Before I delve too deeply into the dulcet tones of my own typing, let me take a moment to issue a sincere apology for not blogging much (at all really) over the course of the last few months. I don’t really have a good reason for my online absence, so please let me offer a few completely fabricated and generally nonsensical reasons for my lack of writing:
- My dog ate my laptop.
- I was being held hostage by underwear gnomes.
- I had to go on a long soul searching journey to find myself again.
- I was on a drug and hate crime fueled bender.
- I was busy training a monkey to ride a dog.
- I discovered the meaning of life…but then forgot it.
- Aliens. Don’t ask for details. It will only bring back the nightmares.
- I was just too gassy to type.
So now that those feeble excuses are out of the way, let’s turn to the here and now.
Last night, Brian and I took the ice to play some hockey for the first time in about a year and a half. We both started playing hockey several years ago, but opted to take some time away from the game for our own reasons. Last night, we made our triumphant return to the ice to take part in Hockey North America’s Adult Beginner School.
Are we technically beginners? Not in the strictest sense, but we are fairly darn close. We’ve played a little bit, but we are by no means hockey stars. Plus, this gives us a chance to join a new team right from the ground floor. I think we would have loved to play with our old team again, The Beermen, but after we left they picked up a bunch of really good players and now they think that they are all awesome and stuff. Whatever fellas. Continue reading
Always have. Since I was a kid, I have loved going to Play it Again and perusing their various aisles and departments full of used sporting goods. Regardless the sport, if I need a piece of equipment…or even if I just have the slightest inkling that I might want to try a sport…Play it Again is always my first stop. And why shouldn’t it be? You can find pretty decent stuff at some really decent prices. Some guys need the newest and the best. Not me. I find that second (and often third, fourth and fifth) hand equipment typically does the job just fine. Continue reading