Okay, I am going to stop with the Jets posts after this. I know that many of my readers don't give a hoot about the Jets. I suspect, however, that they are interested in my emotional meltdowns which the Knicks, and now the Jets, occasionally trigger.
Since 1989 the Jets coaches have gone from Joe Walton to Bruce Coslet to Pete Carroll to Rich Kotite to Bill Belichick (for a week) to Bill Parcells, to Bill Belichick (for a day) to Al Groh to Herm Edward to Eric Mangini to...
Can anyone say continuity?
Sunday, January 04, 2009
Thursday, January 01, 2009
My Mysterious Sister-In-Law had the sniffles and the Mysterious Mother-In-Law insisted that we not go out because it was so cold and windy. So how did Bar Man, notorious drinker and party animal, spend his evening?
Nibbling on Chinese take-out, drinking champagne, and watching Mama Mia and Miss Pettigrew Lives For Day before watching the ball drop on television.
Oh, we did have ginger snaps for a treat.
Bar Man feels, somehow, soiled.
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