The Magic Satchel

so the other day I was thinking
big thoughts

not big like a mountain thoughts
not burning bridge thoughts
not continental plate thoughts

but fleck under the contacts thoughts
splinter beneath the skin thoughts
quiet wispy soul-crushing thoughts

i know the answers
we all know them
they are as universal as skin and mountains

it’s the implementation
that kills

and the giant hunching whispering unknown
is
on the other side am i reborn
or undead

Moist Milk. Moist Milk. Moist Milk. Moist Milk. Moist Milk. Moist Milk. Moist Milk. Moist Milk. Moist Milk.

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We will be in town attending game 6 on Sunday, which means I will likely finally be regaining my voice sometime on Tuesday while driving back to BC after screaming my face off at a live game instead if just at my TV. Swollen uvula. I am bringing my hardhat. Though Jen says the Flames have to win the cup before I even have a chance at winning the hardhat bet.

I can see the future and it looks like this:

And does anyone else find it funny that the injury Chara has been nursing is his ribs after he did that terrible “it’s the ribs” radio ad for a restaurant when played for Ottawa.

Karma baby, it’s a bitch… just like San Jose is going to be on Sunday.

Go Flames!
(and go road clearing crew in Roger’s Pass!)

(and Al, you are so going over the waterfall on Saturday… unless you want to see if you can irrigate 5 sheep farms? I know it sounds dull, but Squatter is a pretty good game!)

Games night July.

Discuss

Dear Luke,

It’s been a while since we sat down and shared a bottle.
Here are some tasty BC wines:

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