Sunday, February 14, 2010

Happy Valentines Day (Also: The Week Ahead)

Demain, dès l'aube, à l'heure où blanchit la campagne, je partirai. Vois-tu, je sais que tu m'attends. J'irai par la forêt, j'irai par la montagne. Je ne puis demeurer loin de toi plus longtemps. Je marcherai les yeux fixés sur mes pensées, sans rien voir au dehors, sans entendre aucun bruit, seul, inconnu, le dos courbé, les mains croisées, triste, et le jour pour moi sera comme la nuit. Je ne regarderai ni l'or du soir qui tombe, ni les voiles au loin descendant vers Harfleur, et quand j'arriverai, je mettrai sur ta tombe un bouquet de houx vert et de bruyère en fleur.
- Hugo

Step 1: Whisper the above french poem into your girls ear and tell her it means she's beauty, all that.
Step 2: Get some.

Domebeers looking out.

Iggy, Kipper, and Hagman are getting the fuck away from the rest of the losers on our team (it really isnt a Domebeers post without an F bomb).

Hopefully Kipper and Hagman pick up the clap or catch syphilis in the Athletes Village from some of the international assortment of sluts and whores who are also at these Winter Games. Seriously, we all know the only thing that is standing between Canada and a gold medal is that goofy redhead.

The Week Ahead:

So we touched on the music at the 'Dome, and we introduced the Roman Turek Profile In Courage Award. We didnt do a Coaching Adventures of Brent Sutter, and we didnt get the interview with the beer salesman done. We did shit all over 4th line. The response from the community was heartwarming. That was a highlight.

 This week, Ill try to do a Coaching Adventure, and If Im not lazy, Ill attempt to contact the 'Domebeer salesman.

Also, we should have some Olympic smack. Fun times.

Furthermore, I think Peter Loubardias should be fired.