"From the day that I was born I waved the flag..."

So, I actually have alot of deep, thoughtful things I would like to blog about. There has been much on my mind and on my heart lately.

But since it's Game 3 of the Stanley Cup Finals and the Flyers are trying to FRACKIN' KILL ME HERE, I can't concentrate. It's alot for you mind to handle when you are 33 years old and you have been waiting your WHOLE STINKIN' LIFE to see your team march the Cup down Broad Street.

Anyway, instead, please enjoy this picture of PJ.

Drink in his cuteness while I resist the urge this game is giving me to...well, drink.


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