random memory derived from re-reading detroit-lauren's comments about playoff support: my friend Andy wearing his Ottawa Senators jersey last spring (a jersey from an era when it was still COOL to own a Hossa jersey), whilst cheering on the Detroit Red Wings in the Cup final, just to spite me for cheering for Pittsburgh. In retrospect, since the Hossa trade, it's even more messed up.
Incidentally, I wasn't kidding when I said I'll cheer for Detroit if the Bruins win the eastern conference title. But I still reserve the right to be pissed that Hossa choked big time in the post-season with the Sens, while seemingly being able to play for Pittsburgh like someone lit a fire under his rear (but I'm not bitter, honest).
random song I listened to about eight billion times today: Big Country by Bela Fleck and the Flecktones.
random book I've decided I need to read: Anna Karenina.
random idiotic thing my sister used to say that would having my crying laughing: 'Be alert, the world needs more lerts.' She even made a button. I wish I could find it.
random plotting... i need out of Vancouver. this happens about every 6 months (it's been five). the bad thing is that this afternoon, I let myself check cheaptickets.com. there are 343$ round-trip tickets to New York. this is bad. very bad. it means I will probably be in a different time zone for the trade deadline. potentially even in pittsburgh. intentionally. to welcome Army back home. i may also go to more than one Syracuse Crunch game and wait, like a sad sorry little person I am, for the players to leave so that I can get Stefan Legein to sign my Canada jersey. and so I can thank him for coming to his senses and un-retiring from pro-hockey. I may even need to hug him. I will probably apologize. I will also probably spend far too much money and go to DC to the Smithsonian - I am not sure why, but I have developed a NEED to go. generally, I have discovered that it is smart for me to follow these urges: they usually result in bizarre stories that, a couple decades from now, my children won't believe because their mother couldn't possibly have been that cool. although, it is beyond me what kind of mess i could get myself into in a museum. no, wait, let's not go there... I'm sure there is plenty, and now I'm just asking to be caught in the middle of a Hope Diamond heist. the point being that I need out. again. so if I unexpectedly stop posting for two weeks, I'm not dead, I'm just in a different time zone with intermittent internet access. possibly even doing something productive. like research. or editing. but probably not. more likely, i'll be at a Caps-Pens game, or seeing Garnet Rogers or trying to find that restaurant I went to that one time in the East Village with Cathy where we had the most bittersweet meal of my entire life.
random thought: i really need to pick up new batteries for my electric toothbrush. i keep forgetting because I have a non-battery-operated toothbrush.
random photo that makes me happy ... (it's gonna be a while before I get over how happy I am about this... my apologies. in advance. ish.)
random. i know. don't say I didn't warn you.