I am now quite aware that my dog snores and loudly. I have had dogs that snore before, but I may need to take this one to an ear, nose and throat Veterinarian. The reason I know this and now share this fact with you is I am writing at night. I have found I actually like writing my morning updates late in the evening. Which wasn’t exactly how I had planned these morning posts. My theory was, they would be more amusing if I wrote them before my morning caffeine jolt kicked in. I think that theory is valid, but I don’t see any problem with writing a few at different times either. I am sure your all thrilled to know these bits of information, but as usual I needed an introduction and this lame pile of poo will have to do.

I am still dragging around a rat bastard of a virus and loving every minute of it. Which according to nine out of ten witch doctors just needs to run it’s course. I am becoming suspicious that “it’s course” means my death, but until then I got more time to play video games. So far that has meant a handful of rounds of Gears of War 3 Beta with PatMan. All that did was confirm our suspicions that Horde mode will be the best mode. Although I did enjoy the king of the hill game type. That is when people actually played king of the hill, instead of making it into a death match. I am sure that sounds familiar to a few of you. Ran in to some lag in those matches which wasn’t fun. I also have decided that minecraft needs vehicles. My time with the sand box mode in Cargo the quest for gravity has made me realize that fact. I don’t know if that will ever be feasible, but I could see vehicles in the world of minecraft being a lot of fun.

I am sure some of you caught my piece on Project Wonderboy after SF Giants won the world series last year. My goal for this year was to pay a lot more attention to the regular season. It is a goal I am going to fail at achieving. I just can’t stay interested for a 162 bloody games and I don’t think it matters what team I follow. Sure if the game is on TV then I have no problem tuning in. I just can’t waste the energy to get concerned about the Atlanta Braves sweeping them in a four game series in April. So my plan now is to check the box scores each morning and catch the occasional game on TV until at least until August. By then the season will be shaping up enough for me to stay interested. Either that or they will be to far gone to care about anymore. Speaking of to far gone, it appears I am not the jinx I thought I was a couple days ago. Both Philadelphia and Vancouver have moved on to the second round of the playoffs, so my finals match up is still alive. Although I saw enough weak spots in Vancouver’s game I have more hope for the Red Wings if the two teams eventually meet. First the Wings need to get past Nashville. By the way I forgot to mention something at the start of the NHL playoffs. I am currently growing the traditional playoff beard. If there is interest I would be willing to post pictures of said beard, if they Wings win the Stanley Cup.

Finally I want to talk to you about a hidden danger that could be lurking in your home. It was one that attacked me today and my shins were quite lucky to have survived intact. This was not the work of some fiendish feline, it was something far more sinister than that. This menace is made of cold steel and horses don’t like them very much. If you guessed the evil and ever lurking spur monster than you are correct. I am not sure how an old pair of my rodeo spurs ended up under my bed. I am even less sure on how they got into an ambush position. Yet I managed to gouge the shit out of my left shin when getting out of bed to piss in the middle of the night. I was actually bleeding which is odd as I never used sharpened spurs while competing in rodeo. The perpetrator’s of this horrendous attack are now safely hung in my office with the rest of my spurs. If you need to ask why I own spurs, you probably aren’t paying close enough attention. They have so many more uses than just fun time in the bedroom.