You are of course aware of how epically awesome this is, right?
A Star Wars stand alone flick, coming in December. Awesome.
You are of course aware of how epically awesome this is, right?
A Star Wars stand alone flick, coming in December. Awesome.
Yay, sports.
The Red Sox season opened today in Cleveland with the wind chill at something like 27 degrees. They won!
The Bruins are in a must win game against a horrible team, and they’ve gone to overtime. Unbelievable. They are now tied with Detroit for the last Atlantic playoff spot… And overtime ended without any scoring, so now they go to the shootout. Let’s face it, if you can’t beat The Whale, you don’t deserve the post season.
This afternoon I was cleaning the bathroom (it needed it! Woah!) and I listened to a radio broadcast on my iPhone. It was a baseball game. An actual, regular season baseball game. The Pirates beat the Cardinals.
It’s baseball season again, oh my brothers and sisters. It is baseball season again.
Also, the Bruins are out of a playoff spot.
Also, I bought Star Wars Episode VII on iTunes and my step son and i watched it together today. We still haven’t watched any bonus features yet. It’s just as awesome today as it was in December.
Also, we got about half an inch of snow this morning, and we’re supposed to get about three more inches of snow tomorrow morning. Bite me, mother nature. It supposed to be spring time.
Also, the season finale of The Walking Dead is tonight. Is someone going to have a date with Lucille? I won’t know until I watch it tomorrow. Don’t spoil it for me!
Also, my wife is making roast beef for dinner. It’s going to be epic. It’s almost done!
I was just in a drug store. I saw a guy who literally had 50% of his face covered in tattoos. Like… literally. Half his face.
I could actually feel my IQ dropping by just being in the same building as him. Like… dude… good luck ever being taken seriously at a job interview. Hopefully he’s a super rich dude and will never need to try and get a job… because no one is ever hiring someone for an important position when they don’t have the good sense to not tattoo their whole face.
Just saying.
35 minutes from now I am going to be on call for work. 9pm tonight through 9am tomorrow. I haven’t had to pull an on call shift in over two years. If my phone rings tonight I’m going to crap my pants and have a heart attack. I hate being on call. Always have, always will.