Saturday, December 12, 2009

The snows they melt the soonest when the winds begin to sing.

The news has been going on and on about Wintergeddon, and here it is, 12 hours past the predicted snowfall and .... no snow. They say it's tricky to track snow here because of the Gorge, the mountains and the Pacific, but I think Oregon is just chock full of panic mongers. I'm scheduled to work tonight, and as much as I'd love to stay home, I really don't want to have to miss $$work$$.

I've been to five Winterhawk games this year. If I counted correctly. That's a lot for me, but not nearly enough! Did I mention I met some of them as well? A couple of weeks ago, they were at the Fred Meyer in Oregon City, signing autographs. Good kids, the lot of them. Aed went with, and I asked her to get a poster signed for Indi, which I will mail to her one of these days...

The last game I went to was against the Spokane Chiefs on the sixth. We went into overtime but lost in the shootout. Had a lot of fun, though. Afterward, R and I took the Max back over the river and walked to the Red Cap for dinner and drinks. Well, R had dinner, I had a drink. Just the one, but it had vodka in it, so about five sips in I was feeling pretty toasty.

Plenty more to say, no time to say it.


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