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Freedom came my way one day And I started out of town, yeah All of a sudden I saw Sheriff John Brown aiming to shoot me down So, I shot, I shot, I shot him down and I say If I am guilty I will pay (pay, pay, pay, pay...)

Sergeant O'Leary is walkin' the beat At night he becomes a bartender He works at Mr. Cacciatore's Down on Sullivan Street Across from the medical center And he's tradin' in his Chevy for a Cadillac (ac-ac-ac-ac-ac)

WGR is just like every other “local” sports radio station around the country…WFAN, WEEI, WSCR, take your pick. A mixed bag of hosts, an even more mixed bag of callers (heavily weighted towards shut-ins and “hot take” tough guy wanna-bes), and waaayyy too much sports betting content. I usually listen weekday early mornings commuting to work via the Audacy app. As a Buffalo ex-pat, this is my only realtime connection to Buffalo sports. I find the morning show a mixed bag but overall very listenable. when I listen to the afternoon duo on my commute home, more often then not I find myself changing to a podcast or music…those guys are just too old and crotchety for me (and I am an old and crotchety guy myself).

Well I hope his reply was “then stop missing obvious calls.”

It’s going to be a great day today. Fully confident that the Bills will take care of business today…and even if for some reason they don’t, I have granddaughter #2 arriving into the world today so I’ll be riding high regardless.

It's not just QBs...every MVP since Elway in 1987 has been a 1st Team All Pro (Elway was 2nd Team that year). Most have been QBs, but the list since 1987 also includes a few RBs (Thurmon, Emmitt Smith, Terrell Davis, Marshall Faulk, Shaun Alexander, LaDainian Tomlinson, and Adrian Peterson). Josh getting passed over again (most likely) is just more fuel for the fire.

The night is black without a moon The air is thick and still The vigilantes gather on The lonely torch lit hill Features distorted in the flickering light Faces are twisted and grotesque Silent and stern in the sweltering night Mob moves like demons possessed Quiet in conscience, calm in their right Confident their ways are best

Shout, shout, shout! Shout, shout, shout! Shout at the devil! He's the wolf screaming lonely in the night He's the blood stain on the stage He's the tear in your eyes, been tempted by his lie He's the knife in your back, he's rage Well, he's the razor to the knife, oh, lonely is our lives My head's spinning 'round and 'round But in the seasons of wither we'll stand and deliver Be strong and laugh and

Toughest professor I had in college (waaay back when, in the dark ages of the 1980s) was one of my engineering profs Junior year. He gave overly hard 3 or 4 question tests, and each question required several steps and calculations, etc. He also gave zero partial credit for any question...you either got the question right (fully credit) or wrong (no credit). So depending on the number of questions on the test, you either got an A (100), a C/D (75/66) or an F (50/33/25/0). When asked about this policy, he would always say "You will be engineers. You design a bridge, the bridge falls down, no partial credit!" I squeaked through that class with a C-...don't worry, I am not at engineer and I don't design bridges.

I'm fixing a hole where the rain gets in And stops my mind from wandering Where it will go I'm filling the cracks that ran through the door And kept my mind from wandering Where it will go

Rag Doll living in a movie Hot tramp Daddy's little cutie You're so fine they'll never see you leaving by the back door, man Hot time get it while it's easy Don't mind come on up and see me Rag Doll baby won't you do me like you done before

In the still of the night I hear the wolf howl, honey Sniffing around your door In the still of the night I feel my heart beating heavy Telling me I gotta have more

On the edge of sleep, I was drifting for half the night Anxious and restless, pressed down by the darkness Bound up and wound up so tight (So tight) So many decisions, a million revisions Caught between darkness and light

This team has the dumbest linemen in the league. Just inexcusably stupid

Cut my life into pieces, this is my last resort Suffocation, no breathing Don't give a f*** if I cut my arm bleeding This is my last resort