GM from St. Louis writes in: "Mathdude, did you see all those bloggers that got together in my neck of the woods? You're pretty jealous of the blogging talent pool here, huh?" Uh, actually, no, GM, because if you consider my brother and Beth are from Atlanta, and Falwless, now that she's recovering from her coma, lives a few hours away from me, I'd say you're the one who should be jealous of me!
Wrassler from Chicago writes in: "Geez Mathdude, you're on quite the roll lately: that was quite the zinger at my place; you slammed Falwless and Beckeye; you had a Poo-Bomber-esque flurry over at Cup of Coffey; you shook mike up so bad he had to comment 3 times on your last posting to try to get you back; you were the only one to catch that Grant Miller was misnaming Pistols' blog on the ballots, and you even brought back the internet's most hated gag, the fake letters - wait, what? Are you taking blogger steroids? Ah, you've got a keen eye, Wrassler. You noticed I've gotten some of my mojo back. With the semester winding down, ol' Professor Mathdude, Doctor of Awesome, only has finals left to give and correct, and final grades to submit, then it's every slacker's dream: nothing to do for day after day, week after week! After next Tuesday, my typical day will look like this: 11:00 AM wake up and blog, 12:30 eat brunch, 1:00 Judge Judy, 2:00 People's Court, 3:00 nap or surf net for porn, 4:00 Judge Judy, 5:00 - 5:30 shower, pick up, make up believable lies of things I've done that can't be verified for when the G-Train gets home. 6:00 eat, 7:00 - ? Watch TV. Aaaaaahhhh. I can't wait.
Finally, MK from Boston writes in: "Dude, I need a football fix! What's going on with your fantasy football team?" Well, MK, my league's playoffs start this week tonight. My team finished 7-7, good for 7th, record-wise, but I'm 2nd in scoring among the playoff teams, and I beat my first round opponent earlier in the year. I like my chances, but I'm 1-6 lifetime in post-season games. If you want to follow, go here.
That's all I got for ya!