Go Hawks!

My friend Paul organized a little outing to see the Chicago Blackhawks. I used to be a big hockey fan, and myself and brothers and friends used to play ice hockey at the local pond every weekend during the winter. But somewhere along the line, the Hawks became famous for being fan-unfriendly and I lost the taste for the game.

But I was impressed by the energy at the United Center, and the fans were rabid and excited as the Hawks routed the Capitals 5-0. Tony Esposito, world-famous goalie, was the guest of honor and was greeted by his brother Phil, world-famous center. Tony was (and obviously still is) a huge fan favorite.

In addition to a great game, we also had beers and a cheezborger at Billy Goat's which is only a few blocks from the UC. Post-game we hit the Third Rail which was full of young urbanites who seemed primarily focused on sexual relations with members of whatever sex interested them, which baffled me as I concentrated on the giant glass of scotch which I was served.

I ate it

Yes, I ate the Sheep Dip. Despite the name, I found it to be very good, easily better than the usual mass-market Glenlivet or Glenfiddich. Next up is Caol Ila, which i have never had but which is purported to have a light and interesting taste to it.

Spring is sprung, and the long darkenss is over

Each year, an exciting event occurs which heralds the end of the dark cold winter, and signals a renewal of hope and life for all.

Go Cats!

Eponymous

From Wiktionary:

"Of, relating to, or being the person after which something is named"

One might ask what marketing genius came up with this....but let's not go there.