Seriously. Please read the following article: http://www.denverpost.com/sports/ci_8372785
I counted nearly ten terrible cliches that make me ashamed to call myself a sports writer.
I realize the writers intent, but I do not see it as amusing or entertaining. I see it as a reason to question who does the hiring down at the Denver Post.
On the bright side, like Woody Paige has said, there is bright skies in the Avalanche's future and I look forward to seeing what the great names in Colorado history will do now that they are together again.
Heck, maybe Roy should come out of retirement.
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Friday, February 1, 2008
One Day I'll Turn Around... See Your Hand Reach Out
So strange day slash strange post.
I'm pretty mad at the establishment of Taco Bell. I literally waited in line, because I was unable to leave, for around 20 minutes. I tried to call the complaint number, 1 800 TACO BELL, but don't worry, that number is not right. It is really 1 800 TACO BEL. Then, you hit two for customer to speak with a representative and then they tell me all lines are busy and to give me feed back via their Web site. I'm ticked.
Then today at the wonderful world of Gold's Gym a metal shard off of my 10-pound dumb bell lodges itself into the knuckle of my right index finger. I wasn't exactly sure what had happened I just knew my finger hurt and I was bleeding. So I finished my workout and head home.
It wasn't until I was in the shower when I decided to clean the wound that I discovered the metal shard. I couldn't get it out. I almost freaked out in the shower and I thought there was a chance that I might pass out.
Once I got out of the shower I pulled it out with some tweezers. It was pretty well stuck inside of my finger. YUCK!!!
Then of course I rinsed it out with rubbing alcohol because my tetnis shot has worn off (remember when I got pertussis a.k.a the whooping cough).
Man, what a day
I'm pretty mad at the establishment of Taco Bell. I literally waited in line, because I was unable to leave, for around 20 minutes. I tried to call the complaint number, 1 800 TACO BELL, but don't worry, that number is not right. It is really 1 800 TACO BEL. Then, you hit two for customer to speak with a representative and then they tell me all lines are busy and to give me feed back via their Web site. I'm ticked.
Then today at the wonderful world of Gold's Gym a metal shard off of my 10-pound dumb bell lodges itself into the knuckle of my right index finger. I wasn't exactly sure what had happened I just knew my finger hurt and I was bleeding. So I finished my workout and head home.
It wasn't until I was in the shower when I decided to clean the wound that I discovered the metal shard. I couldn't get it out. I almost freaked out in the shower and I thought there was a chance that I might pass out.
Once I got out of the shower I pulled it out with some tweezers. It was pretty well stuck inside of my finger. YUCK!!!
Then of course I rinsed it out with rubbing alcohol because my tetnis shot has worn off (remember when I got pertussis a.k.a the whooping cough).
Man, what a day
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