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Even Now- Barry Manilow

Nasty choice. I'll go with anything not touching Pronger, so I guess I'm stuck with Ken. St. Bernards or cocker spaniels?

Ford F-150 named Stevie. (You don't need to wonder Y.) The person below me has an oral thermometer.

If I have the money, go out. Otherwise leeks, avocados, fritos, and squid it is. Blowing up and yelling or swallowing it and pretending not to be mad?

Not at all. Friday is my day to sleep in. The person below me could really go for a cheeseburger.

Here we have it! Right here, folks. If a ref is going to use the "intent to blow", the ref must have been in the process of blowing when the incident occurred or have a valid reason for being late (whistle malfunction, hit by a player, lost his footing) or else TO can overrule it. The ref must also give a valid reason for intending to blow the whistle, and no, "I intended to blow it if Detroit scored the tying goal" is not a valid reason.

Perhaps the "intent to blow the whistle" meant that he intended to blow the whistle if a Wing scored a tying goal. Beyond that, I'm befuddled.

You can get arrested for that nowadays. Fun if you know the kids and they are into it. The person below me has dressed up like a member of the opposite sex.

He kind of makes me think of what it would be like if my neighbour's socially inept grandson that plays alone because no one likes him was to be reincarnated as a K-Y dispenser.

Dats with the hattie- they're twins, you know. Wings 4, Stars 1 Dats x 3, Kronner Turco seriously, I don't care who scores for Dallas

Forever Young- Rod Stewart

Close My Eyes Forever- Ozzy and Lita

Flat. Fix it right away. Get on your way. No danger of injury. Coloured sprinkles or silver balls?

Never had one. I have no luck with nuts, so I avoid them. The person below me can dance a jig.

I maintain that Shanny would be the best choice out there for the job. I'm campaigning even.

As long as they keep shootouts out of the playoffs, I'm satisfied. That said, I hate ties more than shootouts, but I hate shootouts too, and I understand why they don't play until all hours of the morning when teams have planes to catch. Not a serious thought here, but as I was reading it occurred to me: What if they started OT with 5-5 and then dropped one player per team every 5 minutes until someone won, even if there was nothing left but the goalies to score on one another? Don't stop the play, just blow a horn and one from each team have to head to the bench or get a too many men call. It could get highly entertaining. Like I said, it's not a serious suggestion, just one that made me laugh.

Pretty good article, actually. In fact, other than the Detroit Sucks part, you could pretty much use it as a guide to watching hockey (changing names where applicable). So, considering that most of my mom's family is from the Great State of Illinois, and my baby sister lives there... let me get this straight so I don't embarass myself at family reunions... Chicago yells "Detroit Sucks" as a statement against the city, not against the Wings, eh? So if the City of Chicago hates the City of Detroit, then we must hear "Detroit Sucks" at Bears games, Cubs games, White Sox games, Lincoln Park, the Chicago Cultural Center, the Harris Theater for Music and Dance, the John Hancock Center, and whatever they call the Sears Tower nowadays, right? Funny. I had always thought it was a hockey thing. But that would be silly, now wouldn't it?

I Want to Know What Love Is- Foreigner

I will be driving right by it on my way to work tonight. The person below me is frightened of needles.

Won't Get Fooled Again - The Who

Don't Stop Thinking About Tomorrow- Fleetwood Mac

He's not a Sith! You underestimate the Power of the Dark Side.

It was Dan until the Danny Cleary Song came out. It's the top one in the link.

White. Pizza or tacos?

He's a Wing. I want him to do well. If he's not a Wing in the future, then I don't want him to do well unless he is doing well against a team that I already want to not do well. His Bertuzziness has nothing to do with it. The person below me has yelled a naughty word in the last hour. (Come on, Lions!)