In my last game recap, I forgot to mention that the Militia Truck was nowhere to be found at the stadium, and I found that terribly distressing. I heard later that it was possibly getting even more Militia bling put on it, but irregardless, it had better be at the game today. Dammit, Militia Truck, you have ONE job to do!
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The answer to “What to make with the shiny Militia fabric?” turned out to be “Nothing, because I had to work later than I thought.” Sad, I know, but it’s still sitting around waiting to be made into something ridiculously awesome (or at least ridiculous).
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For your nonsequitur enjoyment, here are some phrases found in the IWFL Facebook thread regarding the games today printed completely out of context:
- We’re taking the ECC and the SHIP!
- BLEED PURPLE OR GO HOME!!!!!!1
- Hold the Rope.
- don’t get your knoickers in a bunch…
- BLURPLE!!!
- dont get ur KNOCKERS in a bunch.
- THERE’S GOING TO BE A FISH FRY IN BOSTON TONIGHT!!!!
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Verbatim chat message I wrote yesterday to someone who is also on the IWFL mailing list and thus got the All-Star roster delivered to their inbox:
6:03 PM raise your hand if you are totally dorking out on IWFL all-star data (namely, the formation of same into arbitrary and statistically meaningless charts indicating outcomes which are at best misleading)
6:07 PM just me, then.
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Black fingernails, red tips. Playoffs, baby!!!
BUSTED! There *may* have been extra work, but the absence of sewing had WAY more to do with IHOP and shopping for skull-related things Newbury Comics which turned into a debate about buying a ridiculous Batman thing and entertaining ourselves by your reading of titles from latest heavy metal CDs in your “Fargo” voice. “‘Feasting on the Blood of the Insane’ isn’t that the one you were looking for dear?”
How is that not work?
Touché, my dear.