I'm still consumed by work and family and, in the time that doesn't take up, conspicuous consumption. Things of note:
I'm going bracket-free this year, but of course I'm interested in the Terpchix.
The Washington Capitals will make the playoffs. Barely. They'll even pull off a first-round upset there. Then they'll vomit on their shoes and everyone will want Dale Hunter fired.
DC United disturbs me, but go see Fullback for the details of that.
Also: your worst trade ever is my thank Ba'al we're getting a quarterback, even one who's a pig in a poke.
Gee, isn't that Jew-hater guy who busted on Sandra Fluke an asshole? That's really all the analysis it deserves here, although there's certainly lots of funny stuff out there about it. A little blogroll archaeology is all you need there.
What? You say you're dying to talk about blogging? Uhm...no, you're not. Trust me. You're not. At least not with me.
A Creel of Eels
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