Internet Conclusions; Zoot Suits; and I Need a Cut Out Lindy!

I haven't blogged in awhile, due to my schedule, but the Sabres have been up to some antics that I would like to take some time and point out.

First, the Catwalk for Charity III hosted by Ryan Miller and his charity the Steadfast Foundation. I was not in attendance at this event due to the lack of funds to buy tickets and I was already had a prior commitment of chaperoning about 50 dance students ages 4 - 17 at a dance competition and entering the young ones playing duck, duck, goose or as they like to call it toilet, toilet, flush. My how things have changed since I was a kid. I had a blast at the competition with my kids and am very proud of their performances, but R. Mill's event sounds like it was quite an evening. From what I can deduce from other people's blogs, facebook, and other internet sources the Sabres themselves had a good time and a few of them may have consumed a little too many alcoholic beverages and acted in ways they normally wouldn't have (nothing bad, they were just relaxed and acting like regular guys would after consuming alcohol and being at a party). I love the fact that Tim Connolly did the worm! I get picked on by my friends for having crushes on guys because of weird quirks, and one weird quirk I find extremely attractive in guys is if they can do the dance move "the worm". I had a crush on a male cheerleader from another school when I was a sophomore in high school because he could do the worm and displayed his talent during a cheerleading competition on time. It also helped that he was well built, had amazing blue eyes, gorgeous wavy, blond, surfer locks, and he looked like a male model, but that is completely beside the point. I might have a mini-crush on Tim Connolly until about Friday because he busted out the worm at the Catwalk for Charity.

THE WORM! Look at those guns! Dang!

Apparently he was happy with his moves.

Pominville didn't seem to be the most entertaining Sabre of the evening, actually what I can figure out he flew below the radar minus his strut on the Catwalk with Ryan. I found this picture and noticed that Pommer's left hand is a little heavier than usual. Did he get married and I missed it? Not that I would expect to be invited or even notified, but the other Sabres that got married or engaged recently have made it publicly known or it was leaked out. (ie Vanek, Peters, Paille, and Paetsch) Either Pommer's is really good at keeping him private life, well, private or he flew to Vegas during the All*Star break and tied the knot with Kim (that was her name wasn't it?). Or maybe he's not married at all and he's like the Jonas Brothers and it's a purity ring. I've never heard of a professional athlete wearing a purity ring before, but I guess stranger things have happened.

All I have to say is when did that happen and what does it mean?

Drew Stafford, where do I even begin with this guy? First of all Drew reminds me of the guy on the team who is very laidback and makes the smartass remarks without caring who he may offend and the remarks he makes usually goes over people's head that should be offended by them. He also reminds me of the typical college frat boy. Most of the guys who have joined the Sabres roster after playing college hockey try to give off this professional persona and make it seem like their college days are behind them. This does not seem like Drew. He seems like the guy who wakes up 5 minutes before he is suppose to leave for the rink throws on clothes that have been on the floor for a few weeks and have only been worn twice, so they are still considered clean because they smell the least and have no stains on them, maybe brushes his teeth, takes a quick swig of milk or OJ out of the carton, grabs his keys and gear and is out the door. I could be way off on this theory, but he just gives off that vibe. He's the type of guy, that not only is he athletically gifted, but he probably didn't have to work that hard at school to pull slightly above average grades. He reminds me of a guy in my public speaking class in college that got all A's on his speeches, but never actually prepared one before hand. He just knew what topic he had to talk about and just ab libbed his speech, but he was so relaxed and a natural public speaker and naturally funny, he pulled it off. I on the other prepared the entire before, but got so nervous when I got in front of the class, I was lucky if I pulled a C and I hated that guy for being able to naturally give speeches, but he was so charismatic and good-looking, my hatred would turn into a mini-crush. That reminds me of Drew, I have never met him, but again he gives off that vibe. So, back to the Catwalk for Charity, according to Drew's Monday morning interview with Larry Norton and 97 Rock, he stated that he normally isn't the kind of guy to wear nice clothes, but since it was a charity event, he wore a nice shirt and pants and found out he wasn't dressed properly because everyone else was sporting Zoot Suit (little factoid about me: I  LOVE Zoot Suits!). So, he had to come up with a quick outfit, which in his words he looked Amish. I know plenty of Amish and none of them wear anything like that, the word I would use to describe Drew's ensemble, Hobo. He reminds me of the Hobo in The Polar Express. That Hobo irritates me because I have no idea what relevance he has to that movie other than to creep the main character out. Pointless, I say.

Drew's many looks for the evening.

I don't know how in the world I missed this, but Patrick Lalime is very good looking. He looked extremely handsome at the Catwalk and I just realized I love his smile.

I think Mike Weber may have not understood the theme of the Catwalk was the Roaring '20s and not Disney's greatest movies because what other reason would he dress as Aladdin?

I'm only posting this picture because being immature and corny as I sometimes am and Paille's pink feather headpiece looks absolutely lovely! (I am aware of the fact that it is one of the models, but the angle is just perfect to assume it is his.)

Speaking of Paille, I'm glad to hear his fiance, Dana (right?), won the bid on the puppy, Capone, after losing to T-Bo's wife last year. Speaking of T-Bo, whatever happened to him? And whatever happened to Pratt? And you never really hear anything about Briere anymore do you? Interesting....

Apparently in the off-season the Sabres are going to tour as the Knox Plaza Band with Miller on Guitar, Lydman on Drums, Stafford playing either guitar or drums and Derek Roy as the lead singer. I think Derek is jealous at the fact that Larry Quinn and Ronan Tynan have asked Miller and Stafford to play at Ronan's Christmas Concert and not him. He was just seizing the opportunity to flex his golden pipes at the Catwalk in hopes that fans will call Larry and vote for him (American Idol Style) to participate in Ronan's next Buffalo Concert.

Andrew Peters' Zoot Suit is something to behold and he reminds me of Robert Barone from Everybody Loves Raymond. The episode where Robert and Debra go swing dancing and Ray gets jealous. When Brad Garrett is wearing the Zoot Suit in that episode it reminds me of Andrew Peters' and his flashy attire at the Catwalk.

Bryce Miller's attire makes me think he should be slinging newspapers on Michigan Ave. and saying, "Get Your Newspapers! Sabres Crush Senators in 10-0 Shut Out! Miller might as well be a Brick Wall!" I was justing wanting to see a video on youtube of Bryce singing "I'm the King of New York" from the Newsies.

I love the fact that for the Catwalk the entire Miller family is involved, including Ryan's grandparents. (No Drew Miller, but I'm sure if his grueling hockey schedule would allow it, he would be there.) I must say they are a good-looking family at that. I mean my family is pretty awesome, but we can't really compare to the Millers. They're doing good and being fashionable all at the same time. My family does good, we just aren't fashionable. We all can't have our cake and eat it too, well, unless you are a Miller, then you can, because you are talented and kind enough to do so.

I loved the pictures of the Sabres' cut outs in gangster attire. I need one of these, actually I want one of Lindy that can stare at me and intimidate me into working out, when I feel I deserve a lazy day. I would be sitting on the couch with a box of cheesy whale crackers from Wally World ready to watch the VH1 marathon of America's Next Top Model and the Lindy cut out in gangster clothes would be giving me the "I will kick your ass from here to Timbuktoo, if you don't get off your lazy arse and work out". And because you don't mess with the Ruffinator, I would get up and work out, that or turn it around so it wouldn't stare at me. Probably the latter. Speaking of which, where is Lindy during these Catwalk events? I never see pictures of him at one? hmmmmm...

Last, but certainly not least, Goose. I'm still campaigning that he should be chosen for the US's 2010 winter olympic hockey team. I mean, he has an upper body injury and he still came to the Catwalk to raise money for charity. This guy just has a heart of gold. To top it off, he also showed the crowd a good time by throwing caution to the wind and chug-a-lugging a drink right on the Catwalk. This guy is awesome, no doubt in that.

My conclusion on all this that I have observed via internet is I need to save some funds so I can go next year. I mean it seems like a grand old time and it helps raise money for charity and that is the best reason of all.

Disclaimer: None of these pictures are mine and were borrowed from various people who attended this event. If any of these are your pictures and you would like them taken off or credit, just send me an e-mail at defygravityanddance@hotmail.com. Thank you!

M.A.S.H.; Sometimes It's Best to Go For the Real Thing, Not the Back Up; and Oh, Harry Neale!

I just played an online game of M.A.S.H. and if this game can really predict the future, I'm loving what I see! Here are the results...

		I will marry Harry Connick Jr..
		After a wild honeymoon, We will settle down in Ireland in our fabulous Apartment.
		We will have 5 kid(s) together.
		Our family will zoom around in a Blue Hummer.
		I will spend my days as a Dancer, and live happily ever after.

Now forget the fact that Harry Connick Jr. has a fabulous and happy marriage to the gorgeous and amazing Jill Goodacre. Maybe there is another Harry Connick Jr. out there who is just as fabulous and gorgeous and then I won't have to be a homewrecker, but if not, then I'm sorry Jill, the online game of M.A.S.H. wouldn't lie to me and fate is fate. You don't mess with fate.

I was unable to watch the game last night, but I was able to watch Wednesday nights game against the Blackhawks. I think I commented on someone's blog that Lindy should have put Lalime in last night and Miller in Wednesday night, but after watching the highlights of last nights game and the shootout, I take that back. Miller needed to play last night and well, he probably should have played Wednesday too. I love Lalime (Esp. because his favorite band is Bon Jovi, excellent taste in music!), but Chicago is on too much of a hot streak to play our back up. That's just my opinion at least.

I youtubed last night's shoot out and some other highlights and it was a pretty intense shoot ot with having to go all the way to six shooters. Roy's and Pommer's goals were excellent and Miller was a brick wall during the shoot out (except for one shooter, but 1 out of 6 is excellen, better than Turco did last night). My favorite part of the video I was watching was the fact that Harry Neale said he didn't understand why the players don't take of their helmets for a better view of the puck during the shoot out. RJ told him they're not allowed to take off their helmets, Neale responded with but in the shoot out..... RJ then told him no, they have to wear them during a shoot out too and that the owners and the player's association are addressing that right now. I just found that funny, because isn't that something Neale should know? It's funny to listen too, it's on about 1:08 in the video....

P.O.S.'s Before Hockey Contracts, Kaboom Car Stories, and Small Ways to Improve Myself

While I was talking on the phone to Chi Chi for 4 hours last night cuddled up with massive amounts of blankets and comforters to ward off the cold WNY January weather, I was browsing through the Sabres 2008 - 2009 Yearbook (thanks to Cari from SabreChaser) and some of the guys off the ice answers made me chuckle. I especially like the fact that Gaustad's first car was a 1979 VW Rabbit. Classic. If you try to imagine him driving a vehicle like that it seems hilarious for the mere fact that he's such a tall guy and well, that's a little car. It's almost like a clown car, but I love the fact that even the Sabres first cars were P.O.S.'s, well they guys that got their first cars before their hockey contracts were signed. Pommer's first car was a BMW, I'm thinking he bought that after signing his hockey contract. Beamer doesn't equal P.O.S. I also admire that Matt Ellis' first car was a 1988 Ford Tempo, because my first car aka kaboom car was also a Ford Tempo except it was a 1994 and yes it was a P.O.S. I think the gas leak when I first got it or the time I literally had to drive down the road holding the driver's side door close, because for some odd reason it wouldn't close and Chi Chi was yelling at me. That was a sight we were on our way to a Ballet Magnificat! Concert all dressed up in our heels and skirts in 15 degree weather and I have one hand holding the car door close and the other on the steering wheel trying to drive on unplowed roads, speeding because we were late and then of course to top it off we got lost. Good Times. The only reasons I walked away happy from that evening was A) the concert was AMAZING! and B) I got Keith Thibodeaux's aka Little Ricky from I Love Lucy, autograph because his wife, Kathy, is the director of Ballet Magnificat! and I'm a huge Lucille Ball and I Love Lucy fan, so that completely made my night, actually week. On the drive home, the door decided it would shut then and we were on our merry way. I wouldn't trade those experiences with kaboom car for the world, but I am much happier now that I have a more reliable means of transportation, I just wonder if the Sabres have any P.O.S. stories before they're hockey contracts.

Apparently similar to Goose's first car!

Similar to my first car aka kaboom car, except the color, I had a grey tempo!

Every year I want to make a New Year's Resolution, but I know I'll be a lazy butt and not go through with it. I found this article online on small ways to improve yourself and succeed. I think I'm going to try, what do I have to lose?

A Step Above Death, Lindy Knows Best, and Looking Forward to the Future with the "Honk the Vote" Campaign!

I feel like death.... I take that back.... a step above death.... I have yet another terrible cold this season making this number 3 in a little less than 4 months. That's what I get for working around kids all the time, oh but I do love those little germ infested twinkle toes, I just wish they kept their germs to themselves! I currently look like Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer with slits for eyes because I'm so exhausted I can barely keep them open and smell like menthol thanks to the number of halls I sucked on. I know, Move Over JT, I'm bringing Sexy Back!

On a good note, the Sabres won last night! :-) 4 to 1 against Toronto! Apparently the Ruffinator's locker room switch up worked, there's no evidence to prove that it didn't. Pominville seems to like the change or Lindy has put the fear of God in him and he's too scared to not agree with Lindy for fear of a major butt whooping. I'm thinking the latter. It seems to have worked seeing that Pominville and Roy both had two goals in the game last night and Roy an assist. (Somebody reacted to being publicly called out by their coach).  Lindy's actions have also seemed to light a fire under Stafford's and Vanek's booties as well, both recording two assists a piece last night.

Two gentlemen that got the Ruffinator's message that he was unhappy with their performance on the ice.

Lindy also thinks that Gerbe is no longer needed in Buffalo at the current time, so back to Portland he goes. I like Gerbe, but like I say "In Ruff I Trust!". Sorry to see you go Gerbe, but if Lindy's decisions lead to games like last night, then whatever Ruff says goes, that even applies to you.

You never argue with this man. He knows best!

I'm not sure if today is the last day or not to vote for the NHL All* Star Game, but it is at 7:31pm EST, Goose has tallied... *drum roll please*..... 449 votes! So, he's not gonna make it to the All*Star game this year, but not shabby for a write in, but if you can still vote, "Honk the Vote!" and vote PAUL GAUSTAD!

WNY's Super Hero! Goose is making sure that trees are being planted through out WNY, so it becomes beautified!

I've also come to the conclusion that Goose really deserves to play in an All*Star game, so I'm going to start the "Honk the Vote! Gaustad in '10!" campaign about 10 months early. No time like the present, eh?

I'm Not a High Class Dame, So Let's Not Get Fancy, I'm Sad to Admit My Disappointment in Tredwards, and Running Out of Time for My Personal Stories

Well, so much has happened since my last blog in Buffalo Sports news and my life (oh I am sure you are all dying to hear about my life *please note the sarcastic tone*) So, I will start my blog talking about Buffalo Sports and after I finish with that  if you would like to continue about my personal life which I swear should be a flipping reality show, you may, if not, it's cool, I just need to vent a bit.

First off, the Sabres... well, what can I say, I'll say this, I will still love them even though the past two games were rocky. This is just a minor bump in the road on the way to the Stanley Cup. Jason Pominville and Ryan Miller commented on why this little snag is happening, the Sabres are trying to play to fancy and cute for the home crowd instead of playing to get the job done. This sounds a little familar to last season, now I'm not saying that the Sabres are repeating last season, I'm just saying trying to play a little too fancy sounds like a symptom of how they played last season. I know they have some very talented players on the Sabres roster, but sometimes fancy isn't better than the basics which get the job done. I think Ryan Miller said it best with this quote....

“We have a lot of creative guys that want to break out and it’s hard to keep them reigned in sometimes. It’s hard to keep the horses in the stable."

So, Lindy has to be the head of the ranch and tame the horses. He can be like Robert Redford's character Tom Booker in the Horse Whisperer. (You should of guessed I would throw a Robert Redford reference in at any chance I got) If anyone can tame the Wild Stallions on Ice that we call the Buffalo Sabres, then it would be Lindy Ruff. I see some of his taming techniques include switching up some of the lines. I really don't like the fact that the Ruffinator is breaking up the Vanek, Roy, Stafford line by switching Stafford with Kotalik, but "In Ruff We Trust", so I won't argue with him. Hopefully, the taming has begun in a rough afternoon practice today and tomorrow the Sabres will wipe the Caps and their beloved Ovie all over the ice.

Harley informed me that on the New York Jets website there is a transcript posted of a conference call with Edwards and Jauron. Now before I say my next statement, if you have ever read my blog, you know I am a big Trent Edwards fan and think he is a tremendous player and person. I have even listed traits about him that I find admirable on this site. With that being said, I am a little disappointed in him. In the transcript they asked him who he would be voting for and he said, "Obama". Now, I am not judging him for his choice on who he is voting for, that's the great thing about America, we all have our voice and can choose to vote for whoever we like, even though I am voting for McCain/Palin, I'm not disappointed that he is voting for Obama. I am however disappointed for his reason for voting for Obama. Seeing that he has a Political Science Degree from Stanford University, I was expecting a very thought-out list of reasons of why Obama was receiving his vote. This is is reasoning....

"The reason is I think that a changeneeds to be made and that’s the biggest change out of the twocandidates. 

Besides that, I haven’t really been following it tooclosely in terms of their issues, their policies and what theydiffer on. I just feel like he’s the most different from the one wehave in power right now."

"This isgoing to sound really shallow but I’ll just say this, that I feellike he presents himself a lot better in the media and he handles himself well in interviews. I know that doesn’t dictatehow good a president is going to be, but in terms of the reason I’m voting for someone, again it sounds really shallow,but I just think he exudes a confidence and a presence about him that this country needs to see."

Yeah, it does sound shallow and I expected more of a real reason on why you were voting for Obama besides the fact he's a good public speaker and you think he will bring the change this country needs. What about his issues? Did you consider the fact that if he gets voted to be our next President our country will turn into a socialist country? How about the fact that Obama is pro-choice and finds it okay to fetuses because supposedly they aren't a real human being? (Are you kidding me? I'm with McCain/Palin on this, Life begins at conception) Or how about that Obama really has no friggin' clue on how our military works and pretty much will screw the country when he takes to take over the War in Iraq? Trent, I'm disappointed because you couldn't give me a real solid reason on why you were voting for Obama, except he's a quality public speaker who may or may not bring the change that this country needs. But then if I think about it, you know you aren't the only one who can't list quality reasons on why you should vote for Obama, all the people who are Obama supporters can't come up with a list either, You are not alone on this, there really isn't a quality list of reasons for voting for Obama, so how were you suppose to think up one with your busy schedule and master plan of winning the Super Bowl Championship for Buffalo in 2009. Actually to think about it, you took the hard route by trying to use your intellect to come up with a list of good reasons to vote for Obama, but even an extremely intelligent man like yourself couldn't create one. If you said you were voting for McCain/Palin, it would have been easy and right in front of your face on why you and the rest of this nation should vote for McCain/Palin, but you were trying to tackle the impossible by coming up with a single good reason why you and the rest of the nation should vote for Obama. Don't feel bad Trent, you are amazing, but even you can't tackle the impossible. Just keep up the amazing work of being one of the top signal callers in the NFL and winning games for the best city in the country.

Sad to say, my personal stories are going to have to wait for another day. I must go and chaperone my youth group for a Halloween event at my church. Happy Halloween, everyone!

Winston the Game Pigeon, Imitating Lindy, and the Goot

A lot has happened in Buffalo Sports news since the last time I posted in six days and I am very proud and pleased to say that the Buffalo teams are incredibly strong this year. Both of them. At the same time. If I was going to recap everything I didn't write about in the past 144 hours, then this blog would take me about entire day to write, so I am just going talk about a few Bills and Sabres tidbits that I found incredibly interesting.

First the Sabres...

I was watching the video, Rick Jeanneret "Voices", on Sabres TV and I'm really glad they have a feature on RJ, because he has been a great part of Sabres history. I'm probably partial, but I have have to say that he is the greatest Hockey commentator of all time. His sayings are so memorable that I was quoting him when I was six years old.... "La-La-La-Fontaine". To this day, that is why Pat LaFontaine is one of my all time favorite hockey players. Below is the video, so you can watch some of RJ's memorable sayings and it's nice to have some of Lindy's input on it.

So, the Sabres have a new mascot, well, I should rephrase that they don't have a new mascot, wrong word, my bad. They have new traveling companion. The pigeon of the game. It goes to the player that played the best that game. My mom (who was a pre-K teacher for many a years) had something similar to this for her class, except it was a teddy bear. The students in her class would get to take home the bear and they would have to take pictures of where they went with the bear over the week-end, ie. if they went to the library they would take a picture with the bear at the library or Mickey D's, the kids would be shown feeding the bear french fries, so on and so forth. The kids loved taking home the bear, I think his name was hunter? I could be wrong about that one, any who... Maybe the Sabres do that. Like if Drew Stafford has the honor of spending time with the pigeon, he takes it to band practice with him and you have a picture of Drew rocking out on the guitar and the pigeon playing the drums or if Derek Roy gets a day with him, you see a pic of the pigeon and Derek on his boat. Maybe the Sabres are keeping a secret scrapbook of each players time with the pigeon. At the end of the season each player brings in the pages they made for the special scrapbook and then the Sabres put it in a special library and years later new Sabres can look at the pigeon's and the Sabres' alumni special moments together. It's just a thought. Well, now the pigeon is sort of reminding me of the Travelocity Gnome. hmmm.... you know, the pigeon needs a name, the didn't state whether he was donned one by the organization, but since I don't know what it is and I like to give inanimate objects names, I'm going to name the pigeon of the game, Winston, because we are going to be doing a lot of winning this season. Winston. It's catchy I like it.

Winston, the Sabres pigeon of the game.

Jason Pominville has written a new blog and answered a many a Sabres fans questions. I like reading J.J. Pom's blog, it's so polite. A fan even asked him about it.

How do you stay so friendly with people when they are so demanding and ask such strange questions? Sheryl – Jamestown, NY

It’s just the way I interact with people. Sometimes they have funny questions, but if I can answer it I’ll do my best. If I can’t I’ll just say I can’t… like the dancing question. I just don’t think I can! It’s part of the game, the fans like it and as a player I don’t mind it. I think overall it’s actually pretty funny and a good thing to do.

Honesty... a very admirable and attractive trait. You know, Pommer's possesses a lot of great qualities, honesty, politeness, kindness, hardworking, good-looking, and athletic. He's one of those guys you wish they would multiply and pass out to the well-deserving single women of this earth to have as a significant other. But until they figure out how to clone humans, I guess the females of this earth will have to wait and ask the age-old question that all women ask of guys who are great, but in a serious relationship, "Does he have a brother?"

One more thing on the Sabres and Pommer's blog, he said that the best team costume was when Tim Connolly dressed up as Chris Drury in the Little League World Series. Well, that might have been a good one, but my Halloween costume this year is going to trump that one big time. Tomorrow night at 8, when I go to my friends house for a party, I am going as the one and only Lindy Ruff! That's right folks. I'm going as the Ruffinator. I'm going as Lindy during practice, wearing a Sabres ballcap (easier to hide my long hair) and sweats, I'm drawing a Lindy-esque mustache on my face and I don't own a hockey stick, so I may walk around with a clipboard. I'm going to yell things like, "Move your feet, Move your feet, Move your feet... away from the snacks!" and "That's BS!" Ahhhhh... yes... I have been planning this costume for a year and I can't wait to impersonate the greatest hockey of all time.

Second, Bills news.....

They won on Sunday against the Chargers! Kawika Mitchell was on fire! That inception he made was exceptional! I looked for a video of it on youtube, but no such luck in finding it, maybe because of the whole power outage situation. hmmmm.... but if you didn't witness it, take my word for it, he's worth every penny that he's getting paid. Another person earning their paycheck, Mr. Trent Edwards! Watching him play on Sunday, you would have never of guessed that he suffered a concussion. He was on top of his game and then some. I'm glad to see he's back, well, not just glad, over the top ELATED! Yet, Trent is still humble as ever. That amazing catch that Lee Evans made where he held the ball next to his shoulder. Trent gave Lee all the credit saying that it wasn't one of the best throws of his career, but Lee made it look that way. Humble, another quality I have to add to my "Why I am a Trent Edwards' Fan" list. I also read on the Bills' website that Trent might be up to play in the Pro-Bowl, a well-deserved honor indeed. Since his birthday is in one week, he's accomplished a lot before the ripe, young age of 25. Man, he makes me feel like a slacker. grant it I'm a couple years younger (almost), but I have a lot of work to do, if I'm going to accomplish an amazing and detailed resume as Trent Edwards by the time I'm 25. I better get on that.

Thirdly, Steve Guttenberg. Now, I know this has absolutely nothing to do with Buffalo Sports, but I must write about this new little tidbit that I have learned about myself. Now, as I have stated before I love cheesy chick flicks circa 1980 to mid 1990's, examples of this would be my love of the movies, "Groundhog Day", "While You Were Sleeping" and "Father of the Bride part 1 and 2". Well, I was at a flea market two weeks ago and was buying more cheesy, vhs, chick flicks for a buck and I purchased, "Three Men and a Baby" (see where I'm going with this?). Ted Danson, Tom Selleck, and Steve Guttenberg all star in this movie as big man whores who have to take care of the illegitimate of Ted Danson's character. It was pretty good, but I was beat and fell asleep half way through, I'm sure I'll be watching it again some time soon. But before I feel asleep, I hate to admit it, but the Goot was looking pretty good. I mean not Robert Redford good, but sensitive, quirky guy with a baby good. I guess I'm just remember him from Dancing with the Stars last season when he danced with Jonathan and proclaimed his love of dance. But, I developed a mini-crush on him for about 12 hours and so for a 12 hour period, I'm a little ashamed to admit it, but I must come clean with my feelings, I had a crush on the Goot.

Kids Who Think They are Capable of Being Adults, A Heartfelt Update, and Reuniting with My Other Half

I need to stop watching shows with topics that aggravate me. I was watching the Tyra show this morning (I really do love this show and I am a Tyra fan) and they were talking about child brides. The first guest on, was a girl who was 15 and wanted to marry her 18 year old boyfriend. (Can we say jailbait?) She met him when she was 12 and he was 15, he was her day camp counselor and they are both currently living in her mom's house, living in her bedroom, sharing the same bed. Of course they are having sex, but the kicker is they are trying to have a baby. She has been trying to get pregnant for a year and since she couldn't get pregnant the natural way, she has bought fertility drugs over the internet. She recently doubled her dosage of fertility drugs because she still wasn't getting pregnant. When asked why she wanted to get married, her response was, "Well, like, I'm responsible for my age, like more responsible than most kids, and like, I take care of my younger sisters when my mom needs me to. I, like, dress them and feed them, and like play with them." Tyra's response, "That's called babysitting. Every girl your age has babysat." The girl's response, "Yeah, that's what I do, so, like, I can take care of my own kid." Tyra asked her who her role model was, the girl's response was Jamie Lynn Spears, because "She is , like, so much more responsible than her sister. Like, she hasn't her kid taken away from her yet, and like she's young, unlike Britney, who like an adult and old. So, I can take care of my kid too." All righty, so I don't even know where to even start critiquing this and I'm not even done summarizing, but let me add a few personal comments to all this. A) Jamie Lynn hasn't had her taken away from her yet. Even she said yet. So, give it a little time and I'm sure the odds are in her favor to have her kid taken away from her. B) Britney has had many personal problems (many is an understatement) which I'm not even going to talk about any of those, but Britney isn't old to be having kids. She had her first child at age 23. I think that's a normal age to have kids. Britney is turning 27 in December... since when is that old? But I digress... They asked the boyfriend why he wanted to get married and his response was, "Well, I really love her and I have a job as a pizza man, and we're already having sex, so why not?" Tyra asked him how much money he made year and he said about $1,000. Then the girlfriend said, "No, you make about $5,000 maybe. Well, you make $8.10 an hour." He replied with, "Oh, that's right". Seriously, you can even do the mathematics on what your annual income is and you are ready to get married and raise a kid. If you are still living in your mom's or significant other's mom house, you are not ready to get married and start a family. If you have to sneak behind your mother's back and order fertility drugs off the internet instead of seeing a health care professional, you are definitely not ready to be married or raise kids. You aren't even a responsible adult. You can't even vote, drink, buy cigs or porno. You can't even drive a car! Marriage isn't all fun and games. It's a lot of work and responsibility. There are a lot of wonderful benefits from marriage that can fulfill your life, but it's not all sunshine and lollipops. When Tyra asked the girl why she wanted to marry her boyfriend she responded, "Well, like, he's perfect, he, like, buys me stuff, when he gets a paycheck, and cleans my room and like I always get what I want." ARE YOU KIDDING ME? How are you suppose to pay for a baby if your hubby's money is all going to buy you stuff. If you want to raise a family, you can no longer be ego-centric. You have to grow up and sacrifice your needs for your children. What Jamie Lynn Spears makes it look so easy? Well, I wonder why, she has the money to pay people to help her. Guess, what if your hubby is only pulling in $5,000 a year (if that) then your butt is probably going to have to get a job and I'm sure at that point you'll be happy if you can buy toilet paper to wipe your ass with. You won't be able to buy whatever you want. I'm glad to say at the end of the show, Tyra talked her out of getting married right now and her boyfriend was getting his own place (I'm sure it's a hole in the wall with his income, but at least it's his own place). She also took a pregnancy test and Praise the Lord she wasn't pregnant. If she was, the only victim in this whole situation would have been the child. What is wrong with kids now-a-days. When I was 15, I still thought boys had cooties. (actually, if you go to such places as frat houses, or places where multiple heterosexual males co-habitat, I still believe cooties exist. There's always something crawling around in those places and the weirdest smells, too) Ok, well, maybe not at 15, but I was more worried about my academics and dancing than boys. And I certainly didn't want to get married or have kids at that age, heck, I'm still not ready for that.

So, I know I've been blogging a lot on how Ryan Miller has been slacking on updating his blog, but I must say when he updates, he updates. There was definitely a lot of thought put into his latest blog. Of course he talked about the success of the Sabres, but not too much, because as he pointed out you can find out how well the Sabres are doing on various places on the internet. He preceded to talk about his cousin Matt who passed away about a year ago from cancer. It was a very heartfelt entry and I'm not going to even begin to summarize because I can not even begin to give it the ounce of justice that it deserves. But, I truly do recommend taking the time to read it. It made me want to go and comfort everyone who experiences this heartache of losing a loved one much too early in life to such a dreadful disease. Ryan stated that The Steadfast Foundation website (www.thesteadfastfoundation.com) will be having a link on their website on how you can help out.

A good time is had by all at The Steadfast Foundation's Catwalk for Charity. Having fun and helping other what in the world could be better. I mean Jason Pominville is having a good time with his yellow canary boa and even though the puppy looks a wee bit sad, it went to a good home with the Thibaults. (editor's note, this isn't my picture it belongs to CSINickStokslvr I pinked out her face because A) I wasn't sure if she wanted her face displayed on my blog and B) Pink is a fierce color, I was thinking of going with canary yellow to match Pommer's boa, but decided it would be a wee too much.)

Speaking of loved ones, I get to see my Chi Chi tomorrow! *overcomed with great joy* Yes, I get to see my other half tomorrow and it may only be for about 20 hours, but I am in great need of a Chi Chi fix. I haven't seen her in 7 months and that is far too long. Grant she lives about 1,000 miles away and since we are both poor fairly recent college grads who majored in dance and do a have career in our chosen field, but our chosen field pays us mere peanuts, so we can not afford to travel and see each other as much as we would like. But, the reason I get to see her is for a very special occasion, our dear friend, Tallie, is having her Bridal Shower and Bachelorette Party all in the same day. The wedding is in another six weeks and I'll get to see Chi Chi again! Yes, I'm going to another wedding event, but I get to see so many of my beloved friends and dancers, I fun time should be had by all. I haven't seen Tallie, Luan, and Chevelle in 7 months either. It feels like eons. After tomorrow night which will turn into Sunday morning, I'm sure I'll have many stories.

Wouldn't It Be Nice If You Could Erase Bad Days?, Emergency Room Adventures, and that Pominville Kid

Yesterday was not a good for Buffalo sports. The Sabres were shutout 3-0 by Detroit (it's still preseason, but it's always nice to win and it's really bad to be shutout), the Bills lost 41-17 to Arizona, and to top it off Trent Edwards suffered a concussion during the third play of the game and was out for the rest of the game. The Bills had to have Losman play the rest of the game. I'm going to quote Harley here, but I think she said it best this morning with, "yesterday needs to be completely erased...ugh!" Here, Here! *raises flavored bottle water into the air* I couldn't have said it better myself. I mean the day did start out well. I got up taught Sunday School (which went really well), went and got myself a Timmy Ho's breakfast sandwich, cheese croissant (which had extra melted cheese on it, fabulous!), and an apple juice, then I went home and watched the richest hip hop kings on E! why I ate my Timmy Ho's breakfast and then took a two hour nap on the couch. After that, my family was at my house including my favorite 16 year old cousin, Bradshaw. My family and I did some work in my parent's woods before the game, then we played a practical joke on my dad, well my favorite Uncle Bert was the one who made it, but it went really well. The day seemed to be going well without a hitch, then 4:15pm EST rolled around and BAM! out of nowhere disaster struck! Like a powerful earthquake!

I was watching the game with Bradshaw, Uncle Bert, Big Guy, Little Mama, and my cousin Tone, when the horrific accident happened during the third play of the Bills game! Edwards was taken out. Big Guy kept saying, "Man, Trent really got his bell rung!". I felt sick, not so much because we might lose the game, yeah, that stinks, but it is still just a game. But, I felt so horrible for Trent, he's not exactly a little guy, so to see him lying on the ground like that was heart-wrenching. I felt even worse when they were driving him on the golf cart to the locker room and one of the trainers (I'm assuming it was one of the trainers) was sitting behind was holding him up. He looked so out of it. It reminded me of the time I got my wisdom tooth out and I was so drugged up on the laughing gas that when I woke up from the surgery, I had no clue which end was up. I don't even remember how I got home. Or the time, Chi Chi had to take me to the emergency room and I had six viles of blood removed from me and I hadn't eaten in 24 hours and ...... (I literally stopped writing this blog right here on Monday 10/6/08, and now I'm picking up right where I left off on 10/9/08) ......I kept insisting that smelly kids have ring worm and I would sporadically pass out on the cold ER bed and when I was awake me and Chi Chi would play "I Spy" in the ER. The emergency people loved us, between me and her during our college career we were there about 5 times. We were told one time by one of the nurses that we are the only people she has ever had laugh in the emergency room before. We were also the only people to get excited by a shot in the booty. Chi Chi needed to get a shot and when they told us it would be in the butt instead of the arm, we cheered because we thought that would hurt less for her. Apparently we were never so wrong, because I witnessed the ER stab (this isn't an exaggeration) her in the butt with a needle. Chi Chi jumped about an inch off the table and the nurse said "You're gonna feel a little pain", Chi Chi's response, "Yeah, no foolin', I feel it already". After the nurse left, she yelled at me for not warming her that the nurse was going to jab her with the needle. How was I to know she would be so violent, it shocked me just as much as her! But anyway, back to the bills, it's just me and Chi Chi have so many ER stories, I'll have to save them for another blog entry. So, after feeling really bad for Trent they put Losman in or as Bradshaw likes to call him, "Lose-man". Bradshaw's exact words were, "Ah, man, they're putting in Lose-man. Just what we need out there a depressed Quarterback! Have you seen him? He mopes around feeling sorry for himself with this depressed look on his face and a beard. He doesn't even bother to shave!" My thoughts exactly cousin, Bradshaw, my thoughts exactly. It was just a mess out on that feel and I'm not putting the entire blame on Losman, but the team did not play well at all. I think the team doesn't back Losman and doesn't want to play for him (that would explain the last four years). I mean I really wouldn't want to play for him either, he always blamed someone else for their loses and he doesn't seem like he completely respects everyone on the team (just an opinion). You have to give respect to receive it. In my personal opinion, Losman doesn't give it. Trent seems to respect everyone (he's always saying how good this player was or that player was) and he takes the heat if it's his fault, he never blames anyone else. You can tell the other players have a lot of respect for him by the way they talk about him and if you ever see Trent on the sidelines during a game he's usually talking to another teammate. Unlike Losman during the game against the Cards, he looked excommunicated from the team, sitting there all by himself and being the person that I am, I felt bad for him in a way. (don't judge me, I already I know I'm too nice). Anyway, enough about talking about the Bills blemish in the season, if you're a fan you've already heard about it enough and then some, so why beat a dead horse? But, since I am always adding amiable traits to my list of why I am a Trent Edwards fan, here's another, his big heart, I may have stated it early, but I found some pictures on buffalobills.com of the Toyota Rookie Club going to visit the Women's and Children's Hospital in Buffalo around Christmas last year and seriously how can you not like a big, manly guy who's kind and plays with kids. Seriously, such an attractive quality.

"Entertaining the young children with his coloring abilities..."

"I just love this one for the mere fact that he has a Bills' Logo tattoo on his face. It reminds me of my cheerleading days when I would put a hornet (my high school mascot) tattoo on my face for the football and basketball games."

"You have to look in the background, but he has a marker in his mouth, I love candids, you just can't beat them."

"I think him and this little kids are best buddies. I'll call the little toe-head kid, Trenton."

Onto my other favorite Buffalo team... the Sabres! First Sabres game tomorrow! *YAY!* I'm a little P.O.'ed though. I really thought that Jason Pominville deserved to be captain. He earned it! I thought it was in the bag that it was going to J.J.Pom. I mean, Rivet? Isn't he the guy that originally said he didn't want to be in Buffalo and now we're awarding him with the captaincy? Doesn't sound right to me. Pommer's wants to be here, he plays so hard for us, the team respects him and the crowd loves him. He's Big Guy's favorite player and not because he's hot. I kept picking on my dad that Pommer's was his favorite the convo went something like this....

Big Guy - "If I got to play golf with one of the Sabres, I don't who"

Me - "How about Derek Roy?"

Big Guy - "Nah...."

Me - "Brian Campbell?" (Soupy was still here at the time)

Big Guy - "Nah...."

Me - "Jason Pominville?"

Big Guy - "Yeah, yeah, yeah, that Jason Pominville kid. I like him."

Me - "Because he's hot."

Big Guy - "NO! He's not hot (clearly my dad doesn't know a good looking guy if he smacked him in the face). Yeesh... why are yo saying that. I like that kid because he's got the fire in the belly. He always goes out there and gives it his all. He doesn't rest on his laurels like some of them do. Even those hot shot players like Biere and Drury (They were still in Buffalo at the time) aren't as hardworking as that Pominville kid. He's the one that scored that goal against Ottawa in the playoff that sent the Sabres to the Eastern Conference finals. Not Biere (I'm aware of the fact that I'm missing the first "r" in Briere, my dad just always called him B-iere). Not Drury. That Pominville kid did, because he's got the fire in the belly. That's why I'd play golf with him."

Me - "And he's hot!"

Big Guy - "WOULD YOU STOP SAYING THAT!!!"

If Big Guy is aware of the fact how awesome that Pominville kid is, then why isn't he captain? It just doesn't make any sense.....

Being a Hypocritical Blogger, The Sabres Back-up Careers as Translators, and Eh? Rambling Just Isn't Cutting It Tonight

Yes, yes, it has been brought to my attention that I have been a very bad blogger and not updated my blog in a week. Not quite as bad as R.Mill, but pretty close. Since I did complain about how Miller was in the wrong because he didn't update his blog, here I am being hypocritical and not updating mine either. Well, I do apologize to my only faithful reader (that I am aware of) and to you, Ryan Miller, I shouldn't judge you when I am responsible of the same wrong doings. Did anyone notice after my blog about R.Mill not updating his, he updated it? hmmmm..... I must say, I didn't realize my input was that important. I mean, I complain about Miller not updating his blog and *poof* it's done! Almost magical really... (okk, that's a bit of an exaggeration). Can I start requesting other things, Miller? I mean what if I asked for sabres tickets or even better getting to be a model at the next Catwalk for Charity or OOOOOO! I got it! How about my dance company performs at the next Catwalk for Charity???? We're really fierce! I swear! I'm going to see how long it takes for R.Mill to answers these requests. I'll be waiting Miller. I'll give you a little leeway considering the fact hockey season has started and all and I would also like to request winning the Stanley Cup this year for the Sabres. But I don't think these requests are too demanding and I think you can grant all my wishes. Oh, yeah, I would also like to request another blog entry. Please and thank you!<p>

One of the many chores Ryan Miller must do as a hockey player, signing autographs. It's mundane, yes, but it must be done. It also is one of the many excuses he has for not being a faithful blogger. My excuses include working two jobs (which include internet marketing and taching dance), running my own dance company, teaching Sunday School, volunteering, doing my churches newsletter, drinking blue slurpees, watching all the season premieres that I recorded at the wee hours of the morning, checking up on the latest sabres and bills news, playing with the yearbook yourself website (seriously you have to try it! Coolest thing ever!!!)and messing around on facebook...I know, I know, mine aren't as good as R.Mills, but hey, we can't all be as cool as Ryan Miller, now can we? Mine are good excuses for the common man.

I have to give a promised shout out to my dear friend Harley, "BITE ME!" You finally got your blog, now get off my back. Geesh! I swear she rudely brought it to my attention that I was being unfaithful to my blogging duties and I should shake a leg and write one. So, here it is. Leave me alone! (P.S. I Love You and thanks for reading! ;-))

The Sabres two preseason games haven't produced the outcome I or I'm sure the Sabres would of liked with two loses, but hey, it is only preseason and they're working out the kinks. I must say their trip to Hockeyville was quite entertaining, not so much the game, but the actual trip itself. The fact that some small town kid tried to con Jason Pominville out of his tie, is quite hilarious. I'm sort of surprised that J.J.Pom didn't give it up, being that he is a really nice guy and I'm sure he can afford to give a small town kid one of his ties. I found it funny that Lindy told the kid to let go because it was probably expensive, Hugo Boss or something like that. When Lindy was interviewed, one of the reporters said it was nice that some of you went over and signed autographs for the fans, was translating a problem? Lindy said, well we didn't send the American Boys over there, we sent our French-Canadiens like Roy, Pommer, and Lalime. It was even funnier that D.Roy was translating, I guess if his career as a hockey player ever fizzles, he can become a translater.

All right so, seriously, I feel this blog isn't up to par where my other blogs usually are. Not that my other blogs are award winning or anything, but I just don't feel creative in my writing topics tonight. It may appear to be at the same caliber as my other blogs, but to me personally, I feel as I am rambling. So, I am just gonna quit and try to write a more wittier and quality blog in the next few days. Yes, Harley, I promise to update my blog, very, very soon, no more nagging.... Geesh!

Bummy Saturdays, Jason Pominville Securing a Kick Ass Hockey Team, and My Wedding Requests

It's Saturday morning, well afternoon, 1:09pm to be exact and I'm sitting my couch watching "P.S. I Love You", eating graham crackers and peanut butter and teriyaki beef jerky and drinking a propel and writing this blog. I love Saturday mornings. Getting up whenever you want, nothing to do, relaxing and being a bum. It's lovely. I wouldn't like it everyday, but once a week, it's a nice regenerating time. I do actually have a lot of things I have to do to plan for the week, but they can wait til later, right now I'm in my bummy, unmatching sweats, watching a romantic comedy in which I have a huge crush on Gerard Butler, eating junk food and communicating to the world via internet..... ahhhhh, yes, life is good.

It's been a pretty good week-end so far and not just for the fact that I get to be an unhealthy, lazy bum! Jason Pominville has signed a five year extension contract with the Sabres! KICK ARSE! This is so exciting! I have the best feelings in the world that this is Buffalo's year! Oh, I know that being a die hard Buffalo fan we say crazy things like this every year, but this really is our year! I mean the sabres have their dream team from when they were kicking ass and taking names in Rochester a few years back, Goose, Pommer, Miller, Royzie, Vanek, Paille, Paetsch, Kaleta, MacArthur... and add Connolly, Spacek, Tallinder, Lydman, Mighty Max, Kotalik and Lindy Ruff as the head coach (In Ruff We Trust!), oh it is a gonna be an amazingly fierce season! Having Pommer's sign an extension contract really just solidified that fact that we are gonna be rocking like a hurricane in Buffalo!

Look at that fierce fro! I wish Pominville would grow it back! My only beef with that boy. Grow the curls back!

I bought "Groundhog Day" at a flea market yesterday, life is good. I tried watching that movie last night but passed out on the couch 20 minutes in. I'll watch it sometime this week.

I have a counterpoint view from a former blog I wrote. Harley doesn't agree with my point that cough drops should be renamed to cold drops. She has stated that she only uses cough drops when her throat is scratchy and she can't stop coughing. So, my theory in changing the names of cough drops is not agreed upon by all, but it was just that a theory.

Also, Fallon's wedding that I attended was beautiful and the bride and groom looked so happy, it was fabulous! The only thing is they did not play the chicken dance. *sigh* I swear at my wedding, the chicken dance will be the first song on my request list. Not the song I want to dance first with my husband or the song for my father/daughter dance, it will be the chicken dance. If the dj doesn't have the chicken dance in his arsonel of songs, guess what I am not hiring him to play at my wedding. I only have a few requests for when I get married, that I am married by one of my family friends who is a pastor, I'm married in my church, that I have a wedding attended only by close friends and family, they play the chicken dance, and when me and my husband go to cut the cake, an all out food fight breaks out. yep, that's all I'm requesting....

People Holding More Regard for Their Food than Priceless Antique Belongings, My Love of Seasickness, and Having a Big Heart for Charity

I'm back! It's been a week since I've been on here and what a busy week it's been. I was on vacation for most of it and now I'm back to the same old grind. I just received a mean text message from Harley about how I'm slacking with blogging, so basically to throw it in her face, here I am blogging. All I have to say is Bite Me, Harley! In any event, my vacation was fun, relaxing, but I'm glad to be home. I was in Hartford, CT for part volunteering at the Antiques Roadshow. It was fun and different experience and I met a lot of nice people and a few of the famous ie the Keno Twins. I must say I dealt with 6,000 people that day and no one was mean to me. Odd. I know. Considering the fact that for the 6-7 years I waitressed and hostessed through High School and College, I couldn't have one single day dealing with 250 people at the most (and it was usually was less than that) where someone wasn't a complete a** to me. Maybe because when I worked as a waitress/hostess, I was dealing with their food, where at the Antiques Roadshow, I was just the line keeper in triage sending them to table with their priceless family heirlooms and garage sale finds. It just comes to show you that people care more about their Friday Night Fish or Hamburger and Fries then their Antique Valuables. No argument there, I get very cranky if I miss a meal. I consider eating a top priority.

I also spent some of vacation visiting my aunt and uncle in CT. It was fun we bonded while watching Jeff Dunham DVDs (can't go wrong there) and then we went and saw their boat. I didn't think this was the smartest idea, because when I was 13 and was visiting them, they took me on their boat. In any event, I get motion sickness very easy as well as seasick, and my uncle thought I was being rude when I asked to go lay down on the coach below (I don't know the technical boat terms, but I'm sure you can figure it out). Seriously, I was a green as Oscar the Grouch around the gills, and I''m being rude 'cus I want to lay down for a second, seriously wouldn't it be ruder if I puked in your lap??? Oi! Anyway, even though it's a decade or more since that incident, I still haven't changed with how seasick I get. It's not like I choose to be seasick, really,  I would give it up in a heartbeat, but my family all knows this and they still decide let's go sea the boat. Grant it, it's a nice boat and all but I didn't really take much note of that, from the minute I stepped foot on the boat, I was trying to keep my cinnamon raison bagel and applesauce down from breakfast. We were only on the boat for about an hour and half, but man did it seem like 8 hours. I could not wait to get on land again. A few minutes after my feet touched land, I was fine and actually realized I was hungry. So, note to my family, no more boat trips, I just can't stomach it. I also vowed to myself after that day, I'm not marrying a guy who wants a boat, unless he wants to sail by himself, because there is no way my Buffalo booty is getting on it. It's better for everyone that way.

It was a good vacation, but I'm glad to be home and on land. I've also checked all my favorite websites that I've neglected for the past week and I'm happy to report that I now know that Jason Pominville is a Kayne West, Jay-Z and 50 Cent fan and that Andrew Peters was celebrity bar tending at the Pearl Street Grill. I do have to give Peters props because he is doing it for a very worthy cause, the National Center of Missing and Exploited Children (NCMEC). He's giving all his tips to it. So, I have to give him an "A" for effort, he does seem to have a big place in his heart for charitable organizations, but I've also seen him at one of these charity events, I was a waitress at one of them. I think the best advice I could give him after that would be the old college motto "Know Your Limit and Stay In It" and a personal one of mine "Just Because the Alcohol is Free Doesn't Mean You Have to Drink as Much as Possible". But the whole time he was inebriated, he did try to keep raising more money for the charity the event was for, so he gets a kudo for that. I hope they raised a lot of money for the NCMEC and everyone had a great time in the process, Peters included.

So, I just got another text message from Harley as I'm typing this and it's the end of 1st period of the Bills game and they are losing 5-3! Poop! Not what I wanted to hear, well it's only the end of the first and they're only 2 points down, one field goal and we can win this. C'Mon Buffalo, I know it's only the off-season, but this is the year the Bills are gonna win the Super Bowl and the Sabres are gonna win the Stanley Cup, I just have a really good gut feeling.

Thunderstorms, Mamma Mia!, and Claustrophobic Hockey Players

At 5:32 this morning, I was awakened by a crash of thunder. I used to be terrified of thunderstorms as a child, but I've grown out of that petrified stage and now just find them annoying because no matter how hard I try I can't sleep through them. So, I decided to read some of "Tuesdays with Morrie" and pace around with the lights on in my room, trying to make myself tired enough the sleep through the storm. No such luck. When the storm finally passed at 6:37am, I laid back in bed, turned off the lights, and snuggled with my Buffalo Bills pillow, it took awhile, but I finally fell back asleep and had the strangest dream. I dreamt I was at war with this air-heady, Mean Girl, Paris Hilton type and I was kicking her booty. She tried to throw water on me and missed so in retaliation, I decided to throw a carton of eggs on her and with much success, I hit her. Once, she was covered in yoke, I told her, "I hope you have an egg-cellent day!" (I'm even corny in my dreams). Then suddenly almost every guy I knew in college, high school, and elementary school was there and they were siding with me and the mean girl went away and cried. Then one of the guys tackled me and I smacked him and told him "don't mess" and woke up. I wonder what the dreams book have to say about that one.

Onto a topic that has some importance in this world like.... MAMMA MIA! I went and saw it Tuesday night with my mom, she found two free passes on the side of the road to a local movie theatre while she was taking a walk one day, so she asked me if I wanted to go see MAMMA MIA! with her. To my mom's delight, the free passes worked and we got to see the movie for free. It was fabulous! The scenic views of Greece were amazingly beautiful and that's an understatement and who knew Meryl Streep could sing? Her voice is amazing (unlike Pierce Brosnan, but he gets an A for effort) and she's always been an amazing actress. The movie was funny and the music was fabulous (Those Swedes really make some excellent music) and of even more importance I have a new mini-crush. Colin Firth....

I've always enjoyed his acting and thought he was attractive, but after watching MAMMA MIA!, I developed a mini-crush on him. Maybe because he was so sweet and he was so willing to step up to the plate and be Sophie's father. Or maybe the fact that he could sing and play the guitar and had an English accent. In any event, he's my mini-crush for the week, maybe even two.

I was out to dinner the other night with Harley and I shared with her a recent thought I had about hockey. If a hockey player is claustrophobic, does he freak out when he goes into the penalty box? I mean I know the penalty box is mostly glass, but for some claustrophobic people it doesn't matter. If they are in a small space, they freak out. If a hockey player is in this position does he say to the ref.... "Excuse me? May I please sit my penalty somewhere else? Like the locker room? I am a really bad claustrophobic." (okk, I just realized that no hockey player would probably use those words when asking except maybe Jason Pominville. He'd be that polite, he was a Lady Byng Trophy nominee after all). What would the ref say? "Sure, we'll cater to your illness and let you sit your penalty out in the locker room." or would it more likely be, "Are you kidding me? Get your pansy ass in that penalty box. You should have thought of these job hazards before you chose this as your career!" I think it would be the latter and I really don't see any hockey player asking to not sit his penalty in the box because he was claustrophobic, they probably mumble "oh crap (or other choice words)" to themselves, take a deep sigh and get in the box. No matter how excruciating it is, they sit there calmly even if they are freaking out inside and almost want to kill themselves every time the ref's whistle is blown and it delays his penalty time even longer. Or I could be completely crazy about this theory and no hockey player could ever be freaking out in the penalty box due to claustrophobia and it's just a crazy theory. But don't you think after all these years of the NHL and the players that have played in the NHL, there has had to be at least one player that this theory has happened to. I mean didn't former Buffalo Sabres Right Winger Alexander Mogilny miss some games because he had such a fear of flying? So, why couldn't a hockey player be claustrophobic and be afraid of the penalty box? Maybe they just never admitted it or maybe all the claustrophobic hockey players are goalies! The guys in hockey who even if they cause the penalty one of their team mates has to take one for the team (literally) and get into the box. Maybe that's how hockey goalies are born. Their thoughts are...

"I love to play hockey. I want to be in the NHL. I want to one day hoist the Stanley Cup over my head and kiss it in victory, but man does that penalty box scare me!!! I mean what if the door doesn't unlatch and I'm stuck in there with the penalty box babysitter!!! I mean I don't think it's possible to crawl out the top and even if we break the glass to get out of there, that's dangerous! This of all the cuts we could get or a piece of glass could land in my eye and blind me!!! Oh wait, there's a position in hockey where you don't  have to go in the penalty box? You stand between the pipes for the entire sixty minutes of the game and have the puck aimed right at you and it comes at you at lightning speed. Sounds a heck of a lot better than being in that box! I'm in!"

I'll bet good money that has happened, it's not so far-fetched.