Yes, random opening. Honestly, I haven't had anything blog-worthy to report, but I felt it was about time to write a new one and assure people that I'm not gone (Again). So... I'M ALIVE!!!

*Random Guy comes in with a flamethrower* Not for long, you're not! GO YANKEES!!!
*Deaderkilla pulls out an RPG* They bought their championship!

A battle ensues with flames, and explosions. Cities fall, and a Nuclear power plant explodes. Deaderkilla walks out from the wreckage.

Whew. Well, there goes Random Guy. Now, I'll be back once I get an anti-radiation suit. See yas laters.

P.S.

On further reflection..... WTF was that all about?

Really, happy Thanksgiving, but people were putting up thier lights before HALLOWEEN. Come on. That's completely nonsenseical. I can see eating Thanksgiving dinner, then going out to put up the lights, but these backwards Flrodians started to put up thier lights before Halloween. Completely stupid.

In terms of gaming, I am busy with Phantasy Star Zero. my nerdiness with PS comes to haunt me again.

Happy Thanksgiving to everyone.

Theme for my blog today: Why does every single goalie in my league have to rub it in my face that I'm not a good Goalie?

I'm speaking about hockey. As some might know, I'm a hockey goalie. Now then, I'm not a good one, but I play because I love the sport. More than some of my family members, but thats just a personal issue.

So why is it that every goalie has to rub it in my face? I don't particularly care if they become a goaltender for the Flyers, or if they work as a jainitor in a crappy school, such as Port Saint Lucie High School, for example. Just let me have my fun, and don't ruin it for me.

That's all for today. Class dismissed.