Well, that fucking hurt.

The Vikes managed to wrangle defeat from the arms of victory once again, as they lost the NFC Championship game in overtime. Simply put, being -4 in the turnover battle rarely spells victory, even when you out gain the other team 475-225 in regulation time. Hell of a game though, and hell of a season. I'll take that game anytime over the 41-0 drubbing of 9 years ago.

I watched the game solo at the venerable Famous Sports Pub. I sat next to some old timer who told me a joke which he said was a "Minnesota Joke." So a blonde walks into a bar and the bartenders says, "Anheuser Busch?" The blonde replies, "fine, and how's your penis?" Brilliant.

Watched the end of the AFC game. Jets hung in there, but in the end Manning and Co. put it away. Much to the glee of 2 douchebag Colts fans behind me.

Here's my summary of the Vikes game: Yes, fuck, yes, fuck. yes, fuck. Halftime. Fuck, yes, fuck, yes. MFMFMFMFMFMFMFMMFMFMFMFMF. OT. F-U-C-K. Somewhere in that time I put away about 55 dollars worth of Stella and managed to mess my cellphone up by spilling beer on it. Got home and passed out.

It'll take a few more days to get beyond ruminating on this one, but life goes on. The Vikes gave us a hell of a ride this year.

LET'S GO HOME TEAM IN PURPLE!!!

Where to began....that is, resume.

Aww fuck, I've been gone a long time. Let's take a peek at the last few months.

October 2009:
Twins get swept by the Yankees who go on to win the WS. Fuck 'em.
Spend a week in Chicago for a conference.....spend way too much time a bar named 'Snickers'. Spend too little time catching up with old friends.

November 2009:
Eat copious amounts of turkey.

December 2009:
Go from Atlanta to Fargo to Vegas to Fargo to Atlanta and mostly maintain my sanity even though we flew out of Fargo in an honest to god real northern plains blizzard. We stayed at Bally's this go around which was decent as we got a jacuzzi suite courtesy of the 20 dollar trick. First night gambling I play some video poker while pounding back glasses of Fosters and score about 250 when I hit quad 2's. Next day is rough as I piss away 50 bucks at slots, lose a $100 buy-in at 1-2NL and lose the winning bet ticket I made on USC over BC. The last night I sit down at a Mississippi Stud table and thanks in large part to making a full house, I walk away up 700 bucks or so. A nice way to end the trip.

Celebrate new years quietly with 1 GF, 2 cats, and a little wine.