No, I'm not still drunk. Really.

When I woke up on Thursday morning, my knees hurt, my palm was throbbing, I had bruises on the tops of my feet and I reeked of beer.

Life was perfect.

Procrastination will be the death of me

So it's 5:30 PM on the Monday of Game 6, the Bruins might be eliminated tonight, and I have A SHIT TON that I need to post before 8PM in case the 'Nucks take it on the road in Boston, like the Mavs did last night (GTFO, LeBron!!!!). So here goes the other half of my Hottest Players in the Finals post, complete with picspam.

Eeeeeeeeeee! New layout!

Look at it! Look at it!  Isn't it puuuuuuuuurdy?

Massive thanks to Shaina at notenoughbbq.com, who did these cute cartoon versions of us. 

They are scary accurate, considering that the dress Skippy is wearing in the bottom banner is eerily like one she actually owns that Shaina has never seen or even heard about.  It was just apparently magically channelled through her pen.

Shaina and I are bros from way back, having been on the exec board of Wellesley's Sci-fi club together for years.  Go check out her comic Steampunk Soiree if you like Victorian robots, pretty art or awesome things in general!

To make this marginally hockey related (not that it needs to be, considering), I give you a few more koans from the Zen of Puckbunnies:

The Zen of Puckbunnies (Vol 1)

The first of (way too) many hockey haiku posts.

If only Sensei knew this is what would become of my degree in Japanese literature.