Week 1 - a time for celebration, even if the Pentagon fest won't let us in today

Gents -

I awoke this morning like a retarded child on
Christmas morning - pretty sure something was going on
given all the pretty decorations, but not quite sure
what to expect.  Another NFL Season is truly before
us.  That whole Thursday night kickoff assfest can
lick me where I pee.  So to speak.  This is when the
real boys act like men and get bizzy.  Fo shizzle.
Wait, wait - before I descend into a caffeine-induced
haze of subreferential crap, let me take care of some
bizness.

Colin Palmer is a good man.  Gawd knows that even if
he's making a considerable fortune selling
seizure-inducing animation or video games or crack or
whatever he's peddling lately, Colin's one of the
good'uns.  So he will stay on my weekly update list.
Even if he's too much of a pussy to get picks in while
still taking the time to get his knob polished in the
world's most unseemly locales.  Maybe he'll be back
next year.  As they say every year in the Milwaukee
Brewers' pre-season planning sessions, this is a
rebuilding year.  We're nonetheless pleased to be
joined by Ted and Sockie for this annual ritual.
After the mass migration in such inglorious wussidity
by the NY-chapters before last season, Colin's
temporary exit is entirely understood.  We'll miss
taking his cash.  We'll miss his warm embrace.  No
wait, mainly we'll miss the cash.

Anyhoo, I'll send along updates later in the day, but
here's my picks.  On Thursday, Jug, Bob and meself got
the NE pick right.  Ted and Sockie - not so much.

Texans
Bungles
Seahags
Chiefs
Broncos
Vikes
Tits
Skins
Lions
Cards
Charge!
Rams
Pants
Colts
Eagles

FeaturePick:  Skins 24-13

And so it begins again.  Check the blog for this
posting and other updates.  For the time being, they
will come by email.  But I hope to add us all to the
update list to get more direct shtick in the future.
Warm bacon and hearty bonghits to everyone.

Ever -
E.