Wrote this last night, but then the crappy hotel wifi wigged out, so I couldn’t post it. So here it is now:
Just wanted to let ya know that I have not, in fact, died. I’ve just been in Kelowna. As you may recall, my hockey team qualified for provincials in Kelowna. So, ya, that’s where I am. And, despite the fact that our team name is the “Blazing Blades,” we are listed on the schedule as the “Blazing Bisons.” ‘Cuz that makes sense.
Why do we always go to places with 30+ degree weather to play hockey? ‘Cuz that’s the way we roll.
I’d love to tell you the scores of our games so far but you know what they say, “What happens in Kelowna, stays in Kelowna.” (I’m sure someone says that.) Suffice it to say, we’ve come in second in both our games.
Other highlights of the trip so far include:
- a $10 block of 3 -year-old cheese
- a very long cucumber
- conversations about gay porn