…until the Yankees play the Devil Rays in Tampa.
Well, actually, something else is happening on Saturday.
I’m getting married. Strangely, I don’t feel nervous, just a strange mixture of calm and excitement.
Because of the goings-on, I won’t be around Internet land for a while. And it’ll take a week or two to get cable and Internet at the new place, so this may be the last Kingdom update for a while.
Even though I won’t be around, the core principles of the kingdom will stand. Those principles being:
-Weezer rocks (and is not broken up).
-The Yankees Rule (And Jack Nicholson can wear whatever cap he wants)
-You don’t mess with Jack Bauer (and to those of you looking for the First Lady of Cleavage, thanks for visiting!)
-Flight 815 crashed onto an island of Homer Simpson worshippers
(Pneumatic Tubes are the only thing that make sense on mystery island)
I thought I had more to say than that, but I don’t. So, I’ll see you all soon. And I’ll leave you with the immortal words of Dr. Frasier Crane, which spell out my views on this weekend:
You know, on the way over, I decided to listen to a rock station to get into the mood. And I heard a line in one of those tribal passages that I thought was the keynote for this evening. “Everybody have fun tonight. Everybody Wang Chung tonight.”