Ok, so my hatred grows

Yes, the Wings lost the other night and the Penguins won the Cup. But as I said before, Cindy "Crybaby" Crosby did not deserve to hoist Lord Stanley's donation. This was evidenced by his lack of respect for the Wings, specifically, Captain Niklas Lidstrom, by not shaking Lidstrom's hand as per hockey tradition. I don't care how excited you are Sid-Knee, funny you looked like your leg was fine skating with the Cup, you make the beeline for the handshake line and respect the team your teammates, NOT YOU, just beat. This was a disgusting display by the so called "Face of the Game" and "Hope for the Future of Hockey." The Wings were a tired and injury ridden team the entire playoff and still came within inches of winning the Cup. To bad the first goal Pittsburgh scored was further than inches away from NOT BEING ICING. But I digress. So in honor of the 21-year old punk captain of the Penguins, today's song of the day is "Loser" by Beck.

"In the time of Sid Crosby, he is a monkey!"

This one is for you Cindy

Well, tonight it all happens. Game Seven. Joe Louis Arena. The Cup will be skated with, and all I ask, is "Dear God, don't let them hand it the little whiny bitch." Yes, I am referring to Crybaby, I mean Cindy, oops, I mean Sidney Crosby. I know the NHL wants to push this bastard as the face of the league. But I don't understand why. He hasn't impressed me at all. When his team needed a boost, it was Malkin that challenged Zetterberg who has owned Crosby all series. How many points did Cindy have in must-have game 6. That would be ZERO. How many shots, ONE. He has not earned the right to hoist the Cup. He whines to the refs all the time and I pray, PRAY they do not hand out cheap calls for PowerPlays to the Penguins like they did in game six. If Datsyuk had been healthy from the start of the series, this is already over. The parade would have been this week down Woodward. So dear god, let Zetterberg continue to change Cindy's diaper. Let Datsyuk get his first goal of the series. Let Franzen dominate the boards and the front of the net. Let the booming shots from Lidstrom, Rafalski, Ericsson, and Stuart find the back of the net behind Fleury. Let Kronwall bury Crybaby into the second row behind the Penguins bench. And let Ozzie capture his fourth Cup and punch his ticket to the Hall of Fame. In your name we pray.

So in honor of Cindy Crybaby, today's song of the day is, "I Hate Everything About You" by Ugly Kid Joe.

Faces come out in the rain

The one thing I both love and hate about the cell phone generation is that nothing is private anymore. I love being able to take a picture of something unique and different at the drop of a hat because I have my phone with me. But then again, if I do something stupid in public, chances are somebody is going to tape it. Thank god I was born when I was because nobody had cameras at the Male Hot Body contest in Cancun back in '99, or when I was wheeled out of Foxwoods Casino at my bachelor party. Actually, somebody might have video of that, but thankfully I have never seen it. But that is why today I am choosing "People are Strange" by the Doors as my song of the day. How did it take me this long to use a Doors song??? No idea. But in defining how people are strange, I provide visual evidence.

Trust me, this car looked worse in person. I saw it in my rearview when I was taking my mom to the airport this week. I immediately stopped the music playing and snapped a quick shot. Isn't it just "Ghetto Fabulous?"

This is my new favorite Chinese Place in Exton, Pa. We used to go to Nice Chinese Restaurant, yes that was its name. Then we went to Super Wok. But now we go to HOT WOK, always have to say it with some gusto. Who would have thought Paris Hilton would open a chinese place.

Ok, aloe. I have dry skin. I have used aloe for it. I get that. What I don't get is why I would want to drink it. Do my insides need moisturizing? Someone needs to enlighten me on this.

Till next time, ciao.

after a brief hiatus

Here we are, back at the grind after a weekend celebrating the Mini-Guinea's marriage. Now the bastard is in Tahiti. Yes the green eyed monster is running rampant in Pennsylvania. But I wish him nothing but the best. Don't know what song I should use today, so in honor of Dave and Jessica, I guess I will use, "There is Love" by Peter Paul and Mary. It was their wedding song. Have a fabulous Honeymoon, enjoy Moorea and Bora Bora, get the Mako Shark at Bloody Mary's, and never forget the color of the water there in the lagoons.