The Innevitable Feat

The Pittsburgh Penguins. A teaam of young upcoming stars with great heart and atitude. But for a team most think has what it takes, they are flawed. The do not have "what it takes" so to speak to win the illustrious Stanley Cup. The Penguins lack experience for the cup. They have 2 players who have been all the way before and they only accumulate to 3 Stanley Cup rings. On the other hand, Detroit has the mix of young guns, veterans and miles of heart. They have 23 players who have been around block, (somewhere around Stanley Cup Ave. and Champions St.), and they have an accumulated total of 28 Stanley Cup rings. After everything viewed in retrospect, the odds weigh too heavily in favour of the Red Wings. Pittsburgh may have an immpeccable home record in the 2008 playoffs of 9-0 but when it comes down to it, they can not beat Detroit at home and the Red Wings have home ice advantage which places glory in the palms of their hands. Let's face it Pittsburgh took 155:08 to score their first goal, almost 10 whole periods. In game 3, two of Pittsburghs goals were scored off the back of Osgood's leg and Marc-Andre Fleury let in two weak shots and watched his posts save 2 shots from Henrik Zetterberg. Fleury and his Penguins may have come out with the win but on what, the thinnest thread possible? Fleury's past is cathching up with him and he is out of room to run. His little inncident in the Junior Nationals Gold Medal Game lingers in his mind and restrains the goalie from being great. The Penguins have a good team but not enough of everything to get it done. The Big 5 of Zetterberg, Datsyuk, Holmstrom, Rafalski and Lidstrom take a lot of credit but the Big 5 extends throughout the line-up with players like Johan Franzen who had 9 goals in 4 games with a total of 13 or Nicklas Kronwall who has immpenatrable defense and Chris Osgood with a 1.38 GAA and .932 save %. All boils down to one thing, RED and WHITE.

Who Takes The Gold?

Welcome one and all to the Olympic games of Tylor's opinion. Today's competition is the Ultimate Interactive Video Game. Let's meet our competitors: DANCE DANCE REVOLUTION UNIVERSE for the xbox 360, GUITAR HERO III for the xbox 360 and ROCKBAND for the xbox 360. First on the chop block is DDR-U. It is the classic mix of party fun and exercise. You dance to over 65 songs that give you an everlasting expression of joy as you dance your way across North America and conquer it at the same time. DDR-U even has it's own workout mode where you watch your calories melt away with your feet. Next is GH3. Guitar Hero is by far the most popular game available. It is the workout your wrists have been waiting for. If you can overcome the excessive optical illusions and burning wrists, your on your way to becoming a guitar hero. Last on the docket, Rockband. It is Guitar Hero taken to it's ultimate level. Rockband leaves your fingers frayed, drumsticks fried and vocal box screaming for water. It is an interactive triathlon awaiting your presence. Now to announce our victor. Drumroll please.......................... DANCE DANCE REVOLUTION UNIVERSE!!!!!!!!!! Reporter: Can you describe your feelings for us? DDR-U: Bump, Bump, Bump Bump. Reporter: And there you have guys, back to you.

Survival

I am not dreaming Of a hope-victory-life.
I am just dreaming Of a hope-survival-life.

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Yesterday my need was world-conquest.I failed.
Today my need is my own survival. I am failing.
Tomorrow my need will be a surrendered life. I shall fail.

Alive. The novel of 42 people that pursue glorification in the form of a rugby game in Chile. The flight takes a turn for the worse and then stranded are the passengers. This poem doesn't only relate to the novel but the internal thoughts of every one of the passengers on the plane. The stanzas of this poem in turn become the reality and fate of 31 of the total 42 passengers. The "hope-victory life" connects to the portion of the novel when rugby becomes life. The next line is of the will and hopes of everyone in the wrecked fuselage. Then the last stanza is everyones mindset of their disposition in the wreck.

What The Hell?

Well let me be first and frank that Mother Nature must have gotten drunk and snow in April is her hangover. Since we have recieved a monstroscity of weather in April it is clearly evident that we as a whole have made a mistake in which we are stuck. We all know that "April showers bring may Flowers". I wasn't aware that some smartass decided to change it too "April's fleuries make our future blury". I just admire the campaign to aware the concensus and just watch the cookie crumble. Well unless we take immediate inniative to terraform Mars, we will evntually witness our ultimate demise.

Stones and Mustard Gas

Between Auschwitz and "The Lottery", moral values just decided to skyrocket out the front window. Hitler's dictatorship and the irrefutable stoning event closely tie in with eachother. "The Lottery" seemed to portray itself to me as a small Jewish village who was strongly afraid of Nazi Germany and was selecting the "special" few who would be taken by Hitler.

Society's Moral Problems.

Does awareness bring upon responsibility that is far too complex for us? No. Awareness is a heightened sense of survival. Someones problem is someones problem for certain and precise reasons. It's like a DNA blueprint. All problems faced by an individual must be tackled by the individual because they are physically capable to accomplish the task at hand. All extra aid provided by whatever means present is like the big Christmas bonus handed out because the company did well. We are not obliged to intervene with global situations because we know about them. Knowledge is power for your own benefit, not someone else's.

Choices Galore!!!

With the exclusive choice to apprehend our own ideas and hurl them in the general direction of judderoo.blogspot.com absolutely excites me beyond divine measures. Since every ounce of cerebral fluid is conveying itself with intense centrifugal motion around my juicy pink brain to intuitively create a magnificent story about what I would so dearly enjoy to blog about. Since I am so great and powerful, I persuaded all futile attempts to blog about the "important" things to instead blog about me. Just writing my name creates irresistible bliss and serenity seems to sing itself across the room by a mere wisp and a whistle. Robins rock away to the sound in the treetops 10x more intensely then the Jackson 5 ever described. My aura is incredible and my face delectable. I am the soft fur rug that comforts your feet. I am the sweet scent of tulips in mid April. I am all cute and cuddly. I am your life. Tylor is life. :)