PLAYOFF BILLS: "Go ahead, cut off my gas and electricity. You'll never get your greedy hands on my Marian Hossa-autographed sweater." Then, there come your friendly old bill collectors. METER #1.
PLAYOFF LAUNDRY: "My pants can walk by themselves." Hey, I did that in college also. METER: #8.
PLAYOFF PAPERWORK: "I don't care if you're my boss, it's the playoffs, dude!" Next stop, the unemplyment office. Maybe you could get a job playing for the Hawks. METER: #5
PLAYOFF PARKING TICKETS: And, we're not talking about those inflated parking rates by the United Center. These are of the car variety. "Your honor, I plead hockey insanity." What's that yellow thing attached to my tire and why can't I drive anywhere anymore? METER: #10.
MY OWN SUGGESTIONS:
PLAYOFF BLOGS: Maybe I could get my life back. METER: #10
PLAYOFF BOATING: No more boating for me until the Hawks win the Cup. Well, actually, the boat's sitting in the driveway right now so this one is happening anyway. METER #1. I should really get the bnat in the water.
Tomorrow I'll Have Hawk Music. --RoadDog
Being an account of some things I'm interested in, what I'm doing, and reflections on my past, especially music.
Listen to this man. Seven years of college, you know. Trying to reason with 2020 and, now, 2022.
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