Take a dozen games, a trade deadline and great seats to the Heat-Bulls game and what do you get? Really, peanut butter cookies? How did you get that using those ingredients? That seems impossible. What you should have gotten had you mixed it properly was one superduper tired blogger who’s going to have an update later this morning. Be patient. Await it and get excited for having something to read at lunch besides whatever dreck you’ve been reading at lunch up until this point.
… Unless you’ve been reading Razzball at lunch. In which case, assume that I’m drunk. Actually, all of you should assume I’m drunk at all times no matter what, just to cover my buttocks.
