Side Note
Still moonlighting over at the site of my idol, Bat-Girl.
However, a RWD HOCKEY RELATED ARTICLE is coming soon.
Still moonlighting over at the site of my idol, Bat-Girl.
However, a RWD HOCKEY RELATED ARTICLE is coming soon.
Posted by DC at 10:14 PM 6 comments
Labels: Off-Season
No, that's not what people say when they read this blog. People just don't read this blog. (If a blog sucks on the internet and no one reads it, does it make a sound?)
It is, however, what people say when they read this blog.
Speaking of LaP, I saw him at the Final Five. I told him how I felt, meaning I screamed "YOU SUCK, LaP! I MISS CLAY MATVICK!" or something like that. Then I fled like the Paris High Command.
Speaking of the Final Five, I know I didn't do a recap, but it just wasn't as notable (read: drunk) this year. There were some jerks sitting behind me, too, who bothered me. It wasn't the same without the Dogs, either.
People I Met:
MeanEgirl
The Darkness
Dirty
Brenthoven
Some toothless dude who kept hugging MEg
Melmac
HockeyMom
Some dude who works with DA who bought me a beer
A hot guy from Maine
State Of Hockey (a.k.a. Skippy)
People I Saw Who I Already Knew:
Siouxnami
tDHG and Mrs. DHG
tBeersong
FHG
AHABulldog
The Rookie, Scotty, Howard and Turtle
Sioux-cia
Forecheck
The Hottest Girl in Alary's
MafiaMan and friends
People I Didn't See (AHEM!):
Let's Go Mavs
WinTwins
Goon
Redwing77
AZSioux
Badger Backer
Maize
Boosh
USAFA Bulldog
People I Stalked:
LaP
Josh Miskovich
Either Steve Rohlik or a Steve Rohlik look-alike
Those horrible fat people from that team I hate
Next year, I expect to see tDogs there, or else...
Posted by DC at 9:58 PM 15 comments
Labels: La P, Off-Season
RWD the blog may not have any new content (other than some rage against the internet), but RWD the person is contributing to another site. Yep, I'm cheating on hockey.
Posted by DC at 11:23 PM 2 comments
Labels: Blogs, Off-Season
WHAT THE F-ING F?
I just wrote something and hit publish and the thing said it was published successfully BUT THAT WAS A LIE because NOTHING WAS THERE except the title and the labels.
:::chokes out a bitch:::
UNCOOL.
"I saw a wino, and he was eating grapes. I was like, dude, you have to wait." --Mitch Hedberg.
Sorry, LGM, but you have to wait, too.
Posted by DC at 7:52 PM 1 comments
Labels: Off-Season
So, I'm sure no one noticed/cared, but I took a little break from writing after I finished up the All-Hottie Teams. That's probably indicative of what the next few months are going to be like. I'm not running silent like Donald, but you can't expect content every day. Could you expect content every day during the season? No, I'm not Goddard, I don't re-post newspaper articles and call it content...
Most of the next few months will involve me shoving my opinion down your throat longer, more editorial pieces. It takes a long time for 1,000 monkeys typing on 1,000 typewriters to come up with an opinion piece than it did to update Numbers or giggle about hot guys, so don't expect brilliance every two or three days.
Posted by DC at 11:50 AM 7 comments
Labels: Off-Season