Hey! What’s up?
I haven’t been posting much lately, and since this is the first chance I’ve had to take a lunch break this week, I decided now is a good time for a general update.
Frankly, I’m in a lull lately. There just hasn’t been much going on and that’s both good and bad. Good because it’s a chance for a much-needed rest after a busy summer, but bad because I don’t feel I’m accomplishing much. Between the red-hot Sabres and the kickoff of the fall television season, I’ve been spending a considerable amount of time in front of the big screen. Not for lack of work to do around the house to get ready for winter, but this weather has just been miserable and it’s depriving me of enjoying the fall, which is usually my favorite season.
Between the weather and Amanda travelling to Delaware with the GPS, there hasn’t been any opportunity to do any fall geocaching, and a lot of the area’s caches have been disabled until the owners can get out there and check on them. Unfortunately, trees are often used as a hiding place for caches, so many caches were lost in the storm. We picked up a couple ammo boxes at the Fair during the summer that we haven’t even begun to think about where to place, and the extra-soggy ground may not give us the chance to place any new caches before winter.
The Terminal’s season came to an uneventful close (literally) when Doors Open essentially got cancelled from the storm. We’ll be heading there this weekend to clean house and pick up merchandise we’ll need for the holiday shopping season.
Speaking of which, I haven’t started on that at all yet. By this point, I usually have at least some ideas, if not already some purchases. Unfortunately for me, I have neither. Going to have to start thinking about that very shortly!
Back to the Sabres for a minute… I have to say, I’m loving this season. I’ve watched most of the games and attended one, and this is totally my type of spectator sport. I’m not a big fan of individual star players, and that’s what makes watching the Sabres great. They’re a fantastic ensemble team, and they’re all getting it done. If I did have to lean towards a favorite player, I’d have to say I’ve been a fan of Max Afinogenov since he’s been on the team. The changes in the NHL have constructed a stage for him to shine on. I hope he stays with the Sabres for years to come.
I haven’t felt the desire to get into any of the popular topics of the day recently in depth, but here’s a quick hit-list:
- Bashar Issa – give me a call! After you’re done with the Statler and your new skyscraper, I’ve got your next project for you.
- Rush Limbaugh – just because you’re a self-doping dope who’s taken a few too many pills yourself doesn’t make you an expert on all things medical. Obviously.
- Eliot Spitzer – the best you can do is withdraw your endorsement of Hevesi? If you weren’t so busy picking out colors for the Governor’s Mansion, you might kick the whole investigation thing into gear a little quicker. Ah, but that’s the Attorney General’s job, not the Governor’s.
- Should we keep 911 in Hamburg, as the lawn signs are popping up around the town in support of doing so? I’m still not convinced that we should, although my father’s view is that the county’s system is so bad, that’s why towns started taking control of their 911 services themselves in the first place. He’s a volunteer firefighter himself, and that’s the best argument I’ve heard so far.
- WNYMedia.net – anytime you’re ready to drop that ISP that goes down 10 times a month, talk to the guys over at LunarPages. They’re excellent, cheap, and very reliable.
Have a good weekend!
Derek, I didn’t realize your father was a volunteer fire fighter. How long has he been doing that?
He used to be one when he was younger, took a looong hiatus, and then joined back up a year or two ago.
Rush Limbaugh is an idiot!
Afingenov has without a doubt been playing his best hockey ever! The flashes of skating brilliance he has shown us in the past is now a consistent game to game performance. The fast moving, end to end game now being played is addicting to watch.