Miserable weather and kids on either the edge of a growth spurt, a cold, and/or boredom meant no game today for me, which is a shame. I spent most of it feeling vaguely dull and uninteresting, too. And the recent departure of sugar from my coffee creamer and soda consumption is JUST FINE, REALLY.
So, basically, I’m going to lurk in a corner of grump. Grump grump grump.
Moe Lane
PS: Yes, I should have written ‘lurk in a corner and grump.’ But ‘corner of grump’ actually sounds pretty witty. Well… witty, at least.
Scoot over and make some room in the corner of grump. Lost my 8 year old dog to heart failure yesterday morning. Mind if I bring some ice cream to drown our sorrows?
Damn, Jay. Sorry to hear that.
Sorry, Jay.
As for you, Moe: You are a husband and father.
Grump all you want. You’re entitled.