This is the view from the park across the street from me.
I spent a good three hours yesterday afternoon (after the Hawks game, freaky) reading The Game. It's been taking me forever to read because I'm scared of finishing it. I don't want it to be over, it's such a good book. It makes me really sad that, when I met Ken Dryden in 2005, I didn't have the guts to ask him all the random hockey questions I had. At the time, I thought it would be inappropriate. In retrospect, I should have just asked. Someday, I hope I have another chance to ask him.