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1.Claire Foy (hot)
2.Paula Abdul (go away)
3.Kate Middleton (it is not to late to call the whole thing off, baby!)
4.Gwyneth Paltrow (totally hot!)
5.Gabrielle Giffords (died)
6.Leighton Meester (who cares, what a stupid name)
7.David Duchovny (abducted by aliens, serves him right, huh?)
8.Jim Carrey (after 2 days still not as funny as he thinks he is)
9.Nicolas Cage (killed a deer with his truck)
10.Tim McGraw (kills a deer with his bare hands)
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Well, it finally happened. I found the proof on little napkins and post it notes. I tell ya, we all know people this has happened to. It is just so shocking when it is you.
I should have stayed sober, after my Jets win, (my second
My EvilTwin, has stolen an entire blog, cut and pasted it, into one of his lengthy diatribes of cussing and wordperving and to make matters worse, deleted an entire blog of mine.
I coined the term Impropertude of BloggerNoting, and the ratbastage stole it and wrote this post.
I guess I could go back and do the same thing to him, but after reading his latest rant, I have to admit, he did the topic justice, albeit the gratutious use of the f word, may have been extreme. mebee.
However, one of the notes was b*tching about some stain over at Mynx's place, Dribble... and how it wasn't his fault. He crashed her blog a while back (here)) and since that time he has been running around with a red-ass.
And he totally deleted the glorious words I had bestowed upon my wonderful BIA Mynx ! All the glowing words I wrote about her. And How I (we) gained a lot of followers when we hooked up! (not that way, you pervs) I feel she is in the soon to be bon'd list, I guess he does not. And he is kinda a meanie. Sorry Mynx~ he should be greatful! I KNOW I AM! check her out!
so on to something better.
On the menu this week is:
chocolate and peanut butter covered popcorn...popcorn cooked in OIL like it is 'posed to be, on the stove in a pan... buttered and salted with real butter and real salt. Then rolled in real peanut butter and dipped in real melted chocolate .
a repost of the third ever JADIP blog...not food!!! but food for thought!!!!
the hockeyball incident!
I play hockey. Well, not really, it is more like Hockeyball. We don’t skate. We wear shoes. We play on a driveway. We started to play this modified version of hockey during the Wings playoff run in 08.
(when they crushed cindy crysby and the hated pengirls enroute to the 4th Stanley Cup in twelve years!)
We only had sticks and a whiffle ball. The net was approximately a 3’x 4’ box with the bed board, from the van I used to live in back in the day, used as a net. The boards are 2x 10’s left over from a remodel project many years ago. I finally found a good use for some of that crap I have moved countless times, from one house to another.
The kids play and occasionally the wives as well. It is a rough game even though there is no checking and no lifting of the sticks. It nearly always draws some minor blood letting.
Nothing in the caliber befitting of a tourniquet around the neck to stop the bleeding, mind you, but blood has spilled. We have rules, but not too many. It is a good way to spend a Michigan summer afternoon.
When we moved to a smaller house, we lost the rink space that the old house had and had to come up with a new place to play. We decided to use my buddy Rich’s driveway.
It is oddly shaped and irregularly surfaced drive. The ball bounces funny on the cracks in the drive and if you’re not careful it will eat your sticks. We hinged together the 2x 10 boards to form an odd shaped rink.
It suffices for our needs.
I built some “pipes” out of 2x4 ripped to 2x2 and realized after I completed a regulation size goal that it would be rare for the goalie to make a stop. I reduced the size to 5’ x 4’. It works okay. Our save percentage is poor. But we are not getting paid.
I guess it all evens out in the end.
It started with just a group of four or five people. As more people started join in, the need for protection equipment for the goalie became a necessity. A goalie mask and a soft ball glove do nothing to protect your junk.
I may have found this out by making a stop with my privates.
Even though we do not allow slap shots a well placed wrister from 10’ feet hurts. I left the rink for about 10 minutes after I stopped howling like a banshee from the excruciating pain. The nards are a fickle beast. I got back in net vowing to get a cup, before the next game. No blood, no foul
Next time we played, I still did not have a cup.
A couple weeks went by. No worries.
Then I started peeing blood. It freaks you out a little when urine is not clear or normal, but chunky and reddish brown. I went to see my urologist; I got a bunch of tests done. I stopped peeing blood. No blood, no foul.
Then I got the bills.
It cost me about $1700.00 after my insurance paid their portion.
A cup costs around $15.00
The next day, I bought a cup.
Just another day in paradise.
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