Well my daily attitude these recent weeks has been greatly affected in a positive way by a certain wonderful individual and by the weather finally warming up too. But I’m about to blow my peaceful happy domineer because of certain pro Hockey team from a certain town will just call Hockey town to protect the innocent. This is that certain team (the red wings ooop’s, I just reveled them to you, oh well I’ll just go on from here.) That I annually obsess over come play off time is coming off yet another banner regular season leading the league with the best record and the #1 seed in the Stanley cup playoffs. They have had alot of injuries this season but as healthy as they could be as the go into the playoff. They are matched up with the # 8 Nashville, (yeah I said Nashville, it makes me laugh to think of a hockey team in Nashville) and despite the name and city of the team doesn’t exactly scream Hockey, they are a very good team. Saying that the red wings quickly took a 2-0 lead in the series and then headed to NNNNNashville to play games 3 and 4. Well now after loosing 2 games to the Preds (short for Predators, why they shorten it to the preds is beyond me but I’ll go with it) the wings find themselves tied at 2 games a piece and if not for the fact they are going back to Detroit for game five and have been given a chance to get back on track at home, I believe I would have ground all my teeth to the gums these past few days. Yes we Wings fans are a tad spoiled and some would say a little on the pompice side but is it asking to much as a fan to expect your team when they are the best in the league to at least make it through the first round of the playoffs so we can enjoy the season for at least a few more weeks. Yes I do enjoy hockey and you’d think that even if for some bizarre reason my beloved Wings are knocked out of the playoffs I could at leaset watch the other teams in those playoffs just because it is the run for the cup. But let me ask you this, could you just cheer for another team in a bowl game that knocked your team out of that same bowl game? Could you just start cheering for another driver in a NASCAR races when your favorite just got grinded right off the track for the rest of the race? Could you just drive up and pay 3.25 a gallon for gas in the afternoon, when it was just 3.17 when you went by the station that morning but you didn’t stop cause you were running late for work and then after getting off work realizing you just cost yourself money by not stopping in the morning and now you feel like you should be able to charge your employers? Wait maybe its not really the wings that are getting me all worked up here. Yeah I love the game and the team, but is just sports and not real life. So it must be these gas prices that have got so damned upset. Look we can all argue till the cows come home as to who to blame for all this but let’s get real here. The next president needs to be the one who can go to OPEC and say knock the F off with this limiting production crap. Then we, as the American public, need to not just start driving cars that get better gas mileage, we need to nut up and understand that we can make a difference by not buying gas at these prices, by understanding that we can’t lower our dependence on oil from the middle east and south America unless we drill more places in our own country, build more refineries and develop better sources of fuel. And when it comes to that, let’s make this point clear. Ethanol is made from corn, it’s not cost effective and those who are producing it are getting government money to survive. So you and I are paying for that twice. So I can live with a wings collapse in the Stanley cup playoff, but I’ve just about had enough of the lack of effort by we the public, the government, and activists who are so blinded by they’re personal agenda’s that they are actually support positions that are making things even worse for the economy. I wish we could do it another way. But in time, if we as America start to really take all this seriously, we will probably will find a better way to feed our need to drive. But until that something we can see, feel, and touch (which means not B.S. but for real) we need to make some tough choices… And to quote Bluto in Animal house… WHO’S WITH ME? LET’S GO AAAAAAAAAAAGH!