8 Responses to “five words i invented while lying face down in the grass after pulling my calf”

1. endangeredcoffee Says:
   June 21st, 2007 at 10:47 am

   Don’t forget grahhggbahumpht

2. Suldog Says:
   June 21st, 2007 at 11:17 am

   Aw, geez. How bad? Missing games bad? As an aging old fart prone to minor pulls, strains, etc., much more than in the days of my youth, I feel for you.

3. sween Says:
   June 21st, 2007 at 11:20 am

   endangeredcoffee: Excellent word, but alas, not invented by me. (For the record, it was invented by you. Have a cookie.)

   Suldog: It’s ice and rest for two days, stretch like a madman after that, and just pray that I will be able to play at the tournament in Montreal in 9 days.

4. endangeredcoffee Says:
   June 21st, 2007 at 12:10 pm

   Yay, cookies!!!

5. Otto Says:
   June 21st, 2007 at 9:26 pm

   Welcome to your Carlsberg years.

6. sween Says:
   June 22nd, 2007 at 10:00 am

   What’s that creaking, dusty noise I hear?

   Oh. That’s just Death hovering behind me…

7. Alison Says:
   June 22nd, 2007 at 3:37 pm

   You’re coming to Montreal again? YIKES!
   Not that I care too much since I will be in Nova Scotia by then for the whole summer…mwahahahahaha. Yes…I will be unleashing my hellish minions (AKA the kids) on the unwary NSian public. Surrender now and ye may be spared!
   heeheeheee

8. sween Says:
   July 9th, 2007 at 10:22 am

   Montreal was left pretty much undemolished by me. I spent the majority of my time on the fields at Douglas Hospital. The rest of the time? Either in our shabby hotel or trying to herd a bunch of cats into picking a place to eat.

make with the yak-yak