Sort of like the Virgin Mobile 333 blockout feature, I'm going to prevent shame by keeping away from the keyboard for up to 48 hours following the outcome of tonight's game.
Depending of how things fall, I figure I'd either be issuing a fatwa on the blue-eyed infidel Alfredsson or writing mildly homoerotic poetry in his praise. Not something you want to appear in your browser window in either case.
The forecast is wet and gloomy in Kanata, but out west it's all sunshine and puppy dogs.
Go. Sens. Go.