Pre Game Meal
I haven’t updated in five whole days so I figured I better come back home and settle in for a while now that we are breaking for the Holidays. Quick story. I have a new Toronto grad student friend and so I say to new friend, “Happy Thanksgiving.” As it left my mouth I thought… that is really wrong. Sorry, Canada, Happy belated Thanksgiving to you. I hope the Sabre Daddies give the boys good luck tonight. Seriously, this whole three game losing streak is ABSURD AND CRAZY and the world will END before we even get to year 2012! You’re killin’ me smalls. I was being silly of course but if they reach four losses I quit. Either I quit or th

While I Was Out (Less The Carpenter)
Hello again my dear, sweet bloggers. I’ve departed since the all too weird “Gumby” incident and basically everything went crazy since then. In no particular order: 1. Dick Jauron was fired from the Bills and Trent is no longer the starting QB (for now?). 2. Brenden Shannananaohan retired. Noooooooooooo! I loved Shanny. 3. The Sabres lost a game to the Panthers in the worst sort of way. 6-2 what? 4. WGR continues to use the echo voice effects every other word and it’s totally hilarious every time. {{{{{{{time time time}}}}}}} 5. L.A. received an early Christmas

Derek Roy Knows We Can Make It Somehow
So I was sitting at my computer after work trying to figure out why I can’t log in and find out where my paycheck went AND write a speech draft by 11pm. I flip on the Sabres game to see Gumby holding a watermelon and basically humping (Prickling?) Tim Connolly; I exited the room. Judging by past tweets, that was the defining moment of the game thus far. Sigh. I decided to watch the shootout. Why? Because I promised I would love Derek Roy this week. He didn’t disappoint. WIN! Win! win! WINNNNNNNNNN! P.S. Don’t ever try pumpkin spiced chai lattes. It’s kind of like playdough in that it smells good but tastes bad. Posted in ...Pain

Of Dish Soap & Hockey Players
This is a completely inappropriate “middle school” joke to start off the post but… Tim Connolly totally said shit on TV. Heh. Dear Sabres, Can we maybe work around my schedule here? I have a paper due and you are not helping me at all. Thaaaaanks. Love Dani Every time I think of the Oilers, I always think of that commercial for Dawn and how they clean baby ducks and penguins after oil spills. I think that strategy could work tonight. Really, what is the difference between a baby duck and a hockey player? I’ll let you philosophically ponder that while I read over my school’s sexual harassment policy. Thi

Mairsy Lives!
Adam Mair gets to stay in Buffalo! Hooray! I think I would need more time for my wounds to heal if he left – definitely longer than Daniel Paille but less than if it were Tim Connolly. I was almost upset with Mike Grier being on the roster. Every time I walked by ESPN on the TV in school I stopped to see if Mairsy was still here. Then one of my classes got cancelled so I basically started stalking the TV. Fate, people, fate. There, there Adam. We would never leave you! I think next wednesday I’ll head up to the NU men’s g