Free From The Tomatoes And The Eggs

I don't know if this was planned or if this was unplanned, but for the past, uh, three days or so I have not eaten any tomatoes or eggs.  A lot of things have shaped an environment that differed than the one that led me to eat tomatoes and eggs constantly.  I lost my old job Monday, so there was no occasion for me to make a salad (with tomatoes) for lunch.  And I was going to see a movie Tuesday, going to the Lynx game Wednesday, going to see a play with a friend last night, and will go to a soccer game tonight (though I might not because it's going to rain), I have had no time to eat an egg sandwich.

Honestly, it's been freeing.  It feels as though I no longer have to eat the same damn thing every day.  It's also liberating not to worry that I'm eating rotten tomatoes or spoiled eggs.  Of course, that doesn't stop the fact that there are tomatoes and eggs in the fridge and that they may still be good if only I got around to eating them.  But I have to tell ya, out of sight, out of mind is an adage that really works.

I'll get back to eating them this weekend, or whenever I run out of money eating out.

Nightmare. Wow. (Part II)

So this other vivid nightmare I had (some time ago) is sort of fuzzy -- mostly because I didn't remember it at the time, even though it now has been more than two weeks ago and I may remember even less.  All I do remember is that I was in a stadium of some sort and I threw something and someone far away got hit by what I threw and he or she died and I dealt with the consequences for the rest of the nightmare.

That's all I remember.  Well, that and what I felt frightened the hell out of me.

I'm Behind In Blogging

I've been meaning to do this for some time.  I've been so busy doing other stuff I have felt as though I haven't blogged as much as I used to.  As you can see, the number of blog post I have made is listed by both month and year.  I think that I've been very consistent over the years in WAF, varying by, at most, 30 posts from year to year.

But I took a glance over the summer, and even though I didn't do the math, I felt as though I was woefully behind.  And I looked at it just now; I am 100 blog posts behind the ballpark range of 400+ that I have reached annually, and I have just less than three months to go.  I have done my best to blog daily, yet if I continue just at that pace, I will fall well short of 400.

Which means I have to step up my blog posting game.  Which I am doing by double-blog posting.  Like this here.

OK, that's it.

Expenses Without Receipt

Starting from Wednesday, October 4:

• Well, I put everything I bought on my credit card on the 4th, so we need to go back to Wednesday, October 3.  My assignment ended Monday, so I took advantage of my time off by fucking one of my girls.  Went all the way down south to see *a***.  The weirdest thing: After I got done and she let me sleep in her bed for a couple hours, she was nowhere to be seen.  I should blog about this in the near future, but she wasn't there to check that the amount I gave her for her services was the same amount all our previous times.  So I left her only: $100.
• That evening I went to see Battle Of The Sexes, a fictionalization of that tennis match between Billie Jean King and Bobby Riggs.  Well, I think it's a fictionalization; my verdict on how good this movie is depends on how much of it is true.  I don't think I've ever felt that way about a flick before.  I will say that the two leads, Emma Stone and Steve Carrell, were great.  I think I'm jealous of Emma Stone because she has such an expressive face and knows how to use it.  Grade: B, because the more I think about it, the more the stories between the two are imbalanced.  It feels as though they are trying to graft the story of Billie Jean King's coming out as a lesbian into a memorable sporting event.  (For what it's worth, King and her current partner/wife were consultants on the movie; Bobby Riggs died in 1995.)  For some reason the total cost of a ticket, popcorn and pop went up three cents, I think, to $9.67.
• On Sunday, October 1 I went to My Favorite Stripclub (Non-Cover Edition) after working the Vikings game.  Even though the Vikes lost, I still felt festive enough (or maybe I was looking for a pick-me-up) to get not one but two dances, from Molly and Cicily.  They're cute and toned, as is Skylar, who is really hot with her glasses on.  Plus Sprite and stage tips: $49.75.
• Friday, September 29: I was going to spend the rest of my time at my current job buying coffee so I don't have to buy creamer (a plan that was thrown out the window when I picked up another assignment that should begin immediately thereafter -- more on that later), I went to Caribou for a large Campfire Mocha.  Plus tip but minus trivia, I just rounded up the change.  Hope they're not too mad: $5.
• Downtown Minneapolis can be rowdy at night.  But when you get there so late, the parking that bedevils me opens up because that's when the enforcement expires.  It's almost as good when the game you're going downtown to watch is at 9:30, such as the loss for my alma mater then ... ugh.  I got a spot two blocks away from the bar, and even though I should have put in two quarters, one quarter ran a whole 40 minutes, right through to the 10 p.m. end of enforcement.  I think there's a glitch, but I'm not complaining.  Cost of parking: 25 cents.
• To Tuesday the 26th, where the pickings for movies start to become meager.  I heard good things about Brad's Status, a drama featuring Ben Stiller not being funny at all.  It is about a guy who is escorting his sun around the Boston area on college tours, and he starts to think about and reconnect with his college mates, most of whom have become much more successful than he is.  But who really is the rich one?  Yeah, it's one of those movies.  I usually like thoughtful, observational flicks like this.  Moreover, the things the Stiller character talks about -- life, missed opportunities, change and how it affects relationships -- are the things I think about all the time.  I should love this movie.  And yet, I have to be honest, I thought it was mostly cloying.  And even though I see a lot of myself in the Stiller character, the more I think about him, the more obnoxious he comes off.  (Sidenote: He was in Reality Bites, one of the most overrated films I've ever seen and probably the movie I hate on a personal level the most; all that selfish Gen-X shit.  But I thought Ben Stiller's antagonist in the movie, the guy played by Ethan Hawke, was the navel-gazing schmuck.  I was on Stiller's side in that film.)  And movie-wise (it was written and directed [for the first time ever] by Mike White, the guy who wrote School Of Rock) Stiller narrates throughout the movie, a killer device that takes me out of the experience.  C+, and that might be too generous.  Ticket, popcorn, pop: $9.64.
• I had to throw away so many tomatoes that I thought it was important to dump them -- not in the trash, but in a public garbage can.  So I got the trash bag, put it in a paper bag for sturdiness and to absorb all the juice from the moldy tomatoes, and drove to a gas station that was closed for the evening.  They probably had a surprise when the attendant had to do trash pick-up the next day.  But I should have folded down the top of the paper bag to discourage any worker looking into the bag to see why the trash bag they're picking up was so fucking heavy.  I think I'm found out.  Anyway, I decided to make a night of it and go to Caffetto to arrange my receipts.  I had a slice of limoncello marscapone cake to go with my small mocha.  Plus tip and it all added up to: $7.50.
• Sunday, September 24 -- with Vikings season back in full swing, I can go back to my practice of going to My Favorite Stripclub (Non-Cover Version) after work.  And I feel even freer since my parents are out of town.  Got a dance from Sammi, who I had not seen in a long time.  With tips for a few other people and a Miller Light because ... wait, I didn't get coffee this time? ... the total was: $29.50.
• To Friday the 22nd, where I went to one hell of a party a hell of a long way from home.  A bed "dance" with ******e and dances with *a***, ***e* and ******e (the last of whom did this), with cover and tips for the girl who was doing concessions out of the kitchen -- is that even necessary? -- and the total was: $205.
• Thurdsay the 21st ... I guess I could have done more personal investigation into fixing the lawnmower after it sputtered to life.  But this was such a blindside that I didn't want to deal with it on top of all the things I've already had to do.  So, remembering something I heard from the radio a couple years ago, I took the mower to my local Ace Hardware to get it fixed.  There's a deposit which I paid in cash: $30.
• That evening I went to the Gopher soccer match, the one where they stormed back from a 1-0 deficit to take the lead only to give up the game-tying Goal with 11 seconds left.  Hot dog, medium Coke and program: $11.
• I went to My Favorite Stripclub (Non-Cover Edition) after the game, ostensibly also to drown my sorrows.  No laps -- tips and coffee only: $7.75.
• Back to Sunday, September 17, where I went to Diamonds to work on the WMNSS.  Wanted to go to Caffetto, but even though I love the vibe there, why travel so far?  I think I planned on going there because I wanted Caffetto to be the first public wi-fi network my new laptop would connect to, but now that seems to be a bit strange.  So what that it's Diamonds and not Caffetto?  Mocha plus tip: $5.25.
• Saturday the 16th -- since my alma mater's football game was in the evening, I felt it wasn't too soon to waste going to downtown twice.  Does that make sense?  I go downtown to watch the game, but if it were in the afternoon, I wouldn't go downtown in the morning to see English Premiere League matches because I didn't want to putz around there for 3 1/2 hours until the football game wins and it's a tremendous waste to go home after soccer just to immediately come back for football.  If it were in the evening, I don't mind going downtown twice.  You dig?  The Local runs a breakfast sandwich special during EPL games.  I gave the waitress my card and asked her to not to use the points because I wanted to pay for it all, but she did.  (sigh)  With tip it cost me just: $5.25.
• That evening, after I visited Grandmother's best friend, I visited Blue Sun to grab a new Whistler soda and bought each of three of this Kickapoo craft soda.  So I bought four bottles and I totally fucking forgot how much I paid, so I'm going to pull a number out of my ass: $5.
• That night I went to Jackson's Hole for the game.  Last week's loss dulls the relief I felt after that particular game, but it still is memorable.  Bought a round of shots and put it on my credit card, so meal plus drinks plus tip: $21.50.
• The club went bar-hopping after the game.  Went to O'Donovan's for a Strongbow.  With tip: $8.
• Back on Friday, September 15, where there was another party feature a bunch of girls I haven't seen (naked) in some time.  I felt bad that I couldn't get to all of them, though, because I had to skee-daddle to the Twins game afterward.  I should have been more forthright in asking for lappers.  This was the one where I got double-teamed by ***e* and ******e and only had to pay for ******e because I lent money to ***e*.  And that's the only "dance" I got.  With cover: $140.
• Wish the Twinks would have won, but Bartolo Colon could not get it up on his Big Sexy Night.  I got a hot dog and a souvenir-sized Coke for: $12.50.
• Went to Glam Doll Donuts right afterward.  Two donuts and milk, maybe, and tip: $11.02.
• On Tuesday, September 12 I used the free ticket I got for amassing punches on my card to see Dunkirk, the epic war movie by Christopher Nolan.  I heard there was no backstory, just a pulsating verisimilitude of the British trying to escape the invading Germans.  And that was the problem: It was very tough to care about a bunch of people when you are told to just watch them do their thing.  Why?  I mean, the cinematography was fantastic, but who cares?  I feel as though I am not sophisticated enough to like it because I'm too simplistic in not getting what I want out of this film.  So, uh, B?  Alas.  Popcorn and pop only and I paid just: $4.28.
• Monday the 11th ... had to go to the dentist at the U.  Been putting it off for months, so it was time.  Since parking around the U. during the day is impossible, I did my usual thing of parking at Midway Shopping Center and then using the LRT; the stop for the dentistry building is right next to the stop.  I wonder if any part of that shopping center -- and thus its free parking lot -- is still there now that arrangements have been made to start redeveloping that area for Allianz Field.  Things will be much more difficult if I can't.  Anyway, I paid rush-hour fare going to the dentist but not going back, so the total is: $4.
• That evening I went to Caffetto to work on my receipts.  Limoncello marscapone cake, a medium light roast and tip: $7.
• On Sunday, September 10 I went to Diamonds to work on the WMNSS.  Mocha plus tip: $5.25.
• Saturday the 9th: Went to the Able Food Truck Fair for the second year in a row.  Wore my U2 t-shirt and got bewildered by all the comments for some stupid reason.  (The stupid reason involves me.)  Cover, donation to Meals On Wheels, the charity this fair was for, lunch from Taste Of Chile, a First Light from Able and a smoothie from Whole Sum Kitchen (with tips) totaled: $27.
• That evening I went downtown for my alma mater's game.  Couldn't find free parking, so I parked in a lot a couple blocks from the bar in the amount of: $5.
• After the game I went to Glam Doll, and I am still kicking myself for not writing down the actual amount I spent as soon as I sat down.  So now I'm pulling a number out of my ass three weeks after the fact.  And I just said, for shits and giggles: $7.80.
• OK, so Friday the 8th was a busy one EWR-wise.  Had to go to the library to print out my ticket to the U2 concert: 10 cents.
• Then for the concert I had to pay for parking and wanted to pay cash for the shirt and tip for the beer (which I charged on my card).  Disappointing concert.  Total: $46.
• But hey, after the concert I found a nickel.  The woman walking behind me almost ran into me as I stooped down to get it!  An Infusion of: 5 cents.
• On Wednesday, September 6 I went to the alma mater's watering hole in order to make sure we could watch games there.  (Our team already played its first game, but due to cable restrictions we had to go somewhere else.)  Spent: $20.
• Went to My Favorite Stripclub (Non-Cover Division) after that.  Apparently I got a lapdance from a Jade.  I swear I wouldn't be able to pick out Jade from a lineup.  With coffee and tips: $27.75.

Good through October 4.

Addendum To: OK, Lynx, I'll Give You Another Chance

So I did that usual dance where I weigh buying a ticket secondhand online vs. just going to a scalper at the event, similar to my angst over how to buy a ticket to the U2 concert.  Prices were dropping online, from about $87 to about $70 or so, yet that made me think I could get them even cheaper on the street.

But, I had thought last night that the Lynx would release more seats the day of the game, today.  That's what U2 did, unbeknownst to me, I believe; I could have purchased a floor ticket when they were sold out up to the day of the concert.  And, sure enough, when I looked several hours ago, a Star Tribune story about Game 5 being a sellout provided a link to a site that had more tickets than I had been able to find.  That site led me to an upper-level seat that, with fees, came out to about $55.  That is twice as much as the ticket I bought for last year's Game 5, but nevertheless I am giving the Jynx a chance, so I bought one.

I feel good holding out and not panicking.  So, if Jynx go on to lose tonight, I won't feel as bad as I would spending an extra ten or twenty bucks.  And by the way, at like last year, at the first sign I feel they're fucking screwed, I'm gone.  Don't care if that makes me a bandwagon fan; I will not be witness to such bullshit.

OK, Lynx, I'll Give You Another Chance

I'll admit I was wrong about you guys.  I really thought that the WNBA Finals were over after you choked on Game 1, and I didn't believe you could pull out a win in Game 4 Sunday in Los Angeles.  But you did, and somewhat comfortably, so now you have Game 5 here (well, at The Barn) tonight, winner-take-all.

When you guys had a Game 5 in 2015 at Target Center, I debated but ultimately declined (even though there were tickets available) because I thought you guys would lose it.  You didn't; not even close.  Pathetically, I drove downtown to see if Lynx fans would spill out onto the streets and start bending stoplights and shit.

I learned my lesson last year.  You guys had a Game 5 at home, and this time I was hellbent on going.  Well, that was $29.25 that I still consider the worst waste of my money ever.  I walked out before you guys came back, but you lost, so I didn't care.

And I still don't care.  But -- goddammit, I don't think I can quit you players!  The Sparks might be so demoralized that they couldn't close it out at home that they might fall apart on the road.  And you guys are still demonstrating how good you are.  You guys might be hellbent on getting the job done because you failed to do so last year.  And, not for nothing, the Twinks lost the AL Play-In Game last (Tuesday) night, and this populace cannot see two teams end their seasons on back-to-back nights.  You wouldn't let that happen, would you?

Now, the problem is that, due to a bunch of things (the notoriety over last year, the relative paucity of tickets since this game will be at Williams Arena) prices have skyrocketed way beyond $25.25.  I don't think there are Ticketmaster tickets to be sold, and I think the lowest price on scalper sites are going for north of $80.  But dammit, I think you guys are going to win, even if current odds have you guys only 4 1/2-point favorites (you guys were 5 1/2-point favorites last year) so I think I'll buy a ticket tomorrow!

Then again, you guys beat L.A. last year in Game 4 only to piss down your legs in Game 5.  And they're still a deeper and younger team.  And I may very well be a jinx whose presence will only cause you to lose.  And this is the Twin Cities; the Twinks and then the Jynx losing is the most Minnesotan thing ever.  So maybe I should just save my money and not go.

Who knows what I'll do?

I Knew It. I Knew I Was Going To Destroy My New Laptop

Just had a huge coffee accident with my laptop.  I should have remembered that the cookies I get at Caribou are very soft, and when I dunked it in my pumpkin white mocha and squeezed it in between my fingers it started to crumble.  I didn't think it would fall apart, land in my mocha and spray it all over my laptop, but I damn sure should have.

Everything is sticky as hell, but it's working for now.  No freezes or crashes, and all the keys seem to be working.  For now.

This is what I was afraid of.  This is what I was scared I would do.  Shit.  Fuck.

Two Sexual Reasons To Be Grateful

Today, with a U.S. territory slipping into the degradation and chaos that Third World countries face, a mass shooting I know will be replaced in body count quite soon, and Tom Petty possibly dead (he was pronounced dead and then, as of press time, was not), I have to think on the bright side, of something, anything.  Didn't realize it at the time, but I am, and I should be.  So I'm going to think about strippers and doing shit with them.

Have I told you that the two girls who double-teamed a handjob on me back in 2012 did it to me again?  It was a party a few weeks ago where ***e* and ******e were working.  I had lent ***e* some money, and she paid me back in a unique, and yet familiar, way: They were going to gang up on me, and instead of paying double, I was going to pay only $120, ostensibly for ******e to jerk me off, and ***e* getting naked was free!  Honestly, ******e was doing all the work, but when two girls are getting naked and doing shit to me, how can I complain?  I love that ****e* commanded me to whip out my cock, and I take ******e's observation that my dick was hot (not hard, hot, although it was plenty hard too!) as a supreme compliment.

The other thing?  This was the time where the stripper ******e sucked my pee-pee for just $20.  (This was a couple weeks after the first party and a couple weeks ago.  [ETA at 10:51 a.m. on October 3 that they were actually one week apart only.])  Did I tell you guys that that was the second blowjob I got that evening?  Oh; just checked my blog post.  I didn't really emphasize it, and it wasn't the thrust of my blog post, but I did.  So, uh, this was the first time I ever got my dick sucked twice in one night.  So there's that.

So I fell asleep around 10:30 to the end of the Sunday Night Football game and woke up at about a quarter to 7 wondering what I should blog about.  I decided I would make something quick about the three hot, toned, lithe, strong strippers I saw at My Favorite Stripclub (Non-Cover Version), just a quick appreciation to toss out, a stop-and-smell-the-flowers type deal.

But then I looked at Twitter (particularly my search feed) and see this.  My God.

We need gun control.  Right now.  And this is the goddamn time to talk about it.  I know people are going to say, "No, this is not the time."  We have not talked about gun control after mass shootings and this shit still happens, and you're telling me now is not the time?

Some motherfucker buys several guns (most of which were found in his hotel room) and used them to gun down at least -- at least -- 50 people dead and 400 injured, and I want to see the NRA gun nuts weasel their way past this one.  More scanners?  Every concertgoer should have a gun?  Should we recite the Lord's Prayer before every concert?

For all we know, Our Asshole President is going to dedicate a golf trophy to everyone who died.  Fuck him and fuck everyone who doesn't think we need gun control.  You people are dumb and cruel.

The Weekly Minnesota Sports Survey

#-1: Gopher soccer (Last Week: -5).  I should make this quick.  I need to be up at a quarter after 5, and frankly, this has been a dark, bad week for local sports.

I still debate putting the U. XI on top.  I can make a case for the ViQueens and the Twinks to take the top spot, and this squad's loss the previous week to Wisconsin still gives me a bad taste in my mouth.  But these players had a good week, humiliating Michigan St. at Robbie Sunday by a 7-1 score, then travelling to Piscataway and walking away with a 2-1 victory vs. 16th-ranked Rutgers.  Because of that, Chris Henderson of his personal blog, All White Kit, names Minnesota as The Last Team In an arguably very early bracketology.  They have a long way to go, and I don't think they have the firepower or chemistry of last year's breakthrough club.  But things are trending up.  This week: At Maryland this (Sunday) afternoon, then hosting Indiana Friday in a game I plan on going to.

#-2: Vikings (Last Week: -6).  Admittedly after hearing that Sam Bradford was ruled out for last Sunday's game against Tampa Bay (again -- told you his legs were just as bad as Teddy Bridgewater's) I thought the season was in full-on dumpster fire mode.  But that's football for you; execute the right plan and you can humble any opponent.  I really thought Tampa Bay was going to walk into US Bank and leave victorious, and yet the Vikes, with a second-half scare, finally doubled up the Buccaneers, 34-17.  And all the credit goes to Bradford's replacement, journeyman pro Case Keenum.  I forget that when he left school, he held the top-flight record in passing.  That has never panned out in the NFL, but he looked fantastic against the Bucs, scoring career highs through the air.

And now Keenum & Co. have the Detroit Lions coming to town.  If the Vikes can surprise against Tampa Bay, they can do it against Matt Stafford and the Lions too.  But will they?  This team is so up-and-down that they could very well shit a brick against a division opponent.  That's the main reason why I didn't give this team the top spot.

#-3: Twins (Last Week: -4).  And why didn't I give the top spot to a team that went from losing 103 games last year to a postseason spot the next, the first team in Major League Baseball history ever to do so?  Well, first of all, the Twinks went 3-3 this screening week, and to be frank, they clinched ALWC2 Wednesday, after they lost to Cleveland, when the Chicago White Sox hit a game-ending two-run Home Run (I forget the guy's name) to beat and thus eliminate the Los Angeles Angels Of Anaheim Angels Of Los Angeles Angels Of Anaheim Angels Of ..., so they backed into a playoff berth, I don't care what anyone says.

Then, they only are guaranteed the Wild Card Game Tuesday, which should be called the Play-In Game.  I understand that MLB is doing its best to regard this as the start of the playoffs, but if you are tied with another team after the regular season is over, you play one game beyond the 162 you're supposed to play to get into the playoffs, and that's considered part of the regular season; how much different can it be if you lose the 163rd game of the season when everybody says it's the playoffs?  It's not the playoffs, especially since the rest of the postseason the teams are given more than one loss before they're eliminated.  If Minnesota loses Tuesday, they didn't make the playoffs, I don't care what anyone says.  And, finally, they will lose, because they have to go to the Bronx, and they have to face the New York Yankees, a team that has a fantastic bullpen and is a club that makes the Twinks piss down their legs.

Again, I don't want to disparage what they've done.  But it'll be over not too long after they wind up the year playing Detroit at Target.

#-4: Gopher volleyball (Last Week: -2).  OK, the real suckiness in Twin Cities sports begins with the U. volleyballers, who, as The Top-Ranked Team In The Land, not only lost for the first time this season but got swept to a Michigan St. club that was unranked at the time at home.  (To be fair, the Spartans also gave Wisconsin its first loss of the year; this week they vaulted from Unranked to 16th in the AVCA Top 25.)  I have no goddamn clue how they spit the bit so embarrassingly in front of their home fans, but from what I've seen, this team isn't good enough to scramble for points if they're not in system, and they appeared not to be in-system last Sunday.

And they weren't at all in getting swept at Nebraska Friday.  They got curb-stomped, 21-18-13.  I figured they would lose this match, but I thought it would be the team's first loss, not their second.  Now, they did come back to sweep Iowa in Iowa City Saturday.  And I would rather a title team get their losses out of their way early.  Still, that loss at Maturi to the Spartans spooks me.  This week they finish their four-game road trip at Wisconsin (Wednesday) and Michigan (Saturday).

#-5: United FC (Last Week: -3).  They weren't reaching the Major League Soccer playoffs, but even if they weren't eliminated already, they have to be eliminated after last (Saturday) night's 2-1 loss at Houston.  The good thing is they didn't give up a Goal in the first 15 minutes of the match.  The bad thing is that, despite keeping it close and matching the Dynamo's effort, the Loons gave up the opening tally in the 69th Minute and then a second off a Corner Kick (a bugaboo for this club all fucking year) in the 85th.  Substitute Sam Nicholson scored (with an Assist from Francisco Calvo) in Extra Time, but too little, too late.  The two-game winning streak they enjoyed before this contest seems so far away now.

Eh, they're an expansion team.  They double up this screening week.  They travel to expansion wet dream Atlanta Tuesday, then play the final home game of their inaugural year against Kansas City Saturday.  Reminds me to unload my season ticket.

#-6: Gopher football (Re-Entry!).  Well, I didn't think these guys were going to Row the Boat to an undefeated season.  They dug themselves too great a hole against Maryland at TCF Bank and lost on a late Interception, 31-24, to a Terrapins team that is getting markedly better.  (I thought about going to this game because my alma mater lost played Friday night.  I was hired to help the entire weekend for the Vikings game Sunday, so I didn't.  Glad I didn't.)  Maybe they'll turn it around next Saturday afternoon at Purdue.  But they'll probably do it without Antoine Winfield, Jr., who left during the Terps game due to a hamstring injury and might not be back for the Boilermakers.

#-7: Gopher women's hockey (Re-Entry!).  It was a tradition of mine to go to the first regular season game of the U. lady Gophers season the season after winning the NCAA title because they were going to unveil the banner.  It felt as if it was an annual thing.  But since they lost in the national semifnals last year, I did not go this year.  And thank Buddha because ... they lost?!?!?!  TO FUCKING MERRIMACK?!?!?!  WTF?!?!?!

I don't know what to say.  I understand that a lot of the heart of last year's squad graduated, but Minnesota, ranked third to start the year, is the preeminent program in women's hockey (or so they should be).  They don't rebuild, they reload.  Loser programs lose their home opener to fucking goddamn Merrimack.  What the hell is going on here?

They play the Warriors this (Sunday) afternoon, then host Ohio St. Friday and Saturday.

#-8: Lynx (Last Week: -1).  It's over.  It's fucking over.  When they lost Game 1 it was over.  When they began the first quarter by getting the shit kicked out of them 28-2 it was over.  I don't give a good goddamn they clawed their way back and only a Chelsea Gray jumper was the only thing that allowed the L.A. Sparks to steal Game 1.  These motherfuckers played all year to get home-court advantage for the WNBA Finals, and they shit the goddamn bed in the first game.

They're not going to win Game 4 tonight (Sunday night).  They're not good enough.  And now the slow, sad decline of The Dynasty That Never Was will begin in earnest.

How fucking disappointing.

I can't talk about these guys anymore.  I'd shoot myself.