I've become the kind of sporadic poster that I often malign. I know, why have a blog if you're not going to post to it? Well, because my life has changed, has taken me out from behind this monitor and into the world of sunlight and fresh air. What's amazing is that I adore this new world, the feel of the sun on my face and the wind in my large hair. I don't miss feeling my ass spread and the constant worry about being laid off. Of course that worry has been replaced by a worry about how we're going to pay the bills but hey you can't have everything.

Summary of el week: dropped the evil biology class that was dominating far too much of my time and energy with little return.
Met with San Jose State re: becoming a Master of Recreation. It looks like I'll get into the program, no problem and may even be a TA in the fall. A much better deal for me all around. While the community college is nice, it does seem silly to be there, striving for a degree I don't need. A Master's is a much better thing for me to pursue.
Working my ass off, trying to coordinate evaluations (aka tryouts) for the women's hockey league. In the past, there were complaints about it not being a fair process, doing my best to make it as fair as possible. It's a lot of work and a lot of processing but I hope, worth it in the end.
Andrea marks her triumphant return to the ice tonight as she plays her first game of the season with Wasabi. I'll be there to coach the team and cheer her on. Woo!!
I was voted Most Sportsmanlike Player by my women's league team once again. I remain touched and so very proud of this distinction. Code Red rocks!!!

So much for the Stanley Keg
My Redwood City team played for the league championship and the coveted Stanley Keg on Saturday. I'm not sure where to start in the telling of the debacle... First there's an accident on 101 and a bunch of people are late. So, someone needs to cover defense. Since I usually play D on my other teams and have for 1/2 the season on this team, I say 'sure, I'll play D,' to which our goalie gives me this look like I'm an idiot, there's no way I can play D. I was a little confused by that but tried to shrug it off. Later, I have a little time as I'm chasing the puck and the goalie tells me this. Hey cool, I'll take a few extra steps before clearing it out of the zone. I do this but somehow it doesn't leave the zone and a goal was scored. This goalie (who apparently thinks she's Patrick Roy) comes over to my bench and tells my captain to move me off D, that the goal was my fault.

Things went downhill from there. She came over and tried to mess with the lines after every period, meanwhile, forgetting about her own role in the game and letting in 4 more of the dumbest goals I've ever seen. I was hurt and pissed by the time we lost, 5-1. I went upstairs and enjoyed a bit too much of the free beer, but I wasn't able to forget how nasty that goalie was.