Fragile.

I like how all the news companies are raiding Facebook for photos of her and dumping her online presence private or public on their sites. Here is my favorite photo so far. Just another reason not to be on Facebook, the place where what you say and do you think is private but its not.

By the way she got busted for night vision devices. Three of them. These hot Russian spies are dumb. I hope they keep sending them.

It starts at about 3:00.

From ArabianMoney

Clew got me reading this stuff:

The Last Battle has started. The seals on the Dark One’s prison are crumbling. The Pattern itself is unraveling, and the armies of the Shadow have begun to boil out of the Blight.

Blame it on Clew. Its all Clew’s fault. I can’t stop reading, its like  more cowbell. Pre-order is up for Towers of Midnight.

Its getting close for Teeebbs to write a post about scheduling an event of some sort in the month of August. Just saying.

Last year, I was ridiculed for being early. This year my vagueness should insulate me from the hate. This event could be about anything mind you.

26 photos later:

I think next time I’ll do a better job of overlapping the photos. I had to do a bit of touching up on the rail on the left half.

On the third day of vacation, the heavens opened  and spoke unto Ryzz:

You are destined to return to greatness this season, no team will withstand your draft of fantasy greatness not even Teeebbs in the playoffs.

The entire draft sequence was then revealed to me by the voice of Sean Connery. You bunch of Turd Fergusons won’t be worthy of handing me toilet paper much less the Balley’s Cup.

The backyard:

Ryzz’s usual sub par trash talk excited me about the upcoming season. When I first saw the droid app post, I sighed at how truly bad it was, but then I smiled because it signaled the start of FF preseason. Everytime dumb shit starts spewing out of Ryzz’s mouth, I know its that time of the year, and in a response to his post I ended up digging up some fun facts for the 6 original gangsters of the league, namely Ryzz, D$, Spree Lew, Dirt, Tee, and myself. The regular season and playoff W-L records are a little different than I expected. For example, in my mind, Ryzz should have roughly three wins over five years when I think about the players he drafts and uses on a weekly basis, but he actually has fairly decent numbers given how atrocious his skills are. Tee is even more uncanny than I expected. And sneaky little Spree Lew has some shit luck come end of the year, because his regular season stats reek of talent. Without further ado:

Ryzz Reg: 36-33-1 Playoff: 7-4
D$ Reg: 35-35 Playoff: 4-6
Spree Lew Reg: 40-29-1 Playoff: 1-6
Dirt Reg: 29-41 Playoff: 1-3
Clew Reg: 35-35 Playoff: 4-3

and the grossest…
Tee Reg: 41-29 Playoff: 11-1

You bunch of Cleveland Steamrollers are gonna be doomed in to rotating around the bottom rung of the ladder in about two months.

That’s nothing new for Clew or Dirt but the rest of you dick tug of warriors aren’t going to like looking up at my grundle.

Who wants to bet I put H-dog back in retirement after the two times I slapped him Charlie Murphy style last season? I’ve seen less rust on Spree Lew’s momma’s doublewide than on H-dog’s management skills from last season.

Teeebbs, I will plan my entire season around not meeting you in the playoffs. Even Superman had kryptonite.  Also, tell that lottery ticket winning boss of yours, he won’t get lucky twice. No that doesn’t count.

The rest of you tin foil hat and space helmet wearing monkey shines aren’t worth the kay bees.