask designs. We went shopping yesterday and picked out wall art (lots of musical note type stuff) and some other odds and ends.
And yes, I am the mother of an only child, why do you ask?
Oh, and I’ve decided to ignore hockey for a few more weeks. The whole Modano still deciding is driving me nuts among other things (Chuckles).
Her room sounds fantastic, Myra! And I’m so glad she had a good time at camp. :)
It’s a summer miracle!
Is it ever! It was spectacularly gorgeous this morning (I might have even been able to appreciate it if only the extreme change in the weather hadn’t left me with a crippling headache :P), and like I said before, we don’t have to water the garden today! WOO HOO! I must be living right! :P
Pookie and I have come to the very convoluted and hair-splitting conclusion that we’re no longer in “Summer” (defined by being the season that is hot and boring and has nothing good to recommend it) because we’ve moved into “Tomato Season” (the season that is hot and has no sports to watch, but isn’t boring because we’re getting tons of tomatoes from the farm and our garden, so at least the food is really, really good). “Tomato Season” then leads into “Back-to-School Season”, which, naturally, leads into “Fall”. We’re in the homestretch now! And the cooler weather today is only fitting!
Oooh, congratulations on nailing a great room makeover for Grace! I’m so glad she loved it, and that she had such a good time at camp!
(And what is this “hockey” of which you speak? :P)
Oh, and Myra, we booked our tickets to Dallas last night! We’re going to be there October 15-21. Clear your calendar! :D
(And what is this “hockey” of which you speak? :P)
It’s played with wickets and mallets, right? Or is that some other game?
This morning I thought it was August and I was soooo excited that it was almost Fall. Then I cried. But heck, this is the comfiest day in ages!
(And what is this “hockey” of which you speak? :P)
It’s played with wickets and mallets, right? Or is that some other game?
I think it’s the first half of that song where you have to insert and remove various body parts from a ring.
(Last year the guy who allegedly wrote the Hokey-Pokey died, and it took them hours to get him into the coffin. They put his left leg in and then the trouble started.)
It’s played with wickets and mallets, right? Or is that some other game?
:^::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: I’m not sure anymore. (Nor can I spell. Yikes. My first go at typing that sentence was “I’m not suce anymaer”. Maybe I’m having a slow-moving stroke?)
Meg and Tim, I’m so sorry about your traffic weekends! I work in a large library system where most of the branches are near the Shore. For a while there, the employees were arguing that we should all get out early on Fridays so we wouldn’t get stuck in Friday evening Shore traffic. I was SO hoping that would pass, but sadly, it didn’t. And that’s my story.
Myra, I’m so glad the makeover surprise worked out! It sounds awesome.
Thank you, thank you!
**takes a bow as a super mom** :P
October 15-21! EEEEEE!!!! I will indeed mark my calendar!!!
This morning I thought it was August and I was soooo excited that it was almost Fall. Then I cried.
Don’t cry! It’s almost August! And either way, it’s already Tomato Season! :P
Last year the guy who allegedly wrote the Hokey-Pokey died, and it took them hours to get him into the coffin. They put his left leg in and then the trouble started.
I should know better than to do this, but :^::::::::::::::::::::::
Why do I always get suckered in by Tim? You would think I would learn.
But it was very funny. ;)
I was SO hoping that would pass, but sadly, it didn’t.
That’s a tragedy. Making you guys drive in that kind of traffic is cruel and unusual punishment.
I’m not sure anymore. (Nor can I spell. Yikes. My first go at typing that sentence was “I’m not suce anymaer”. Maybe I’m having a slow-moving stroke?)
Sounds like you’re turning into a Highland Scot. If you need a kilt, you know where to find me. I’ll be less help when you need a claymore and targe though.
Sounds like you’re turning into a Highland Scot.
:^:::::::::::::::::: Is that better or worse than a slow-moving stroke? :P
Sounds like you’re turning into a Highland Scot.
:^:::::::::::::::::: Is that better or worse than a slow-moving stroke? :P
I’d say better, as there’s the unique factor, considering there can be only one.
That one was poor, I apologise.
I’m back from the wedding. My brother managed to pick the hottest weekend of the year for it. They had joked it would probably be the hottest day of the year and, sure enough – 110 degree heat index. The wedding started at 5:30pm so I went to the textile museum (I was stupid and walked there, I decided not to do that on the way back and took a cab).
Anyway, when I got there, it was 10 minutes before a presentation on quilting was taking place. I though of the Ookies (plus, I was hot, tired and it was a perfect place to drink water and relax) and went and listened. Here’s the site of the person who was speaking: http://www.cindygrisdela.com/
It’s a little more abstract than my taste, but she was very interesting. Then I went and looked at the exhibits and they had an exhibition about 3 British female textile designers who were very important in the mid-20th century in bringing affordable, colorful home textiles to ordinary consumers after the war. The thing is, they showed some of these things in curtains with matching couch upholstery and I can’t imagine having it in the house. It’s colorful, yes. But that’s not necessarily a good thing. Maybe for throw pillows and kitchen towels. Anyway, here’s images of the textiles of one, Lucienne Day, imagine them as curtains and also on furnature upholstery. http://www.google.com/images?rlz=1T4SKPB_enUS303US304&q=lucienne+day&um=1&ie=UTF-8&source=univ&ei=l7NNTK7GL4H7lwel2NT2DQ&sa=X&oi=image_result_group&ct=title&resnum=5&ved=0CDgQsAQwBA&biw=1025&bih=759
The wedding was great, but really hot, they had over 100 people in the space and the AC just didn’t keep up. They gave us all fans as our individual ‘gift’ and so we could fan ourselves to try and keep cool. The speech went well. Unlike some of the other toasters, I didn’t go for a political theme. Good food and the wedding cake was fabulous!!!
I’m so glad the wedding went well, albeit a bit swelteringly! And congrats on a successful speech, Sue!
Thanks for the links to the quilt and fabric designs — that’s some interesting stuff there. I really love the Lucienne Day designs, and would love to have some of them in couch and matching curtains! Can’t be too wild for me! :P Those art quilts are intriguing; I’d love to see them closer up, to get a look at the textures and craftsmanship. That style of color and design is actually pretty popular right now, and I see a lot of quilt hobbyists creating works that are very similar, kind of the traditional patterns deconstructed. I bet hers are really spectacular in person!
There are people named Griselda? I thought that was just fairy tales stepmothers.
Those Lucienne Day patterns look more like they were designed to frighten and confuse German paratroopers.
She did explain how she based them on traditional designs but used modern styles and colors. She would point out the traditional design element – which I would never have seen.
It was really spectacular to look at in person. She showed us one which was very traditional and the first one she had ever made – and explained that when she did that, about 25 years ago, there just weren’tt the kind of fabrics available that there are today, so she couldn’t do then what she can do now.
There are people named Griselda? I thought that was just fairy tales stepmothers.
SNORT! :^:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::
I’m glad the wedding and your toast went well, Sue!
That Lucienne Day stuff is AWESOME! I would LOVE a couch and matching curtains in that stuff! Someone needs to start making that stuff into quilting cotton and pronto! :D
That Lucienne Day stuff is AWESOME! I would LOVE a couch and matching curtains in that stuff! Someone needs to start making that stuff into quilting cotton and pronto!
Since the Devils have just thrown tradition out the window in the last few weeks, are you saying that somewhere in that image gallery, there might be a third jersey?
Wait, the Devils could match my living room set? Sweet!
are you saying that somewhere in that image gallery, there might be a third jersey?
I think Stade Francais already have jerseys made from those.
Oooh, le Stade Français! They’ve outdone themselves this year. Here are their new jerseys:
http://www.rugbyshop.com/produits/6033H1.jpg
And just to freak you out a little more, there’s a football club in France that was almost bought by Christian Audiger (infamous for his atrocious ed hardy shirts and his overall douchiness). Unfortunately, he renounced. “Unfortunately”, because he had reportedly already designed new jerseys for his team. Look at those beauties:
http://img.over-blog.com/417×500/3/88/03/34/photo/arlil.gif
Ok I’m sorry, yes, I have a weird obsession with sports jersey design. Especially when it goes bad. ;)
Hey, it’s KG. How’s everyone doing?
Okay totally random, but I saw this and thought of Travis.
http://bit.ly/cG3xeq
That is a totally AWESOME find. Surely there’s room in stately Maple Hoo kitchen for a pair or two of these?
(Introducing myself to that website was a mistake. There is way too much stuff I am now certain I must have.)
Stade Francais have truly outdone themselves with those things.
Sadly (happily?) the second link isn’t working, Grrreg, so no douchetastic footie jersey.
I’m not a fan of nut cookies, though I do like nuts in my cookies. But only if they’re shaved.
Sadly (happily?) the second link isn’t working, Grrreg, so no douchetastic footie jersey.
Maybe this one will work better…
http://ducoq.blogspot.com/2010/07/maillot-de-lac-arles-avignon-par.html
Do they also make NHL-rejected-contracts shaped cookie cutters, in honor of Chuckles?
That’s just….wrong on so many levels. My eyes hurt just looking at it. If they wear those jerseys I hope a French politician makes them cry just like the national side.
Unrelated to those truly FABULOUS jerseys, is it Friday yet?
Oh god, there’s more week to be had? Uggghhhh.
:^:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: There’s lots. Lots more week to be had. It’s the worst pain on earth.
Someone just walked down the hallway making airplane noises. Somehow I think we’ll make it.
:^::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: Actually, now that I’m past the midpoint of my day, I’m feeling better about my chances. Also, tonight is cheese night at stately IPB Manor. That’s the sort of thing that can really help a girl get through her day. (I lead a very, very, very exciting life.)
Cheese before bed is one of my favouritest things.
Cheese any time, anywhere is one of my favoritest things. Whoever invented cheese is the bombdiggity.
True ’nuff, but before bed is special, as you get those crazy vivid cheese-powered dreams.
Hm. I never remember my dreams, so I can’t tell if I’ve ever experienced the joy of cheese dreaming…
Mmmm cheese. Sounds good. I had lemon cake for dinner. I figured hey, what the hell, today is totally shot anyway, might as well do the thing right.
Cheese night…I’m jealous!
In other news, I just checked my status on a library waiting list and I’m number 377. I suspect that book will be out in paperback by the time I get to the front of the line.
Lemon cake is the dinner of champions! (And sounds utterly delicious. ::makes mental note to consider baking lemon cake this weekend::)
I just checked my status on a library waiting list and I’m number 377.
Wowza! You need to develop less a taste for less popular books, I think! :P (Or maybe the library has, like, 100 copies in circulation, so it won’t take nearly as long as it sounds?)
Mmmmm….cake…
That’s harsh, Meg. Which book? Maybe one of us can summarize it for you and save you the bother.
Maybe one of us can summarize it for you and save you the bother.
:^::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: Fair warning, though — I read just for plot, so if you’re looking for lofty themes in your summary, I can’t help.
Fair warning, though — I read just for plot, so if you’re looking for lofty themes in your summary, I can’t help.
Between your plot and my rampant imagination, we should be able to pump out perfectly believable hogwash!
You’re so right, Tim! I can’t imagine why Meg’s not jumping at the chance to avoid the 377-person wait!
Lemon cake is the dinner of champions! And sounds utterly delicious.
It is! And it was! Although I wish it was possible to buy poppy seeds here (it’s illegal to sell/buy them) because it was supposed to be lemon poppy seed cake. Still, I’m not complaining, it was damn good cake.
Which book?
*adds to the chorus* yup, which book? I’d read any hogwash you come up with as a summary :D And then not read the real book, because that could only end in disappointment.
It is! And it was! Although I wish it was possible to buy poppy seeds here (it’s illegal to sell/buy them) because it was supposed to be lemon poppy seed cake. Still, I’m not complaining, it was damn good cake.
But…it’s the Netherlands.
But…it’s the Netherlands.
That’s just the problem: it IS the Netherlands.
But…it’s the Netherlands.
:^::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: Are poppy seeds not potent enough for the Netherlands?
That’s just the problem: it IS the Netherlands.
But………………Netherlands.
But………………Netherlands.
Have I just totally blown your mind with an illustration of just how fucking cracked out the bureaucracy is here? It’s THE NETHERLANDS. What did you expect?
Formally speaking it is illegal to sell or buy marijuana. It is also illegal to be in possession of more than 5 grams of it. It’s just hardly anyone ever gets charged because the cops are too busy handing out tickets to cyclists who haven’t got lights on their bike.
I know pot’s largely illegal, and only certain places can provide it and you can only smoke certain places and what not, but still………………..Netherlands.
Poppy seeds and Netherlands seem ripe for innuendo, but today’s been far too long.
only certain places can provide it and you can only smoke certain places and what not
Not legally. It is condoned, but it isn’t legal.
today’s been far too long.
You, sir, are preaching to the choir.
It’s not legal in the “coffee shops”?
Nope. Like I said, it is condoned, under something known as the “gedoogbeleid” (a choice by the gov’t not to pursue legal action against those breaking a particular law) but it is most definitely not legal. Not even in coffee shops.
That’s harsh, Meg. Which book? Maybe one of us can summarize it for you and save you the bother.
The Thousand Autumns of Jacob de Zoet.
(Or maybe the library has, like, 100 copies in circulation, so it won’t take nearly as long as it sounds?)
Heh…now that you mention it, I doubt they have 100 copies in circulation but they probably have a great many. Which they will need because I am so not the end of the line.
“gedoogbeleid”
That sounds like it should mean “the act of getting boogers blown on you”. Learn something new every day.
The Thousand Autumns of Jacob de Zoet.
One man’s cross-country journey to paint everybody’s leaves red and throw them on the ground. People get confused, Hallowe’ens are celebrated out of season. Eventually real Autumn comes around, restores balance, and everyone lives happily ever after. Except the trees who have died due to having all their leaves removed in the wrong season.
Those may be the most hideous jerseys I have ever seen, and I’m still not over the Broncos’ throwbacks from last year. I thought the French were supposed to be good at shit like that?
Cheese night sounds heavenly right now. Beyond heavenly. Thus far, my first (and only) food of the day was the king-sized pack on peanutbutter cups I ate at quarter after 5 in my car on the way home from work.
I wish I had some cheese :(
Cottage pie night!!!!!!!! I win!
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