
KJJ: Thats right, the Stanley cup left its rightful home of Edmonton, Alberta, Canada and hitched a misguided ride of sorrow to Carolina. Yeah, sure, I'm posting this late. But whatevers. It still stings. How do you add to the awfulness? Well, I shall tell you. By eating a bitter, bitter stir-fry. And getting hot chili pepper in your eye. And getting attacked by chiggers. Like seriously attacked.
I read this really weird yet sort of fascinatingly interesting interview with Jack Nicholson in a 1971 Playboy the other night. I'm just putting that out there. Neither the Stanley Cup nor Jack Nicholson 1971 have much to do with this stir fry.

So, how are things with you?