Hello Newman

So this girl IMs me today and tells me I was in her dreams. And the dream was a bad one, because her house kept almost burning down. I was hoping for a dirty dream but hey you can't win 'em all right? Anyway, it turned out to be some sort of act of arson, me of course being the arsonist. Apparently I had jammed a french fry in a gas pipe, which I learned from MacGuyver's arch-nemesis Murdock when I was just a wee lad. On a related front the Larold Jay death watch has been going pretty well, as we hope there won't be much to see today; and yesterday was pretty easy because he was either blowing chow in the bathroom or passed out on the couch, kind of cuts his options down a little bit.

We are going to try and get a ball game in for this Saturday around 2 loyal readers...The Joe Birds, who as of late have been managed by Goo Hyatt are starting to put a respectable lineup together and is as follows:

Goo Hyatt, Joe Bird the lazy bastard, little Andy aka Fro, multiple Belmonts, though one is probably still in jail in Danube; B-rad Vivacqua, Roc, Tom and Mike Curley, most recently J Garramone has been added to the squad and V. is bangin.

As always check yourself before you wreck yourself.

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