So far, there is only one good topic for Ultra-Mega Blog-Off-Tron 2003.

Right now, I am simply waiting for my gigantic party to start. I food marinating in the fridge. Boxes of rice that are waiting to be opened. Jager in the fridge--for Will and Saraq--Goldschlager (for friends who just recently canceled).

And a half-keg on ice in the garage...

The Cubs Magic Number is One, thanks to Brian's lovely Brewers.

I would like to point out that if the Cubs manage to...god forbid, go all the way...I am so glad I am no longer at my old apartment. It'll be a yuppie-riot. Luxury cars and SUVs will be flipped over and set on fire. Micro-brews will flow through the streets. Fires will be set with over priced zippos. Boutiques will have their windows smashed.

People will be more smashed than usual.

All and all, a scary, scary sight.

Anyway, its true: I've set November--the week before T-day--to visit the Beloit HillBillies. Granted, from Brian and Debz description of HH, there seem to be more hillbillies in Bridgeport. However, given that HH is still SC, hillbilly jokes are always appropriate.