How 'bout them Bruins? Just watched them break my heart in Game 1. Riley and I had been huddled around my computer since the puck dropped, just to get sent to bed shocked and distraught. Oh and Saylor was there too, not all that coherent.What the fuck was Claude doing, keeping Big Z in front of the net all night? Definitely not where he is comfortable or where he should be playing on offense. Not to mention the off-sides on Vancouver that was never called moments before the game winning goal. Oh well, Boston sports since about 07' have played piss poorly enough in the playoffs to desensitize me to this kind of heartbreak.
Gorham had a tornado warning today. Pretty scary stuff, except I was protecting all the vegetables in town. No, I'm not talking about the Terri Schiavo kind. Actual veggies at Hannaford. It was comforting to know, that if a tornado swept away the Gorham village, I would be spending my last few minutes doing what I love most. Wearing a brown apron over a classy red polo while explaining to the elderly that no, the cucumbers do not come from Spain, or Germany for that matter, and no they will not get E. Coli from them.
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| Nike and Vallo scouting the region for threats of tornadoes. |
- Our kitchen looks like shit right now. It'll smell like shit in the morning too.
- Haven't seen Nike in a few minutes. Hope she pissed somewhere.
- Saylor is officially the 7th roommate.
- The number of intellectually stimulating books our living room has in it right now would cause someone to severely overestimate the level of intelligence in our household.
- I will score higher than Vallo on the Foreign Service Officer's test.
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