It’s grim around town. But fortunately your favorite rays of sunshine are here.
The way is shut. It was made by those who are Dead, and the Dead keep it, until the time comes. The way is shut.
This episode is way better than High Noon. Or The Second Half. Or The Midday Midway. Thank you.
Oh Christ this shit it is awful. Please enjoy this in air conditioning.
Sky Point Ray Liotta. Thanks.
The process is in place.
The Hawks season is thankfully over and the Bears season is only kind of just starting. It’s all a problem. Your continued support is appreciated.
At long last, sweet release is drawing nearer. There are only 3 games remaining in this utter nightmare abomination of a season, and not a moment too soon. There is nothing left to learn or discern from any of this, especially now that for some reason Lukas Reichel is setting Rockford rookie scoring records while ALSO having burned the first year of his contract. Truly impressive on a lot of fronts.
As this death march of a season mercifully draws ever closer, the Hawks find themselves out for one last swing through the West in order to play two completely meaningless games bookending a game that really only serves schadenfraude purposes.
The outlook isn’t good. Happy belated Easter and Passover. Thank you as always.
