Holiday Hockey

Well, it's time for the World Junior Tournament again... As some of you know, I'm a major puck head at the best of times but when you've got nothing but time and loads of hockey to watch look out... I also love any team that wears the red and white to represent the country so on that note GO CANADA GO!!!

First up Sweden...

Merry Christmas

Hello everyone,

It's been a bit of a struggle to really get into the Christmas spirit this year... It could be due to the fact that there's been no snow here and it's been feeling a lot more like early April. I don't know what it is, but there's been something else beyond the weather. I'd like to think that it isn't life taking a hold of me and whirling me about at a pace at which I just can't keep up and feel beaten down. My only comfort comes from some of the people around here who have said the same thing that it just doesn't feel like Christmas yet... Like give us another 3 weeks and we're so there, but for now, no, not quite. Maybe it's a Toronto thing or maybe it's just an age thing as most of the aforementioned friends are around the same age as myself... Who knows? It was nice though to have all the family and friends over last night to fill the house. That was a good start to righting the spiritless ship that is the H.M.S. Indiana. Now if we could just get a little bit of snow around here then I'll be singing a different tune. : )

At any rate, Merry Christmas, Joyous Religious Celebration (take your pick) and Happy Holidays!!!

Ummm...

I really don't know what to say about this...

The possibilites are endless... So I propose to all of you out there to come up with your best caption. The winner will receive something in time.

Here's the list...

1. "c'mon how could she get upset at the blind guy"

2. "Honey, how can you see with all that gal-derned hair in your fa... oh."Jason

3. "Quaid. Start the reactor Quaid. Free Mars..." Tom

For Claudia

Thank You, I’m Sorry, Take Care, I Miss You, And I’ll Talk To You Later. (part 1)

This is a segment of a piece that was meant to be a letter from a guy to his ex but it kinda grew gangly legs and started becoming a bit of a story...

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To be honest, I didn’t think that I’d ever see you again after the first time. It was just a bit more than one of those coffee shop glances, or shy smile and look aways caught in the subway. Just a bit extra that left more than a feeling to muse about. You know the type, you swear those are moments meant just for you; A slice of sweet satisfaction served as just reward for the mindless suffering thoroughly documented in guest columns in Cosmo: What men really think the first time…

~ Hidden gem that magazine is really. A guy’s guide to the common sense of a woman, I know that sometimes is an oxymoron but honestly it really simplifies so much. The stigma of reading a woman’s magazine is paralyzing, but get over that and you’re almost better off than spending your time with a Maxim or FHM. More models, more lingerie ads, perfume samples (stuff you’d actually be attracted to instead of colognes where you may find yourself one day hmmming and saying aloud “I really like that smell” and then realizing you’re standing next to another man as your eyes open to your nose drawing nearer to the object of your subliminal desire) and details about women you couldn’t write into a perfect dream. ~

But I digress...

2b cont'd.

This might be a good indication...

There are some days when you just know that nothing is going to go your way...

I may have missed this little cloud formation as I slept during the take off of my flight to Cuba a couple of weeks ago, but had I seen it, I would have been ready to accept my fate...

I was part of a group of 49 people going to visit Fidel Land for a nice beach-front wedding and a deserved getaway from the grind of the streets. It was supposed to be a nice sunny vacation lasting a week...

Instead, the song lyrics "A three hour tour" kept repeating themselves in my head as the week went on... 5 hours of sun over the course of the week set that feeling in stone. Alas not all was a loss... Ok, the wedding got rained out and forced indoors, but it was still a beautiful experience and the bride and groom made it through and as far as I know, they're still married 2 weeks later... They passed the Britney test.

Ok, that's the first one out of the way. Heed the weather warnings, both through the news and what you see in the sky.

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