Running a GOW Ladder Team...

..is like herding cats. Cats with opposable thumbs that can wield chainsaw bayonets, but cats nonetheless.

My Team HellyBilly is full of some of the most dedicated killing machines ever to grace the scarred surface of Sera. The only issue is that we're on two coasts. It makes getting everybody home from work and kids in bed and done with honey-dos and not-too-late-for-bed a major pain in the pooper.

Yes, I just typed 'pooper'. Shut up. I like pooper, it makes me giggle. Poooooooperpooperpoooooooper.

I generally don't have an issue with MY team, it's getting 4 other guys dialed and synched with my 4 that tends to be the hassle. 2o2p Alpha still hasn't gotten it together, due to a string of issues, from travel requirements, holidays and a team member's 360 going away in a coffin. I asked about getting some matches in, and it is happening. Boy Howdy, is it happening. Ask, and ye shall receive.

We had three matches set up for tonight and I already have one to reschedule. I'm not bitching because I completely understand. It's life and we all have to live it. It's just frustrating. It's trying to get 16 grown adults on the same timetable from all points of the compass. Sheesh! What a bunch of crazy.

And Darth Clem is dreaming about me handing out homework.

And keeping with the tone of the Top 4 blog bar, here's a great picture completely out of reference:

Yup. That's my recently departed Trucker 'Stache. I'm cooler that you because I can grow a killer wombat on my face.