I came up with a drinking game while listening to John/Jon (who is the president of hockey operations for the Blues, by the way) talk about the promising talent and abundance of young, eager players on the team this year. Unfortunately I was driving at the time and thought better about actually drinking. It would have been a good one, though, 'cause he mentioned the fact that Erik Johnson is injured and out for probably the entire season only about, oh, maybe four thousand times. In the first 20 minutes. Seriously. I think it's time to move on.
In non-sports news, I heard an interesting report on the FM radio this morning (another reason I don't listen to FM too often). Basically, it was a description of an armed bank robbery (armed in the least meaningful sense of the word) somewhere in southeast Missouri. Apparently a masked man, brandishing a weapon (nonspecified) entered the bank, approached the teller, and handed her a note (and I'm totally quoting here) "requesting money."
Let me just say that again, "requesting money." Still didn't get it? "REQUESTING money."
Aaaah. So, "If it's not too much trouble, could I bother you for a few small, unmarked bills? Thanks in advance, and have a nice day."
Oh, or maybe he filled out a withdrawal slip and handed that to the teller? You never can tell with those "bank robbers."
What is this world coming to?
And with the unfortunate loss of Erik Johnson....
