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Gift bags are reusable and therefore environmentally friendly. They also look much nicer than my wrap jobs, which look like a 4-year-old did it. The person below me hates dying their hair but does it anyway. (20 more minutes and this crap is out.)

I like them together as well. I kind of wonder what will happen when Lids retires. I wonder who Ericcson will be paired with. Hopefully this is a long, long time away. I kind of like Ericcson/Kronwall together. Maybe they'll find themselves together in the future. For the present, I like Ericcson with Lids or Cheli to give him some experience playing with really smart hockey minds.

yes. yes. non-existant/don't have one. no. yes. no. yes. dryer broke, but otherwise yes. The person below me thinks the person above me has been watching too many commercials.

I hadn't seen that one. Thanks for sharing. I wonder if he still likes that sausage...

Nope, but we did when I was a kid. The person below me does needlepoint. (I don't have the patience.)

Congrats to Ozzie and the top ten teams in the NHL playing in front of him. Congrats to Hossa on #40. Hopefully we'll be congratulating Dats and Lids soon as well. I see it happening. I really do. Good game, boys.

Watermelon jelly bellies rule. Others are pretty good. The person below me ate ice cream today.

We're hoping for Hossa to get another. He's had 2 (Stewie had the other). The good folks of MI are smelling the beef. (Gaustad scored for Buf and I'd like to make it clear that even though he was born in Fargo, he wasn't raised here, so don't blame me.)

Until someone else scores.

Another point for Dats! Now we just need another goal from Hossa and it'll be Moo City!

Yeah! Now just don't sit on this, boys. Keep playing.

Never liked salmon. Maybe just bad memories of mom's salmon loaf. The person below me thinks Jonathon Ericcson needs a shorter name because we're going to be typing it a lot whilst singing his praises in the future.

Must be the southern Swedes. Lilja, Big E, Mule and Sammy are from the south part. They must have extra testosterone in the water.

Now this is fun. Soft Euros, indeed.

YEAH!!!!!!!!!!! I love it when that happens. That's not rust. That's fire.

What? No offsetting call to make it 4 on 4? How's that work? Ok, guys. Score here, please.

I suppose he figures if the refs are going to let people get away with drawing blood he needs it. Maybe he's just protesting the non-call.

At least we've evened up the shots. It was pretty lopsided at first.

Yeah, those announcers are sometimes out of touch. They should try more direct interaction occasionally. Like coaching, or something. Oh, wait.

This is not famous by the definition that you MI folks are used to. This is small town famous, but I think it illustrates what good guys hockey players are at heart. I work in a convenience store. This kid comes in and buys a candy bar. As I'm ringing him up, I notice he's wearing a t-shirt that says "real men play hockey". He had another button-up shirt over it, with the front unbuttoned. I said, "so...do you play hockey?" He looked at the counter, grinning and blushing, and said, "yeah. some." He took his change, politely said thank you, and left. I thought he looked familiar, but had just figured I'd seen him in there before. The next morning, his pic was in the paper for scoring the GWG for our local USHL team.

My bad. I forgot you were from NY. Forget the bad cheese sauce. Enjoy the game.

No idea who David Blaine is, and I'm afraid of heights, so I don't even like getting on a roof, much less thinking about jumping off of one. The person below me is nervous right now.

Nope. Very long. I usually blow stuff off, but if I get mad- the fur will fly and when it does, it ain't pretty! The person below me wished they had telekenetic powers when they were a kid and actually tried to make things move with their mind.

Coming off of a win. Don't really need another to stay in second. Tail end of a back to back. We're doomed. Doomed, I say. No motivation. Bad (check all that apply) goaltending, defense, coaching, shot selection, cheese sauce on the nachos. Wings win 14-3.

Doggone it, I left around here somewhere... Oh! There it is. It was hidden behind my stomach. The person below me can't fathom someone living before the age of digital clocks. (Hey, those digital clocks were the coolest thing when they first came out.)