I’ve been sitting here for days trying to think up a post. I come and sit down, open up Blogger, and somehow…I always end up surfing for porn or playing Insaniquarium. I’m in a slump. I think I’ve been relying on the links too much and for too long. So when I don’t have those working for me, I have no other way to make a post. So in times like these, I just tend to ramble for a bit and then post whatever I have written down. It still ain’t easy though. In fact, if I had to choose between wrestling a lion or writing up a post for The WAMBAG, I would probably write a post about wrestling lions. I don’t really know if that’s a valid choice, but since I’m the one who put forth the hypothetical choice, I can say whatever the hell I want and it’ll still be all good.

– Unwrapping a CD is the most difficult task a human being can face. If I had a choice between wrestling a lion or unwrapping a CD, I would unwrap the CD. But that doesn’t mean it’s not difficult.

– I got stuck behind a driver who left his left turn signal on for like twenty minutes yesterday. It was rush hour and despite all my considerable lane-weaving ability, I could still not get around him. He was driving in the right lane, flicked on his left turn signal in an apparent attempt to change lanes, apparently decided not to, and just plain forgot about it. It is the most annoying thing in the world. If I had a choice between wrestling a lion or following a driver who had forgotten to turn off his left turn signal for like twenty minutes, I would follow the driver who had forgotten to turn off his left turn signal.

– It is my scientific conclusion that time moves the most slowly during the last half hour of the two hour lecture you have right before a four day weekend (no classes Friday = hurray). I swear to you, I looked up at the clock, and the hands were going counter clockwise. I realize that I may have already used this bit for a baby shower I had to go to, but in all fairness that post was like a year ago. And I don’t believe that anyone who followed this site a year ago is still alive today. In fact…if I had to choose between wrestling a lion or believing that there are people who have been reading this site for more than a year…I would probably choose to believe in the existence of these readers. But I mean, even I don’t follow this site.

– I watched the Sox/Sox game today…and I watched as the Red Sox got swept at home. I saw a little red-headed girl with a Red Sox cap with tears coming down…she deserves a crown. But where is it now? Go wrestle a fucking lion, senorita. I hate the Sox.

– Some evil scientists brainwashed me into joining a fantasy league. A fantasy hockey league. …I-I don’t know what I’m doing. Instead of doing homework last night, I stayed up late trying to decide on which was the better winger and all-around lion wrestler – Gary Roberts (28 goals last season, but he’s a 39 year-old power forward and I don’t know how much time he’ll get on the power play in Flordia), Alexander Ovechkin (Dwayne Wade to Sidney Crosby’s Lebron, but he plays in Washington so I’m scared of his +/-), or Fredrik Modin (29 goals but only 28 assists)? …why do I do this to myself? Basketball’s coming up in a month too.

– This is the page I get when I’m Feeling Lucky searching for “lion wrestling”. I don’t really know where I’m going with this.

Contrary to popular belief, the most dangerous animal is not the lion or tiger or even the elephant. The most dangerous animal is a shark riding on an elephant, just trampling and eating everything they see.