Given the attire worn by the kids outside the club next to my hotel, no wonder the US textile industy is in trouble. Those mini skirts barely use a square foot of fabric...

I've never heard a tornado siren before.

They just stopped here in downtown Cincy, and the storm is letting up a bit. I can see the building two blocks over again now.

Way to go, Sharks!

For the first time I actually understand the steak house. I think my problem has been that I balk at ordering more meat than I could possibly eat, so I ended up with a smaller cut that wasn't so good. Tonight the wife and I split a dry aged ribeye. Now I'm sold. The steak from Harry Carry's was amazing, and the sides made for a perfect sized ( Read more... )

As I was forechecking last night, the defender tried to clear the puck and it hit the tongue of my skate squarely. Sore and swollen are the two best adjectives at the moment. Ice, elevation, and Aleve are my friends.

So it is just me or is LJ missing stylesheets in the root domain? Nevermind - I just needed a good CTRL-F5.

Spring, when a young man's thoughts turn to hoppy West Coast IPAs.

Hmmm, maybe if that's all I have to say, I should tweet! :)

I think Ash will get a kick out of this collection

The Sticky Pig for the win ( Read more... )

I'm here, alive but lacking the muse to get anything done. Actually, I'm lacking the muse to get over the edge and start on stuff that I totally know what needs to be done, but find it hard to start. I'm feeling over full and sluggish, no sharp, and full of dread at all that needs to be done.

*pushes self*

This weekend I have three hockey games. Friday wasn't bad, yesterday was harder since we were on an Olympic size sheet, this afternoon is going to be tough. While there are bits of my body that feel sore, I love pushing this hard. To be honest, I'd prefer to play twice a week regularly, but the schedules of the two leagues I'm in just don't seem ( Read more... )