6 p.m.
• Yawn.
Hmmm, maybe that is a good reason for her to stay in. Can you make a few more stops in California? Pretty please? Then again, between her and Osama, I think I would actually go with her. Jesus Chrst did I just say that?
• Why would Mikey be wowed? There's no food there. Then again, maybe that's what has him going into shock.
10 p.m.
• Well, I knew it was going to happen someday. Remember this from 2+ years ago?
Well guess who's going to see a Pirates game tomorrow because his one out-of-state friend and her husband are visiting and want to see a game PNC Park? Yep. Well, it's the Cubs so the Bucs will probably get pounded 10-0. Oh well, at least I got $5 off each ticket because of some Comcast deal.
Over the years the TSM community has been an interesting bunch. While many of us bicker and type things to each other that we definitely probably perhaps wouldn’t say in a face-to-face encounter, enough time has passed as this place that we share memorable life experiences with each other. Births, weddings, passings. And even though TSM will never be mistaken for a bona fide support group, there are enough people at this place that will provide words of congratulations, encouragement and condolences at the right time. Then there are also enough of us to throw in an *unzips pants*, which although juvenile is also necessary. If not, how else would I be at 15,000+ posts?
How it all started
It was late one night and I was too awake to go to bed but I was too tired to actually do anything of importance. So I did what I normally do in this situation. I went on the Internet. I don’t remember what thread/blog I was reading at the time, but I do recall it involving some half-assed countdown of something or other. It was at that time I decided to do my own countdown. A countdown that has never been done before. But of what?
Well of my top 103 posters. For some reason, this thought jumped in my head and stayed there for just enough time for me to randomly type a number of posters that popped in and out of my memory. After a while I stopped typing names and realized I had an odd number of names. And of course EVERY list needs a safe, divisible amount, right? Wrong, hippie.
Well, exactly two years(?!) and 102 posters later, the moment of truth has come. Who is ranked #1? Rather than list the name at the start of this post, I will wait until the end. Click on the links if you want, but treat them as spoiler tags.
But first, let's see who has already been accounted for.
Number 103: Sideburnious
I think one reason I'm having some trouble coming up with a "favorite Sideburnious moment" is because he’s “TSM Invisible Poster.”
Number 102: T®ITEC
I still don't know how to type that hippie ® though -- thank God for "copy and paste."
Number 101: EricMM
I shouldn’t be too negative on Eric because I think he’s just a product of his environment (pun intended).
Number 100: Anorak
For some time we constantly name-called each other in a number of threads, but then something strange happened: we actually started to get along better.
Number 99: Jessie Ewiak
When he wasn’t explaining to members of the Conservative Brigade why the polls favored Kerry over Bush in ’04, he was wanking to one of the few elections Democrats did manage win that year.
Number 98: MD2020
Nothing really special to say about MD2020; he seemed like a nice enough chap when he was here.
Number 97: Reservior Kitty
The next poster on my list is really the cat’s meow – oh fuck you all, I’ve said worse.
Number 96: Chave
He has nice teeth, and for someone who lives across the Pond from me, that says a lot.
Number 95: Kotz
I’ve known him at TSM for years, and I’m still unsure if we get along or not.
Number 94: FrigidSoul
We teamed up and good times were had by all, especially when goofing on some kid's mom and her unsuccessful bout with cancer. You can’t brush aside moments like this just because someone went and deleted a message board.
Number 93: Smues
He makes fun of Barry Bonds and ESPN, along with Mikey Moore. You can't win me over any more than goofing on those three subjects.
Number 92: Swift Terror
When he got promoted to the management level I was at we got to know each other better during some projects our groups worked together on. Well, the people working under us worked; I spent most of my day posting at TSM, which eventually pulled in my co-worker, too.
Number 91: Paul Stanley
If he's been laid off already for making too much money, here's hoping he finds something that pays him more and has him working less.
Number 90: Masked Man of Mystery
He’s a Professional Otaku, and no list is complete without one of those.
Number 89: Olympic Slam
He’s more conservative than me yet lives in California.
Number 88: The Czech Republic
He’s extremely approachable on AIM and has answered every inquiry I have asked him through this medium, from explaining what exactly a “neocon” is to what parts of the Windy City and its surrounding areas support the Cubs and which areas support the White Sox.
Number 87: Latin Assasin
He may be Latino, but I'll still give him a pound, or whatever it is those black people do when greeting each other.
Number 86: JAxl Morrison
When he's not putting his sexual partner's life at risk by banging her while she still has a tampon inside of her, he's putting his own life at risk by getting it on with military wives.
Number 85: Ant 7000
He tries his hardest to answer that age-old question: "Why do black men go after fat white girls?"
Number 84: Crono T
When you're good enough to get the Best Ending, the Frog Ending, and the Secret Ending, then we'll talk. Until then, keep on digging, Watson.
Number 83: BDC
He’s the unofficial ninja of the Conservative Brigade.
Number 82: Special K
What puts him at number 82 on my list is the phenomenon that was his “Hey everybody, I finally got laid" thread.
Number 81: Agent of Oblivion
Although he considered me the worst poster of 2004, can anyone really blame him for that?
Number 80: The Franchise
I don’t think he lives in one of the better neighborhoods across the Pond.
Number 79: Treble
You can't really blame the Office Glen for crashing my threads, considering I have derailed a few of his on occasion.
Number 78: Kahran Ramsus
When he signed up in my football contest last year, I got the pleasure of interacting with him more than when he just closes threads I help queer up.
Number 77: Sass
I always found Sass, during his time as a mod, to be a voice of reason in many instances.
Number 76: Your Paragon of Virtue
He's harmless enough when talking about current events, back when I used to do that sort of thing.
Number 75: Jingus
Jingus, along with a few other people, formed another message board, which a few of us still post at.
Number 74: Buffybeast
She loves her hosses and hates black people.
Number 73: Dr. Venkman
He has a good Avatar and named after a kick-ass movie character.
Number 72: The Thread Killer
I didn’t know much about this guy until he came out of the closet.
Number 71: NY Untouchable
I need to somehow make up for breaking his heart by voting against him in the first round of this year’s Poster Tournament.
Number 71: Cena’s Writer
He didn’t mind when I moved him from the Cards to the Saints during the off-season.
Number 69: Bob Barron
Bob is one of the more recognizable posters at this place. And how can he not be, considering he's had that hat longer than the Braves have been winning Division titles.
Number 68: Agent Bond34
I do feel for him when a few years ago he got banned by some mod because that person thought Agent was a previously banned poster (Mr. Zsasz).
Number 67: Slapnuts
Slapnuts isn’t too bad a guy, even though he will forever be remembered for a certain 77 words.
Number 66: Y2Jerk
One could rest assured that during spring of ’05 there would be a Y2Jerk/MikeSC clash of the day.
Number 65: Starvenger
He’s part of my football contest and had a tough year with the Tampa Bay Buccaneers last season thanks to a few close losses.
Number 64: UseTheSledgehammerUh
At one point he was even banned, but I’ve never had a problem with him.
Number 63: Mr. S£im Citrus
I actually see a lot of myself in Mr. S£im. Well except for that whole "serving your country" thing. Plus I'm white. Oh, and there's that whole kid issue.
Number 62: The Scotsman
I only spoke with him once via AIM, and that was just to give him a link to a news story about some kid with Downs Syndrome being elected Homecoming King in his school.
Number 61: 2Gold
Even Kotz likes him, and it’s in a non-sexual matter, too.
Number 60: Prime Time Andrew Doyle
He’s also been tempted to seek the services of a hooker right after his classes finish early, but he’s too cheap to pay the $140 for a half-hour of service.
Number 59: Fazzle
I remember seeing a picture of him surrounded by some cute chicks that were around his age. Good work.
Number 58: King PK
Goddamn do I love that Avatar.
Number 57: El Santiaco
We both agree that the best zombie is a slow-moving zombie.
Number 56: Canadian Guitarist
He works at Wal-Mart, and because he’s a self-professed hippie I can’t imagine he takes much joy in helping his employer take over the world.
Number 55: Bps21
When you have me going, “Wow. This guy is really jaded,” you know you're doing something right.
Number 54: Cobain was Murdered
He's had an interesting selection of jobs, from his stint as a rugged lumberjack to being able to go to town with a store's slurpee machine.
Number 53: Banky
I’ve grown to like Banky (or whatever he’s calling himself this week).
Number 52: The Max
He’s more than accommodating when you’re asking questions about NHL ’06.
Number 50 and 51: Darrylxlf/AndrewTS
I can never remember which one is which, and I stopped trying to remember because it's a chore enough not to forget other things in life like "first pants then your shoes."
Number 49: Mole
I generally despise the “college lifestyle” and believe most people who engage in it need to be taken out to an alley and shot.
Number 48: Hoff
I'm still sure he spent $10.39 in Eden Prairie, MN, on a hooker.
Number 47: Cuban Linx
He’s a founding member of my football contest.
Number 46: Marvin is a Lunatic
When a male virgin finally achieves penetration because it’ll only last 5-10 seconds. Yes, I am speaking from personal experience.
Number 45: Canadian Chick
Having seen Canadian Chick do wrestling moves, I’m quite certain that not only can she blend in as being one of the guys (at least on the days where she’s not ragging it) but she could also probably pummel many of us with snap suplexes, half-nelsons or whatever those things are.
Number 44: Vyce
Vyce and I have this special connection, and no it’s not because we spy on all the pre-teen girls in our neighborhoods.
Number 43: Anglesaut
I'm fairly certain that these kids knew that the fire boom-boom stick would cause boo-boos.
Number 42: Rob E. Dangerously
He threatened to extort me once because I posted something good about John Kerry a long time ago that said I might consider voting for him.
Number 41: Canadian Chris
His name is Chris, and he is from Canada.
Number 40: Alfdogg
He helped out during the most recent kkk Bowl IV season. In fact, I think he handled it better than me.
Number 39: Dames
Without Dames, we wouldn’t be here today showing fellow posters pictures that we like, bitching about the latest RAW broadcast or saying how much this place sucks.
Number 38: Stephen Joseph
I just wish I knew what he did for a living.
Number 37: AlwaysPissedOff
I don’t think I’ve ever seen him pissed off, or even slightly irritated for that matter.
Number 36: Vitamin X
V-X would rather live in an America that resembles the commie commune many of his people risk their lives trying to flee.
Number 35: Damaramu
While known for his sports-folder meltdowns whenever the Oklahoma Sooners lost a football game, I’ll remember him better as that journalism student who vigorously pursued his dream of writing athlete profiles and game recaps.
Number 34: Carnival
If you don’t know what a juggalo is, just be thankful and move on.
Number 33: Hawk 34
He’s been suspected of being the previously banned poster Choken One, I really don’t care.
Number 32: Hogan Made Wrestling
He doesn’t seem to care much for blogs, which makes me wonder what the hell he’s doing on this list in the first place.
Number 31: Meatwad
When it comes to smart-ass replies, you can’t beat my Meat.
Number 30: Lovecraft
He hates freedom, to be sure. But he also hates commies, which is a bigger plus than the former is a minus.
Number 29: Spaceman Spiff
At the other place he came out defending the Supreme Communists of the United States.
Number 28: Gert T
Whenever I speak of my time in Middletown, Ohio, he actually knows what I’m talking about.
Number 27: Porter
Porter has been more than accommodating on AIM whenever I’ve had a question (or seven) about MVP Baseball 2005.
Number 26: BX
Just because I disagree with 99.999999999 percent of what someone thinks regarding politics (and I’m still waiting for that 0.000000001 percent of something we agree on) doesn't mean I have to hate him for it.
Number 25: Flyboy
I liked the little bugger, in a master-likes-his-slave sort of way.
Number 24: Teke184/cop/whoever
Teke can also find me entertaining at times … wait a second, that was tekecop.
Number 23: Bored
I wound up getting sodomized by Kotz in the Meow Mix Pussy Bowl – oh, yeah, and Kotz correctly predicted more games during Bowl Week than I did.
Number 22: Danny Dubya
The eastern part of this state is so contaminated with Democrats that if Three Mile Island would have had a full meltdown it would improve the region.
Number 21: Cartman
He did some “Survivor” deal back in ’03. We've been around that long?
Number 20: Al Keiper
He patrols with a big stick. That’s wooden. And made in Louisville. Well, maybe not Lousville – I have no idea what with globalization and all.
Number 19: The Real World’s Champion
It’s hard to go wrong with someone that starts a thread titled: “ Mikey was at my school...” followed by “No word on if the gym collapsed.....”
Number 18: Bravesfan
Years back he had some pick 'em football contest and I think it eventually drove him mad.
Number 17: Wildbomb 4:20
Wildbomb finally caught on and realized that nobody at this place is going to significantly change his or her opinions because some faceless message board poster said something smart.
Number 16: Cerebus
He moved on to do stuff in the real world, such as make babies with his hot wife, teach and do other grown-up stuff that I’m still trying to stay away from.
Number 15: Slayer
He’s got enough common sense to stay away from liberal craziness, but at the same time he shakes his head whenever his red state of Kansas acts like … well, a red state.
Number 14: King of the 909
From reading the limited entries in his blog it doesn’t appear that royalty in a state filled with illegal aliens would be all that appealing.
Number 13: NoCal Mike
He’s one of the few left-wingers that I believe would vote for Ralph Nader.
Number 12: Bigolsmitty
What separates Smitty from most of the Marxists here is that he’s actually funny with his shtick. And by funny I don’t mean C-Bacon funny.
Number 11: sfaJack
If it weren’t for saps like sfa and myself getting up for work, paying taxes and keeping this economy humming, then Pedro wouldn’t be sneaking across the southern border to pick lettuce and Mohammad wouldn’t be sneaking across the northern border to blow up a commerce center.
Number 10: Jobber of the Week
If he would be as fiscally responsible in Congress as he says he is at TSM, then I wouldn’t mind if some of his treasonous ideas got through the cracks.
Number 9: Mr. Rant
Is it really necessary to put a "NSFW" warning to a thread titled "THIS COMPLETELY RUINS A GOOD CUM BATH?"
Number 8: Ripper
For the last time, black people don't tip.
Number 7: Vern Gagne
He's the Conservative Brigade member who loads the ammo inside the tank.
Number 6: Black Lushus
Mr. Lushus is from Nebraska, has legitimate children and works a full-time job, so what little street cred he had is long gone.
Number 5: Cancer Marney
She’s my goddess, not to mention protector -- if not from Abdul flying in coach with that fuse hanging out from his shoe, then from posters from across the pond.
Number 4: MikeSC
For those of you that ventured into the Current Events folder in its heyday you will probably never look at a Michael from South Carolina the same way ever again.
Number 3: nl5xsk1
For more than THREE YEARS I’ve been involved in a shootout of insults with someone because of a split-second thought and a few keystrokes.
Number 2: Dr. Tom
Reporting for duty, General.
kkk's Top 103 Posters
Number 1: ???????
This selection may come as a surprise to some. Hell, this poster even once uttered one of my most hated lines of: “Can’t a cop/soldier just shoot someone in the leg instead of the chest so he doesn't get killed?” However, much like Padme when, with her final breath, said of her Jedi meat puppet, “there is good in him,” that is the same case with this poster – except for the gay sex and all that.
What got this poster so highly ranked? Well, for starters, he may hate his country, but he isn’t afraid to mock those who probably vote the same way he does in general elections. Also, CE vets may remember a few years ago back on April Fool’s Day a group of us deciding to post a mile in the other side’s shoes. Whose idea was it to do this? Mine, of course. But I needed a commie counterpart to pull this off, and this poster was more than happy to oblige. Then a few years later, after Eddie Guerrero passed away and the “You’re being serious” line became an instant classic, this same poster and I decided to spread the “_______ that make you think of Eddie Guerrero” threads to other folders.
Such as video games.
And movies.
And computers.
And books.
And porn.
And porn, again.
Was this dumb? Yeah. But was it funny? Well it seemed so at the time.
And while this poster hasn’t been around as often during W.'s second term than his first, the CE antics, along with a variety of other antics, made my final selection an easy choice. Besides, even though we were at opposite spectrums a few years ago (He's actually gotten quite conservative now that he's actually earning money and paying taxes, and Republicans have pissed me off quite a bit -- wait, does that mean the closer he got to the center was offset by my further tilt to the right because these so-called "small government" bitches in my Party have been anything but? Then again, I don't think I can get much more "conservative" because I don't consider myself much of a fundie, outside of the whole killing of the unborn. OK, now I'm really getting off track.), there are two things that will always unite message board posters: John Madden and porn. Err, let me rephrase that. How about the John Madden video game franchise and the porno industry? Yeah, that sounds better -- and it doesn't give "Boom! He's on his back!" a double meaning.
Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you…
…Dr. Tyler; Captain America
FOR AMERICA!!1++one, indeed.
9:15 p.m.
• As I’ve said before, Tuesday is usually grocery shopping day for the kkk household, and that means my Jew-ness can come out in all its glory. There are many things in life you can’t control, especially when it comes to expenses. However, grocery shopping is a bona fide way to save money, especially if you are careful about what you spend. For me, it’s all about coupons and in-store sales. With few exceptions, if a product isn’t on sale and I don’t have a coupon (which gets doubled up to 99 cents), I don’t get it. Now Mrs. kkk isn’t nearly as bad as I am, but she has gotten more Jewish as the years have gone by. However, today I have reached my pinnacle.
I knew this was going to be a big coupon week. I generally look through the weekly circular on Sunday-Monday and get an idea of what’s on sale. I then go through my coupons and put the ones that feature on-sale products to the front of the line. I noticed that this week there were quite a few sale/coupon combos. (BTW: If my Sunday Tribune-Review has at least two packs of coupons, I will go out and get the Sunday Shittsburgh Post-Gazette. Yes, I’m that pathetic.) When we go to the store there are always in-store sales that weren’t advertised, so I’m also on the lookout for these deals, too. And boy were there some doozies. Some highlights:
French’s yellow and spicy brown mustard. On sale, $1 each. Two 50 cent off coupons doubled. Do the math.
Frank’s hot sauce. On sale, $1.79. One $1 off coupon.
Aleve gel caps. On sale, $2.99 for a pack of 20. Three 75 cent off coupons doubled.
Two cottage cheese/fruit combo packs. On sale, $1 each. One 55 cent off coupon doubled.
And so on.
At the end of this week’s shopping trip, I ended up saving $61.24 off a $144.15 order. But the best part of all. The self check-out machine refused to accept my order because it said, in tech jargon, that I had saved too much money, or at least that’s what the store employee who rang up my order told me.
I always find it amusing when I read stories about how people have to change their lifestyle due to the HORRID BUSH ECONOMY. Along with taking less exquisite vacations, one change I commonly read is that families now clip coupons and watch what they buy at the grocery store. Shit, I’ve been doing that since 1999 when I first started living on my own.
4:30 p.m.
• So my ex-workplace had its May quarterly board meeting, and I found out from the people I still keep in touch with over there something interesting. It is now taking six people to do my job.
One person to actually step in to my job title.
My idiot boss who is showing the above person how to operate Quark, something she said she was proficient in during her interview. My one ex-coworker told me that when she started she asked why you had to make a box for everything. (Quark users will get the joke.) Oh, and she doesn't know how do do any of the other office software she insisted she knew.
Two people to do data-entry/editing work.
One person to do special projects.
One person to work on the web site. I should point out that the only thing which has been updated in the past four months is a link on the front page taken down that directed someone to the site’s latest updates. Seeing there hasn’t been an update since January 18, I find it odd that they would remove this.
I could be greedy and add another person to stuff envelopes, but I’m sure that could be delegated to the three people doing data entry/editing/special projects. Oh, and did I mention this person gets almost one-third more money starting out than what I did? (Hell, she makes more now than I did after 4+ years.) I’m not going to hate on her for that – in fact, I say good job. When it comes to money, you’re only paid as much as you can get. Actually, the one thing about my old job I didn’t really bitch about was the pay. I figure if I wanted more I’d go somewhere else. What did piss me off though was the extra job duties heaved onto me without any additional compensation. When you start a job and your extra responsibilities start becoming more important than the reason you were hired in the first place, then you’ve got problems.
But like I said above, good job on my recent replacement. After all, she was able to get money out of the same place that would constantly try to Jew me out of work I put down on my time card, sometimes as little as 15 minutes.
She was able to get money out of the same place that wouldn’t pay a part-time assistant more than $8/hour after downsizing the previous full-time assistant job, which was more than $12/hour plus benefits. (I am now told by my deep throat that getting a full-time assistant for my replacement is of the “utmost importance.” Actually, it’s been of the “utmost importance” for over a month.)
She was able to get money out of the same place that had everyone CARPOOL to this most recent meeting. This is the same place that has its staff stuff envelopes rather than invest in an envelope-stuffing machine.
But the best part of this meeting? I found out from my deep throat how much she makes, so I got a few people to ask about the new hire’s salary at the meeting. What did my idiot bosses do? They said they “can’t recall” how much she makes. This coming from the same place that … well, you get the idea. Actually, in our most recent company publication, my one idiot ex-boss was bragging about how office expenses were down by THREE ONE-HUNDREDTHS OF A PERCENTAGE POINT while the annual cost of something-or-other went up by 4.3 percent. Of course, in the next paragraph, he mentions that due to an “unusually high” death-ratio-index, the company had to dip into its surplus for the last fiscal year. Yeah, “unusually high.” Too bad all our clients are old and getting older. That “unusually high” is going to turn into “normal” soon enough. But hey, we saved THREE ONE-HUNDREDTHS OF A PERCENTAGE POINT because we wouldn’t pay a part-time assistant more than $8/hour and spent more than 4 months replacing an office worker who died. The more and more I’m away from this place, the more and more I’m enjoying watching its decay from within.
8:30 p.m.
• Uh oh. I bet he's a Bush man.
• Sixteen years later and this song still gives me chills. Damn good stuff. And not one "shizzle" or "bling" reference (or whatever the hell is being used now).
If you stuck around at the 1:50 mark, you would have heard the following line:
Now who used that line as the key sample for his song?
Yep.
• Speaking of Shaq Daddy raps. And how long did they take to remake this track -- 3 minutes?
4 p.m.
• So today the better half and I went to the bank to open up a savings account. After Mrs. kkk’s credit cards got paid off, I said we were going to have an initial rainy day fund that would eventually be turned into a savings account. This would happen once we got to a specific figure in our checking account. Well this past month we met that figure, so it was time to move that money to a savings account. This of course meant it was time to go to the bank and watch the bank person react in surprise when they find out how much money we have in our account. This happened when I first moved back to Pennsylvania in 2003 and opened up an account. This also happened earlier this year when I went to get a debit card for my account. And just to show that I wasn’t crazy about the surprised facial contortions, I asked the better half to watch for such a reaction. The best part came when the banker asked, “Well do you know what account you would like to open?” After I said what account would work best for us, she spent a few minutes looking at her notes and said, “That’s right. You have enough to get into the higher-tier interest rate!” Pft. Like it matters. Now the plan is to keep the checking account at the amount we predetermined and any extra money left over in that account at the end of the month will be spent paying off my school loan. I figure that should take a few months, and then it will be onto the next task at hand.
• I just realized that the postage rate went up yet again. I knew it was going to increase, but I wasn’t sure when. It must be nice to run an industry where you don’t have to worry about your competition setting prices lower than yours. But I digress. I discovered a reason to keep pennies – to get 1-cent stamps. Earlier this year at Sam’s Club trip we got a 100-roll of stamps. How many stamps do we have left? 68. How many 1-cent stamps did I get today? 68. How many pennies did I use? 68. Unrolled. Hey, if they want to raise postage rates by a penny, then they should expect a similar brand of currency. Actually, it wasn’t that tense a transaction. Here’s what I hate most about the post office. No matter who’s in front of me in line, it takes 5-10 minutes (at least) to complete their order. When I step up, it takes a minute – two tops. Then again, I don’t stand there and carefully pick out the design of stamps I want to purchase. Goddamn I hate old people.
9:30 p.m.
• You know, it's not the actual story that caught my eye.
A 4-3 opinion over a hot-button topic whose final decision favors the liberal side of the debate. Odd how there's no mention of a "splintered" or "divided" court decision, although we learn that this court is REPUBLICAN-DOMINATED (whatever the hell that means in California).
Yet a while back I posted this story, also published by the Associated Press...
Wait a second, I was about to do a "how come one case is divided and the other case is splintered," but then I decided to actually, you know, LOOK UP the word in question.
Fudgesicles. Damn you liberal media.
10 p.m.
• So earlier this week I was at Target picking up the better half’s birth control pills when the lady in front of me asked around as to when the new Indiana Jones movie is coming out. Since nobody else knew, I decided to end the awkward silence by saying “May 22.” She then got as giddy as this chick at the grocery store…
…but I digress.
After she picked up her prescription and paid for that and her Indiana Jones DVD set, I shook my head, which prompted the one pharmacist to ask, “What’s wrong?” The following conversation took place. You’ll figure out who is who.
“No self-respecting Indiana Jones fan will look forward to this.”
“Why? I heard it was going to be good.”
“No, it won’t.”
“I have some friends who are in film school and they said the special effects and action will be great.”
“No, it won’t.”
“Why do you think that?”
“They should have stopped with ‘The Last Crusade.’”
“Why?”
“Because it was the perfect ending. Indiana riding off with his father, Sallah and Brody into the sunset. Connery won’t be in this one. Neither will Sallah. And Brody’s dead. Everything in that last scene in ‘The Last Crusade’ has just been wiped away.”
“So you’re not going to see it in the theater.”
“No, but I’ll probably get it on DVD.”
“Why?”
“Because, whether I like it or not, it’s INDIANA JONES.”
*Sigh* I feel the same way about the Star Wars prequels.
Wow, I point out my inability to understand the English language and show how much of a sucker I am with movie franchises just as old as me – all in one entry. I need to inject myself with some manliness. That last line isn’t helping my case much, either...
PUNKS JUMP UP TO GET BEAT DOWN (without using naughty words)
PUNKS JUMP UP TO GET BEAT DOWN (thug lyricz)
You know, for a song that has the line:
I find it funny that the following is also included in this track…
…
Wait a second:
Uhhh, that’s not the correct line, Lyrics Freak.
What the hell?
Lyrics Depot
MP3 Lyrics
STL Lyrics
E Lyrics,
Complete Album Lyrics
Lyrics on Demand
Lyrics Time
Thank you Metro Lyrics. Finally, someone gets the line right.
No, I'm not repeating an entry I made last year. In that post I was remarking on the "Give strong blows to the heads of my foes," line, not the "dick in ya ass" line. With this entry, I'm also pointing out that I may not know what "splintered" means, but I can remember a song's line about anal sex from 16 years ago.
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God what the hell is wrong with me?
Hmm, interesting take on the YouTube comment section:
That's actually a valid point. Maybe Sadat was a late bloomer.
9 p.m.
• Well gee, who could have thought people would find this offensive?
Video.
How dare he compare a presidential candidate to a monkey. Why that's unheard of. That's outrageous. That's...
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11:59 p.m.
• As an avid rap listener back in the 1980s and '90s, I remember hearing a number of edited songs on the radio and on albums. While many of these "kid friendly" versions were awful with the non-thug words and gaping pauses, one of my favorite edits came in one of my favorites songs of the early 1990s…
…and my jimmy runs deep … so deep … so deep put her BUTT to sleep...
Speaking of this time, I was listening to Comcast’s Old School Rap music channel. It’s not a permanent channel, but it pops up often enough. However, today they played “Nothing but a G Thing” and “Rump Shaker.” Old School? Fuck. Old school is Doug E. Fresh and the Treacherous Three. Oh well, I’m sure someone in his 40s would disagree with that. C’est la vie.
• From my 5/7 post:
Actually, the better half used to not be a vengeful bitch. That is until meeting me. Now she is almost as bad as me, although she still has way more tact than me. However, in this instance, I have to say she won’t need to torpedo the operation because her boss will have no trouble doing that shortly after she leaves. We’re still trying to figure out the best way to exit. Because we don’t have a crystal ball, she’s looking now for a new job. However, if we knew that she would be gainfully employed September 1 at a new workplace, I would want her to stay until her final day of work on August 31. This way she can suck up as much money from this grant as possible and make her boss feel more uncomfortable than she already feels. Then again, the sooner she leaves, the greater the train wreck will be. Oddly enough, when I knew my time at my former place of employment was going to be limited, I actually worked harder. The reason? Whenever I would leave, the quality of work I did would be magnified, and believe me I was right. Not only is the work downright embarrassing, but also it’s taking FOUR people (not including the person who replaced me) to do what I did by myself. And the work is also getting out almost a month later than it should be. Sometimes it’s best to not do a thing to torpedo your ex-employers; many of them can do that without your assistance.
• Speaking of SFAJack and his possible 15 minutes of fame, back when the Clinton/Lewinsky was unearthed I was part of one of those “man on the street” interviews. I was headed to my job at the theater and I noticed this reporter and photographer trying to get people to give their opinion of the story. I figured I’d help them out – besides, my one journalism class had a project where I needed to interview a reporter so I figured I’d do a quid pro quo. I gave him a nice quote and he gave me an easy way to accomplish an annoying class project a few weeks later. My quote? It went something like, “It’s too early to say anything one way or the other, but I think he should resign for other reasons.”
8:30 p.m.
• I wonder what it would be like to be the target of a GLOBAL man-hunt?
That's when you know you done fucked up. Then again, I'm sure I could sleep at night knowing the Frenchies are after me.
• Idiot.
It's not like the poor gas station owner is reaping the profits. You know, what the hell is going to happen when there's a real fuel shortage or when rationing is forced upon us? Maybe having a Democrat in office, along with a Democrat congress, won't be so bad. After all, Medium-Large Media would then tell us what a bargain $4/gallon gas really is.
• I've been meaning to talk about this gem of a story for a few days now. Here's the latest.
God bless the K-9 unit. Too bad the dog did more for society than that two-bit piece of shit who shot it. The sad thing about all this? When I first heard this story on the drive in to work earlier this week, I joked to the better half that the cops shot the dog on purpose so they could then kill another young black man. Why am I not surprised by what happened next?
And here's the real payoff...
Do I even need to answer this one? Here's some more about the framed innocent.
God, Democrats must be glad to have these peons in their back pocket, even if a sliver of them bother to vote. And thank Christ for that.
7 p.m.
• Well today was a bit of a shocker. We found out that Mrs. kkk got laid off. Actually, she’ll be out of work August 31. Why? According to her idiot boss, because the boss doesn’t like working in the academic world and will use her grant money to pay her salary and not the better half’s. All I have to say is that for as fucked up as my former place of employment has been since my departure, this has the makings of a classic. Why? Because without the better half there, her soon-to-be ex-boss will have to do the vast majority of work.
The same person that comes in at 11 a.m. and leaves at 2 p.m. yet bitches about being “overworked.”
The same person that once put salad dressing on a salad the night before some social function and wondered why the salad was ruined the next morning.
The same person who poured sugar instead of parmesan cheese over her pasta during dinner.
The same person who (just a few weeks ago) saw an expense sheet and didn’t know what “balance” meant.
The same person who never locks the petty cash drawer and had checks stolen that racked up thousands of dollars in theft.
The same person that fights with every department and vendor there is, even though she is wrong 99 percent of the time.
The same person.
Oh this has the makings to be a classic. Did I mention this chick has a Ph.D.? No? Well, I'm sure you figured that out by the "expense sheet" line.
As for Mrs. kkk – she’ll get another job, hopefully within the university system. The only adjustment will be that we would carpool a bit later in the morning and afternoon. The busier traffic will be a downer, but it’s nothing major – most the time I leave late from my job anyway because I get a lot of last-minute calls/etc. The odd thing is even if I was to lose this job I really wouldn’t care. If my current employer’s funding gets discontinued and I have to start looking at the classifieds again, I would actually be comfortable with doing so. I don’t hate where I work, but rather the time I spent here has shown me that not EVERY workplace situation has to be a dysfunctional affair.
8 p.m.
• So the better half and I were driving back from grocery shopping night, and we went past the one thrift store that we always go past. What was on this store's sign? "Clearance." A sale at the thrift store? What, will that pair of jeans now be 50 cents instead of $1?
Actually, we donated some stuff a few weeks back when we decided to attempt to clear out our house of unwanted junk (oddly enough, Mrs. kkk is still living under my roof). This brings up a story I've been meaning to tell for more than a week. Here we go:
I don’t think I’ve mentioned my mom that much. There’s a reason. I’m not that close to her. I don’t hate her, but when you grow up as a latch-key kid you don’t tend to take the whole “family” thing that seriously. I’m not bitching about this, mind you, because I actually like keeping my family at a distance. However, here is a brief rundown of how the old lady lost her mind.
1995: Got laid off from her job because she was there too long and made too much money.
For a few years after that she worked several similar jobs and got canned due to downsizing and all that. But wait, wasn’t this during the GREATEST ECONOMY IN THE HISTORY OF THE UNIVERSE? Yeah, and I was working two jobs for shit pay at Sappy Valley. But I digress. After my grandma on my mom’s side died ol’ mother decided to go to Jesus school. And for years she pestered the Jesus school administrators who didn’t want her because she was too old. Whatever. In the process she ran out of money for thinking she could weekly drive to Columbus, Ohio, and back to her Shittsburgh townhouse. Did I mention that she had virtually no income coming in at this point? Well she sold her house and kept all her shit in storage. And by shit I mean boxes upon boxes of LPs and books that were 40+ years old. In 2003 I took this crap from storage and put it into the duplex we were residing in at that point. When we found out Mrs. kkk was preggers in December I told mom it was time to get this shit out of our house. And by shit I mean more than 15 of those big ass bins. We agreed she had until June 1 to cart her shit out.
Not this past Friday but the Friday before was when she came over to take the first half of this stuff back to Ohio. But wait, she didn’t realize that these books/LPs were in these LARGE bins. Uhhhh, they’ve been in these containers since I bought these bins in ’03 when I went to take her shit from storage and realize that the boxes she was using were rotted. She then gets her “deer in headlights” look because she doesn’t know what to do. Jesus Christ, didn’t she think ANY of this through? I said to cart the bins that were smaller, and I would move some of my stuff that was in smaller bins and use those as well. I then added that I can go to Wal-Mart and get more bins for Trip 2. She then freaks out again and says, “I don’t have the money for that.” My response, “I didn’t say ‘you’ would get the bins.” Good gravy, and she said to me earlier this evening that she was going to rent a truck to cart all this stuff out. Oh, yeah. And she couldn’t lift ANY of these bins. When I asked her how she was going to unload this stuff, she replied that she was going to DRIVE AROUND WITH THIS STUFF IN HER CAR UNTIL SHE COULD GET SOMEONE FROM OHIO TO UNLOAD THE CONTENTS. And you were bitching about gas prices? Do you have any idea how much fuel you would have burned doing this? And what if you rented that truck? I’m now the rational one. My God is that frightening. Well now I’m getting bored so I’ll wrap this up. While putting the shit in her car I realized that if I joined her on this trip I could get rid of ALL this shit in ONE trip. I went to Wal-Mart and got a dozen more bins and finished moving all her shit from the big bins to the smaller ones. At 1 a.m. I was done. Four hours later I was up getting ready to get the hell out. Twelve hours later I was back home and free of all this shit. Of course I have yet to put away all the emptied bins so the basement still looks cluttered. However, it’s MY clutter.
Should I have offered to help her in the first place? Probably. But I’m an awful son. Then again, I pretty much knew I’d be doing this all along. Whatever. At least I don’t have to see her again before June.
And for those that get the title to today's entry. Good job. For those that don't, peep this:
Even though it's a live show, if you have ever listened to RIGHT-WING RADIO you might recognize this song as the theme song to a certain talker heard on hundreds upon hundreds of stations (if you still don't know, just read the comments to this video; you'll figure it out). If you want the studio version of this song, peep the two queermos below.
And while I'm on this subject, I always wondered about the reaction to Rush using this song on his show.
9:30 p.m.
• Oddly enough, I agree with the pointy-headed academics on this one.
Hey, I'm all about less taxes, but this will do NOTHING. And if we don't have any federal gas taxes, then that will hold back road construction projects -- you know, the ones with 20 guys standing around watching some other pot-bellied man in a hard had moving a digger around. Then we'll hear about how all of our roads are crumbling. In a roundabout way, it's sort of the way I feel about this recent tax rebate thing. If letting people keep more of their money is a good thing, then why does it have to be a one-time special event?
• Gag me now. Funny, because this is the first election I'll be a part of where I feel uninspired.
What?
Yeah, that's a great reason to elect someone. Oh well, it worked for Strom.
7 p.m.
• Yeah, baby. I just checked my bank account today and my $1200 tax rebate check got deposited a few days ago. Now I'm going to go and...
...not do a damn thing with it.
8:30 p.m.
• Remember last season when the Pirates TRADED for THIS?
Well, guess what.
Stabilize a young rotation? So that's what the company line is for this? And people wonder why I don't bother with this team. That may change sometime this year if my friend from Ohio visits and wants to take in a Bucs game. Fuck.
7:30 p.m.
• I’m sorry but when I saw this subject line in my inbox I had to click:
And what did the body text have to say? (The text was bolded when I read it.)
In case any of you want more information about this product, peep the vibrator shop. Then again, why pay $70 to get off when this guy will do it for free?
• I swear to Christ I’m talking to my former co-worker now more than when I worked at my previous shit hole of a job. Why? Because the new person they hired is a complete fuck-up and doesn’t know the first thing about her job. It’s already taking three people to do the work I performed by myself. What’s the point of lying about your set of job skills when you will need them to perform your duties? At least when I interview I was honest with what I knew and what I didn’t. Then again, that might be why I didn’t get past the first round of many of my interviews. Oh well.
• Oh thank fuck this show is ending.
I watched it for a spell in the late 1990s and HATED just about every character on the show. The only one I liked was Dr. Romano, and that was because he was an asshole. Everyone else I rooted for their early demise. Except for the gruffy receptionist guy. Oh, and the Anthony Edwards character, but I think that was because I hated him less than the rest of the ensemble.
8:30 p.m.
• Let's see if Al Keiper is blowing smoke up my rear.
Hmm, wonder what I was doing wrong before. I was doing the "/video" thing. No matter.
Oh Christ. I HATE those beer guys. Shut up already and let me watch the game. The ones at the Reds stadium were annoying as shit.
7 p.m.
• So here’s a tip for those who get a call from a Maury Povich producer who asks you to appear on the program. DON’T GO.
Seriously, what do you expect will happen? Your wife has a SECRET~! Gee, I wonder what it could be?
“Baby, I’ve been withholding part of my paycheck from you and I’ve been investing it into an IRA.”
“Honey, I’ve been going to night school and now I earned a Ph.D. and can now start my own licensed practice.”
“Sweetie, my office pool won the Powerball.”
“My love, I cheated on you and you might not be Junior’s daddy.”
You know the only thing worse than coming out to the Maury audience amidst a chorus of boos? Coming out to a chorus of cheers. That means you were the one cheated on.
• I wonder if she will win Ben Stein’s money? Sorry. Wait, not I’m not. That was clever. I’m sure someone else beat me to the punch line. Man was that an awesome show. Well, at least when Jimmy Kimmel was the sidekick.
We used only a very small portion of the song? And that makes it OK? Actually, I’m not sure what the fair use rules are regarding documentaries, so the film might win this one. Either way, I don’t care. People in academia are fuck-ups who can’t survive in the real world. People who think God spent a week making the universe are … well, at least many of them vote for the correct candidates.
9 p.m.
• Oh please let the enviro-wackos go over to China and protest that country's use of fuel. (Note the last paragraph.)
And this is why Americans need to adjust their lifestyles. I don't consider myself an enviro-wacko, but I do my best to conserve energy in a number of places. I carpool. I try to make unnecessary shopping trips. The reason for this? I don't care about the rainforest. I'm a cheap bastard and this saves money. I did this when gas was 99 and 9/10s of a cent per gallon. I will do this when gas hits $4+ per gallon this year. My vehicle of choice? An '03 Cavalier. I love watching these political ads with people bitching about gas prices. Say, didn't Democrats say in '06 that if they were elected gas prices would go down? What the dillyo?
9 p.m.
• So today was primary day for the Keystone State. For a registered Republican there wasn't much to do other than nominate a bunch of people running unopposed in local elections. I was thinking of casting a write-in vote for president, or even throwing Ron Paul a bone for kicks, but then I saw that Mike Hickabee is still in the race. McCain for me and Mrs. kkk.
Sadly there weren't any stories to report. No fights with Democrats at the polling place. No nothing. Oh well.
• I think I'm going to side with the docs on this one.
Doctors are busy run late enough as it is -- I don't want to imagine them typing away at some medical issue to a patient. Besides, I'm sure whatever a doctor puts into writing would be red meat for a trial lawyer should something go wrong with said patient.
• Memoirs? How old is she again?
You know, I hate to admit it, but I actually watched part of an episode of "Hannah Montana" while in Buffalo. It wasn't as bad as I thought. The one niece-in-law is a fan of the show, so for the last few years all we have bought for her for holidays and birthdays has been this Montana shit. I can't wait until this phase is over and all that money is wasted.
8 p.m.
• Uh-oh. I forgot the NBA playoffs started today. Whatever, it's only one game. Is the NBA is still doing the pre-determined brackets, unlike the NHL which reseeds every round? Well they are in this.
Coming from the Big East, boy, we ain’t slippin’
(1) Boston vs. (8) Atlanta
Hey, Atlanta made the playoffs! Good for them. I don’t even want to know their record. Celtics in 5. (For the record, I rarely call a game in 4 games or 7 games. Generally, if I say a series will last 5 games, I’m leaning toward a 4-5 game series. If I say 6 games, I’m thinking a series will last 6-7 games. But I’ll take any correct prediction when I can.)
(2) Detroit vs. (7) Philadelphia
I heard the 76ers were playing pretty good as of late. No matter. Pistons in 5.
(3) Orlando vs. (6) Toronto
This one has my interest somewhat. I’m thinking this could have upset potential. I’ll still go Magic in 6.
(4) Cleveland vs. (5) Washington
I don’t care about this series. I didn’t care about this series last year. I didn’t care about it the year before. Cavs in 6.
SECOND ROUND:
(1) Boston vs. (4) Cleveland
I don’t see the Cavs pulling off an upset past the first round this year. Celtics in 5.
Detroit (2) vs. Orlando (3)
Oh what the heck. After guessing a near upset in Orland’s first round matchup, I’ll say they give the Pistons a scare. Pistons in 6.
THIRD ROUND:
(1) Boston vs. (2) Detroit.
This is what everybody has been predicting all year. I’ll pull for the Celtics. Boston in 6.
West-siiiiide
(1) Los Angeles vs. (8) Denver
So it was Denver and not Golden State that got the last playoff spot. It must be terrible for a fan of a Western Conference team like the Nuggets. You spend all that money attending games throughout the regular season only to get ousted in the first round each year. Lakers in 5.
(2) New Orleans vs. (7) Dallas
I was figuring Dallas would make some noise in the playoffs this year, seeing how they got bumped in the first round last year and they were facing not even reaching the postseason after making the trade for Kidd. However, it seems every ESPN talking head has been predicting Dallas to upset, which has me nervous. No matter. Mavericks in 6.
(3) San Antonio vs. (6) Phoenix
I made this prediction before today’s game, which I had on while doing some odds and ends around the house. I’m pulling for the Suns, but I just can’t. Spurs in 6.
(4) Utah vs. (5) Houston
I like T-Mac. Really. I do. But like how I can’t discount the Spurs in the first round, I can’t discount Houston from NOT advancing. Jazz in 5.
SECOND ROUND
(1) Los Angeles vs. (4) Utah
Remember my comment about the Nuggets? Insert “Nuggets” for “Jazz.” Los Angles in 5.
(2) San Antonio vs. Dallas (7)
I had the Spurs advancing in the first round, but I’ll go for the upset here. Mavs in 6.
THIRD ROUND
(1) Los Angles vs. Dallas (7)
Oh what the heck, I’ll call it. Mavericks in 6.
Finals
(1) Boston vs. Dallas (7)
I’m such a party pooper to not have LAKERS VS. CELTICS. Whatever. Hooray for anti-climatic Championship Series. Celtics in 5.
7:30 p.m.
• So the "well it's only a matter of time" has struck again. Remember my out-of-control niece-in-law? Guess who has a bun in the oven?
And guess who gets drunk?
And guess who uses drugs?
And guess who goes to the methadone clinic?
The funniest thing about all this: I have no idea who the father is. Well, she's been living with this guy for a little while now, but that doesn't mean shit. This is the same person who got a cat, didn't have it fixed and didn't take it one time to the vet. About a week ago the cat got in heat and ran away. Maybe it knew something then.
• And who says there's a media bias? Note the bold-face type. Well, naturally, you should. After all, it's in bold-face. But I digress.
Oopsie, I deleted one little thing in the last paragraph. There we go...
Splintered? Conservative? It was a 7-2 vote! The same five red diaper doper babies that think it's OK for the government to take the private property of Private Party A and give it to Private Party B because Private Party B would use the land to generate more tax revenue took part in this decision. I shudder to think what would happen if several lawyers in robes were chosen by Osama or Hitlery. (Eh, I'm sure McCain wouldn't be much better.)
8:30 p.m.
• For those that frequent the other place. What that hell happened when I was away?
• So Barack Osama said something "clingy" about certain people...
So now Hitlery has pounced on this, and who suffers the most? Me. Because I have to watch shit like this every time my TV is turned on.
What's the difference between Hitlery and Osama on this issue? Osama was dumb enough to say it and have others hear him, even in friendly confines.
• From Smues' neck of the woods. Ever hear of these people?
9 p.m.
• You know, I generally side with so-called smokers' rights. However, I don't blame people for wanting smoking banned at beaches.
The few times I've been to the beach it was disgusting how many cigarette butts were all over the place.
• Man, who did the Rooneys piss off to get a schedule like this?
6 p.m.
• So the better half wanted to look up the review to some game called Looney Tunes: Acme Arsenal. I told her where to go to the site I always go to for reviews, but she "couldn't find it." OK. So I went to my favorites list, clicked the link and entered in the game's name. As I got up from the computer chair, she asked, "Where are you going?" My response. "Here's the site -- just pick what reviews you want to look at." Her response. "I thought you were going to read them, too."
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Speaking of which, anybody know of any PS2 games out there that are similar to the Baldur's Gate: Dark Alliance and Champions of Norrath titles?
5 p.m.
• So I was about to make the old "well at least she didn't blame thison the brake pedal sticking," but then I found that this joke has already been spent. No matter.
• Ice went to jail for PUSHING a bitch?
Ahh, now the truth comes out.
Then why isn't she in jail for lying? There are time I feel bad for women -- like when disgusting men hit on them for no reason whatsoever (and no, this isn't from personal experience). However, all a chick has to do is accuse some guy of abusing her and it's off to the slammer.
Now time for some more news stuff...
Now we get the background on V-Ice, which is common for many stories involving public figures.
But here's the best part.
Anyone remember buying those tape/CD singles back in the '90s? Memories.
8:30 p.m.
• So it looks like there was one talent "the stars" had.
I don't care for much of reality TV outside of "Cops" and other videos of blacks and rednecks getting beat down. That doesn't mean I hate the genre, though. For some sick reason the better half and I have seen a number of Vh1's "Rock of Love" shows this past season, although I think it's more for the train wreck factor than desired viewing. Ugh, as I type, she's got "Survivor" on downstairs.
• Maybe all the protests about the Olympic torch headed to China isn't about the country's crackdown on Tibet and people that like to do yoga in public.
Oh lord...
5 p.m.
• So this is what keeps me going. I had a chat with my one former co-worker earlier today, and he says that the person hired to replace me is totally screwing things up. Remember those monthly projects I always spent weekends performing, which I always finished by the 18th of each month? Well, the n00b was hired the first day or two of March and has not yet FINISHED March's project and probably won't for AT LEAST two more weeks.
• Tonight marks the start of the NHL playoffs. Might as well get these predictions over with:
East
Montreal Canadiens (1) v Boston Bruins (8)
Still trying to figure out how Montreal got the top East spot. It might help if I paid attention to the games. Habs in 5.
Pittsburgh Penguins (2) v Ottawa Senators (7)
Last year the Sens took care of the Pens in quick fashion. This year it's payback. Pens in 6.
Washington Capitals (3) v Philadelphia Flyers (6)
The Caps have that guy with the O and a really long last name. However, I think the Flyers will goon him to submission. Flyers in 6.
New Jersey Devils (4) v New York Rangers (5)
How many time do these two play each other. Devils in 5.
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Montreal Canadiens (1) v Philadelphia Flyers (6)
The Flyers can goon one man, but they can't goon them all. Habs in 5.
Pittsburgh Penguins (2) v New Jersey Devils (4)
The playoffs are when a goalie can shut down an entire team. However, it's time for Marty to break down. Pens in 6.
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Montreal Canadiens (1) v Pittsburgh Penguins (2)
Oh what the hell, I'll go with the homer pick. Pens in 7.
West
Detroit Red Wings (1) v Nashville Predators (8)
I remember getting burned by Nashville last year. Fuck 'em. Wings in 5.
San Jose Sharks (2) v Calgary Flames (7)
How about we go with San Jose winning in 6.
Minnesota Wild (3) v Colorado Avalanche (6)
I'll guess this series will have the most overtimes. Don't know why. Wild in 6.
Anaheim Ducks (4) v Dallas Stars (5)
I don't see the Stars getting out of the first round anymore. Ducks in 5.
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Detroit Red Wings (1) v Anaheim Ducks (4)
Detroit tends to choke, but I ame getting the feeling that this year they won't. Wings in 5.
San Jose Sharks (2) v Minnesota Wild (3)
Yikes, I've picked all favorites so far. Wild in 7.
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Detroit Red Wings (1) v Minnesota Wild (3)
Steve Yzerman retired, right? Wings in 5.
Stanley Cup
Detroit Red Wings (1) v Pittsburgh Penguins (2)
I'm not that big a homer. Wings in 5.
