It's My Party and I'll Cry If I Want To...

Morning friends, Cotter reporting back from a solid week of no blogging. Did you miss me? Oh come on, admit it....yeah, I didn't miss me either.

Nevertheless, today I'm back...and better than ever...well, just back.

A lot has happened in the world of Cotter over the past week, which has conspired to make today's entry suck worse than usual. But you've gotta start things raring back up somehow. So this is what you guys are stuck with.

Today's my birthday, and hence, I will be posting this BS then getting the hell out of the way to hopefully enjoy the spoils of 26 years on this, god's great earth.

That's right, 26 years ago, a son was born unto Ed and Cathy and they named him Christopher. Fortunately, that day would mark the last time anyone besides Ed or Cathy would refer to him by this name.

26 years later, he is now better known as Cotter - Steelers fan blogger and all around douche bag really cool guy...

As for my self imposed non-blogging - that should end today. So look for plenty of wild and crazy fun beginning tomorrow, continuing throughout the coming months. Because after all, who says the team has to be playing to discuss this ins, the outs and the what-have-yous? Not me, I know that much...

Leave your comments at the sound of the beep...errr, now.

PS - isn't that hat balls? I hope somebody gets me a better hat than that for my real celebration. Awful.

PPS - I'm fully aware this entry is crap. Sorry, need sleep...