No Raisin

My God, man! I go away for a weekend back to our hometown of Rocky Mountain House, where everything's gone to hell in a handbasket, and I return to an unupdated blog! I hope there's been a good reason for this. I will accept nothing besides the loss of all FOUR of his limbs. I mean, is watching hockey games for a living difficult? Does it drain one so much physically and mentally that he or she has no choice but to drool on the carpet for the rest of the evening? I'd imagine so, given the horrible post record as of late. What an asshole!