Ghost of a chance

Today's blog is Gone Ronin. Why, you ask? Well, for one, I like any reference to ancient samurai ways. Who doesn't? Also, it reminds me of that movie and the un-fucking-believable car chase. I love cars. Bygones. In reality, I appreciate anyone who realizes the inherent charm of das pit bull. And I'm not just saying that because of Sammy. (But look at his face! Look at their faces!) I also like a man with the appropriate amount of pessimism regarding the status of California. He is a Steelers fan, but I understand that not everyone believes that Tom Brady has been touched by the hand of god and that three Super Bowl wins are not nearly enough. (Nor is one World Series, but bygones.) We'll let that one slide because he likes to fuck with people's heads, which I think we all know is my favorite pastime.