Oh For Crapity Crap Crap Crap The Red Sox (check!) are down 0-2 to the g-d White Sox.

That doesn't make me the least bit happy. In fact, I'm extremely p'oed.

"Oh, but your team won last year."

So shampooing what?

So I'm supposed to take a nap? No chance. I live and breathe Boston Red Sox baseball.

And it's late. Dumb late. Stupid late. Dumb filthy late.

Well. It's late. Beyond late. And I still have stupid shampooing things coming from these here fingers.
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I realize that my squad is down 0-2. Which means all sorts of bad things. In the past, I'd blame any sort of pessimistic thoughts on "the Curse." Now, it's different.

And any of you Sox fans out there - admit it. It's different. It IS. It is so different.
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Ok, I got complaints that this site is too BoSox related. And D.V. from Omaha...well, I'm going to try to change and be more worldly.

Another well-timed reader hoped that I'd start the Hand back... Ok, thy wish is my command.

And this here typist wishes to send my loyal readers around the World - esp. those 12k miles away - the best of great tidings. Hope that all is well in all facets. Hope we can catch up soon.

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