Dr. Ozzy and Jerry Springer

    Hey, everyone. I was just thumbing through the current issue of Rolling Stone. One of the regular features in the magazine is called "Ask Dr. Ozzy". Here's the recipe. Readers write in with questions for Ozzy Osbourne. Yes, that rocker person. I am truly amazed how good his advice is to some rather freaky questions. I can not share any of them on the blog but the questions cover the entire compass, believe me. In a way it makes good sense for Ozzy to know a lot about unconventional problems because his life has pretty much ran a gauntlet of strangeness. Also, the dude doesn't judge any one for their quirks and he is very funny.
Which reminds me. I have really been enjoying Baggage with Jerry Springer. The stuff that these people own up to as baggage is mind-boggling. I think that I would make a good host for the show on those nights when Jerry was indisposed. The show's producers still haven't called me, failing utterly to recognize my talent. Sigh.
     My Falcons moved up in the draft to take a wide receiver. To do so they paid a high price in draft picks. In fact, I think they paid too much. Also, what good is great speed if you don't catch the ball well? But their young General Manager has a great feel for talent and the draft so who am I to complain? As for other Southern teams, I have a few thoughts. If I had been the Titans, I would have taken Blaine Gabbert instead of Jake Locker. Also, I'm not at all convinced that Carolina should have taken Cam Newton #1 overall. Again, the Panthers didn't call me to consult on any picks. There were a lot of surprises in the draft but I'll just mention a couple. I was surprised to see Mark Ingram go as late as he did. Also, I expected Ryan Mallett to be drafted in the first round. On the other hand, who can complain about the opportunity to make a few million while learning the position from Tom Brady?
    From the author's green retreat, I'm CE Wills.

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Shadowgun: Crushing The Driller On Level 4

Hey, everyone. Let's talk about the game called Shadowgun, the I-Pad game with which I have a love-hate relationship. Most of you who made it past the evil Cyber Lobster are doubtless locked in a death struggle with the Driller at the end of level 4. At this point you have been in the cave for a long time. The Driller breaks through the rock wall and chases you through the tunnel as you try to shoot out the green lights which slows the Driller down. If you are slick enough to shoot out all the lights and emerge from the cave, a rolling door crashes on the Driller and crushes his aggravating carcass. I have tried and failed to beat the Driller at least 250 times. I hate the Driller to the heights and depths my soul can reach. I hate it like a plague. I hate it with intensity of feeling. I hate it like a rich man hates taxes. Excuse me, I got carried away. We had a big dinner here at the green retreat and my friend Trevor was ...

Faerie In a Glass Jar

Hey, everyone. Sometimes gaming can be high-pressure. Take tonight, for instance. I was playing the excellent puzzle game titled 4 Elements #2. I have already done a review of it so I won't attempt to do so again. You have to match symbols and use 'power-ups' to get molten lava to flow around a board and bring life back to a faerie world. Cool. That's what I do. I'm into it. There are also a variety of mini-puzzles such as hidden objects and even putting together a jigsaw puzzle. Hey, when I get in trouble I call Carley. Anyway, tonight, Carley wasn't around when a crisis struck. I was confronted with a faerie in a glass jar. She was crying for help. She said that she was running out of air. Every minute or two she would rattle the jar. In order to free her, I had to find all these objects and use them. Like there were some missing books. Then there was the pieces of a torch. When I found them I could light all the candles. I found the pieces of ...

You're Aiming the Missile Where?

Hey, everyone, out there in game-land. The number 1 game on the friendly neighborhood app store is Call of Duty: Strike Team . No wonder, because it is a terrific game. The farther I play, the cooler it gets. But before I get to that, what are all these numbers indicating on my gun? Has to be some sort of ammo indicator for the clips, I guess. either that or some of my compadres has trouble doing his math homework. Whatever. Hey. Check out the picture of me hitching a ride on an enemy truck so that my team can infiltrate a missile silo. Do you like the face mask? I bought it at a store called Fashions by Bane. Ha, ha. (Batman Reference) On this mission, my team was assisted by a Russian Spetsnaz squad. How's that for detente, comrade? These Spetsnaz guys make everything fun. What I mean is this. We shoot bunches of enemies and get into the bowels of the silo. We get to the gantry where the missile is (Pictured above) and we see that the rad...

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