Thursday, August 7, 2008

"Whoever coined the phrase 'a man's got to play the hand that was dealt him' was most certainly one piss-poor bluffer."

Favre!? Jets!!???

Finally this saga comes to an end, but I can assure you a lot of cheeseheads are growing some mold. With coffee in hand and Sportscenter on tv, I never thought I'd see the day of Brett Favre's trade. It seems crazy, but I think I would have preferred him as retired. Why couldn't you just make up your mind Brett? Now you're headed to New York... fantastic.


In other news, I got a call from the Mystic Mountain Coffeehouse and they want to talk to me today about a potential job. I had gone job-hunting the other day around the area, which didn't take too long because let's face it... I'm pretty much in the middle of nowhere here too.

I even opened a new checking account at the local bank. And because of that they gave me a free gift - a stadium seat (slash) tote bag! ...... don't lie to me, I know you're jealous. Because who wouldn't want a seat bag / windbreaker / floatation devise / bear attack proof vest....

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