It snowed about 4″ this morning. I shoveled, drove into work, and it is still snowing. Have I mentioned how ready I am for spring yet?  This spring is going to be so f’n ridic with the hog coming out of storage, and projects that need to get done before May /  Emily and I counting down the weeks until my son’s birthday.

This winter, some of my co-workers set up an open hockey schedule.  Considering I would have had to purchase a bunch of hockey gear to play, yours truly volunteered to be goalie (and borrow pads).  Here is a summary in bullet list form of my short goalie career:

  • Game one
    • Most were impressed that I “appeared” to know what I was doing.  Thanks youtubes
    • I managed to stop a couple while waving my stick in the air. Yea.
    • Didn’t pull my groin. *phew*
    • Had my pads on way too tight, couldn’t even stand up for the whole time (yes it was embarrassing kneeling on the ice waiting for the puck to come to my end)
    • I was extremely sore
  • Game two
    • Much better in terms of pads & dressing goes.
    • Very few got past me (there wasn’t as much action on my end)
    • People were starting to refer to me as an “adequate goaltender”.
  • Game three
    • I absolutely sucked.
    • I managed to let in moar than twenty goals *smh*
    • It’s like I had a sign that said “free goals – shoot into five-hole”.
    • It was a very dark time for me as a goaltender
  • Game four
    • My glove was hott hottie hot.
    • I stopped three breakaways in a row.
    • Considering we were short on numbers and my team played little defense, I did some major work in the net.

Here is a gallery of shots (photos courtesy of the lovely Courtney Anderson @CocoAndTheShow):




Pancake Lake

Last weekend was the annual trip up to Pancake Lake / Sayer shack.  Last year was quite epic as far as fishing goes.  I was def. hoping this year would be no different.  I ended up toting CFOlson, Step, Cole and I in BigBernie. We stopped in Hinckley for some White Castle (it’s connected to a gas station. . . #merica), Moose Lake for Scrubway with the local fillies, and Cromstomp Muni to pull about $100 worth of tabs (got worked).

There was quite a bit of snow up in Wawina, MN as even Bernadette managed to get stuck here and there (she’s a heavy girl). Regrettably we stayed up till 5:00 a.m. the first night gettin the band back together. CFO and Cole were ripping up the sixstrings while Step and I did major work on vocals & harmonica. Damn we sounded good (to my not-so-sober ears)

Dave and Mooney met up with us Friday morning and we headed out to the ice. It was windy, and balls cold.  We didn’t see much action and soon it was time to de-thaw in the cabin while we waited for MountainMan and Kylla to arrive.  I took some money from those jokers in a game of hearts, Cole shot the moon with a f’n four of clubs, it was a shitshow.

Saturday was a gorgeous day on the ice (pano).

We had a great time grilling but fishing was a bit slow. We managed to offset the fishing by hastening the pace of drinking #success. By cabin time, after three straight nights of drinking, this old guy was straight cashed. Nothin left in the tank really.  I ended up getting just hamsteve’d and CFO went all CFO on me when I thought a king of clubs was really a spade. Now I know what his employees feel like the moment he fires their ass.

All in all a really fun trip. I love that bunch of guys and was telling my co-workers yesterday how it’s just awesome to have such a tremendous bunch of men to have a good ol time with.  We don’t even have “that guy” in our group, whom were obligated to invite, but no one really wants there (I just hope it’s not me… ooompsk)

Gallery here:


dgDOTcom – welcome to WordPress

Just moved the website to WordPress. I no longer have time to deal with HTML coding. This site now looks like many others.  *sad trombone*  If everything goes to plan, the millions of dgDOTcom readers should see more frequent updates littered with pictures of my son.