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I just think of it as verification that my existence truly is pointless.

Let's Go Wild!!! Until it ends, I can dream.

Western Conference: Wild v. Stars 7 Hawks v. Blues 6 Sharks v. Kings 7 Perds v. Ducks 7 Eastern Conference: Islanders v. Panthers 5 Wings v. Lightning 7 Flyers v. Caps 4 Rags v. Pens 6 Going with whom I want as well.

The Wings have now been in the playoffs consecutively for half of my life. No wonder this half has been better than the first.

My primary is ________ @aim.com. That's old aol. My junk e-mail is ____________ @yahoo.com. The person below me thinks pepperoni is good, but a bit too spicy.

It Never Rains in Southern California- Albert Hammond

I am far too old and decrepit to either whip or nae nae. The person below me snores loudly.

Watch out for that Haula kid. He's becoming one of my favourite non-Wings. Please win, Wings. The Wild have been hot (last night's loss notwithstanding).

Nope. I'm so pale that I've actually been blinded by the reflection off my arm. I do not tan. I burn in blotches. I've tried laying out but ended up with burnt skin. I was sitting next to a friend once who had very dark black skin. He put our arms next to each other and pronounced me the whitest Caucasian he'd ever seen. The person below me likes avocados.

Yep. The person below me tends to overload their dishwasher to avoid handwashing the extra dishes.

Awesome! Congratulations!

Because it has the info we want in a format that makes us think that we're in the locker room looking to see if our number is there or if we'll be in the press box. See y'all in the press box.

This will be the first game played after the loss of my beloved F-150, Stevie. This will be the first game played after the acquisition of my new Taurus, Danny (or as Loo calls him, Danny DeTaurus). Let's hope that the turning over of a new leaf and the turning of the page will result in something other than them turning over the puck. Prediction: Wings win 3-0. DeKeyser with the hat trick to prove himself worthy of having a Taurus named after him.

Nope. I don't toast them at all. In fact, when I do use my toaster, it's only for bread. My dad (a burner) referred to my toast as "warm bread". I bought it in 1984 at a rummage sale. I got it, 2 bowls and a flyswatter for a combined total of 50¢. Well worth it. The person below me rides a bike.

I do Turbo Tax. I'm single with no dependents, one job, and no other income, so it's fairly straight-forward. Once upon a time, I could do it on paper or over the phone quite easily. Now they make it harder. More annoying: Stuffed nose or runny nose?

I use the knuckle method for the months. The I before E method has so many weird exceptions. (See what I did there?) The person below me ate fruit today.

Go Wings! Keep doing that winning thing. It's fun.

Degree. I've used it for years. The person below me always has to say "spring ahead, fall back" to remember which way to turn their clocks.

Come on, Wings! Time for the switch-flipping thing that you do in the nick of time when everyone starts to get pessimistic.

I hope the green one in the trash can has a nice life. The person below me has switched brands of shampoo lately.

Good bye Calvin. I'll still wear your jersey with pride. Class act on and off the field. May his future be bright.

Get out there and kick some Columbutts!

I have never enjoyed exercise. I was in figure skating, gymnastics, basketball, and track, but I hated exercise. In high school, I swam almost every day, and played volleyball and softball for fun, but I hated exercise. I took an aerobics class once to fulfill a phy ed requirement. I was excused from "bouncing" because I would slap myself silly, even with a sturdy bra. Whenever I hear "Everything I Do, I Do it for You", I still have the urge to lie on one side and do leg lifts. The other things I did were never "exercise" in my mind; they were fun. Aerobics was exercise. I fulfilled the other phy ed requirement with bowling. Bowling was fun. If I could do it without pain, I would enjoy being able to walk and swim and run and jump and ride a bike and do those things again. But I would still hate exercise. The person below me has bowled a turkey.

I haven't had them in a long time, but I do if they're fresh. The person below me likes chicken nuggets

I only saw it once in the waiting room of the walk-in clinic (took in a friend). It wasn't anything that I'll run out to watch again, but it wasn't bad either. The person below me has already filed their taxes.