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whoolio?

You know how I can tell it’s a rough start to my Twins’ baseball season? I look to see what the score is, and is and find out some homeboy named Julio DePaula is starting against Cleveland tomorrow night. I mean, a lump of shit gives me more hope than Sidney Ponson, so I can see why they sent him far, far away from the starting rotation.

DePaula is 2-3 with a 3.15 ERA and two saves in 15 appearances for the Red Wings this season, according to the Red Wings website… Hey, that’s a better ERA than any one of the Twins’ starters and his record fits right into the middle of them all, so why not?

Make us proud, Julio, and earn that starting spot, son. It’s probably yours to lose at this point.

Edited to add: Looks like Santana has the starting nod today, but that’s not what twinsbaseball.com said last night. Liars.

denied

In the mail today was a letter from my car insurance company telling me that they’d no longer be paying any of my medical bills related to the back injuries I sustained in my car accident last year. The report from the doctor is the biggest load of shit I’ve ever read in my life. In short, everything that I complained of being injured when Smashy McSmasherton rear-ended me all happened to be pre-existing conditions, according to him. It even, in fact, state that I specifically denied back pain the day of the accident. That’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard in my life.

I’ve read it through twice and I alternate between wanting to kick a doctor in the nutsack and laughing because the entire thing is so preposterous. I’m glad my chiropractor warned me in advance that this letter would be coming, and he almost quoted it word for word.

According to the doctor my insurance company hired, six weeks after the accident, I was perfectly a-okay. Any type of medical treatment I’ve received since then has not been necessary. Nice of you folks to think about this four and a half months after the fact, ya dicknoses.
Now if you’ll go excuse me, I have some pre-pubescent children hassling my dog and I need to find something to throw at them.

ai: 3 singers, 3 songs

The show’s down to the final three, which means tonight we get to hear three songs from each of the three finalists. And, since I’m watching it way after it was one, I don’t get to vote. I’m not happy about that!

The first round features songs the judges have picked for the contestants, the second round songs were chosen by the producers, and the singers themselves picked the last song.

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