Getting Bombed

Hello!!!  Hello...Hello...Hello...Hello.  Anybody out there?  I want to take a minute to offer my condolences to all the Red Sox fans out there.  It must be hard to go down this hard after talking so much shit all season long.  You may want to purchase the 'trucker' style cap next year, as they seem like they would be easier to digest.

So, what else is new.  I picked up a full size ironing board, which I'm pretty happy about.  I've been doing my laundry on the floor and my back gets really sore.  Now I can do it standing up.  Ummmm...let's see...I had a weird dream last night that I was in Battlefield 1942 and I snuck up on some guy and put a grenade into his back pocket.  That was cool.  His ass blew into a million pieces.  I always get scared as hell when I have Battlefield dreams.  I'm really torn though, because I freakin' love this game and I've been playing online with my buddy Jay...but I get these horrible nightmares from it where I'm a soldier and people are trying to kill me.  I don't like that part.  The air raids are the worst because there is no cover and you can't tell where the planes are at night.  Just explosions everywhere and meanwhile I'm trying to organize some kind of massive assault without crapping my pants.  I think its strange that I have a relatively low-stress day (usually) and then once I get to sleep, I go into a total state of panic.  I have to stop playing that game I think (but I won't). 

Have you found your copy yet, Joe?  You should meet up with us.  We've been playing the Battle of Britian a lot lately.  I think I want to switch to the German side though because I have a feeling that these scary air-raid dreams are a direct result of joining the Brits.  Maybe if I was a Kraut I wouldn't have the 'getting bombed' dream.