Three days in a row spent with my dad. Unheard of in years and years. Thursday night was hockey, in which the Sharks kicked butt. No blood, but hey, I'll take the win over a Gordie Howe hat trick, I guess. Would have been fun to see Marleau get one of those, though. Friday night was a last-minute Christmas Eve dinner at the 'rents, fancy-style.
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