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Monday, February 26, 2007

It’s my Birthday

I turn 26 today. In 4 more years I’ll be 30. That seems old.

There’s this weird ass custom at work that you have to buy food to bring in for your birthday. I think it’s really stupid. Shouldn’t someone buy food for me on my birthday?

Anyway here’s what I sent out to everyone to tell them food was available at my desk.

Just before I introduced the President for his big speech (when he came to Opposite of Dog), he took me aside and gave me these words of wisdom:

He said, "Andrew, if you don't bring treats in for your 26th birthday, the terrorists will have won."

Who am I to defy that logic. Stop by my desk and grab some food.













I could tell who the staunch Bush supporters were, because they didn’t stop by for a doughnut. It was more than 30% of the people I sent it to, so it tells you about the makeup of people who I work with.

Played some hockey last night. I got the goon award with 3 penalties in the game. They were all against the same guy. He should be playing in the A division, but he’s poaching in C.

The first penalty was legit. I play defense and he cut in to the net from the outside. I slashed his stick/wrists as he crossed in front of the goal thus preventing a goal.

The second penalty was as a result of Mr. A league checking (in a non-check league) our best player, a 17 year old kid who’s fast as hell but pretty small. He didn’t get a penalty for it and our whole bench was pissed. The next time he and I were on the ice at the same time, I cross-checked him and knee dropped onto him when he got too close to our goalie. As I rolled over him he punched me in the head. We got matching minors.

The third penalty was an accident on my part. He got by me and I was chasing him doing a little stick work on his stick. My stick got loose and rode up his stick and I tagged him in the face. He wasn’t wearing a cage so it was stick on skin contact. I’m not trying to hurt anyone long term so I immediately went over to him and looked to see if he was OK and apologized. I don’t think I hit him too hard, and I didn’t break the skin so he just smiled at me and said it was OK. I think he embellished it a bit.


So those were my three penalties. We ended up tying with them by pulling our goalie with one minute left. We scored with 10 seconds left to play. It was a really good game.

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4 Comments:

  • 26 huh? Happy birthday! I like the picture, and even though I have supported Bush *in the past*, I would have stopped by. If someone can't take a little political humor, they're a tool.

    Here I was thinking you were older than me. That sucks.

    By Blogger Nick, at 9:05 AM, February 26, 2007  

  • You shoulda dropped the gloves with him..... Given him the ol' 1,2 smackeroo...

    Your wonderful wife should go sometime and capture your glory on film.

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 8:28 PM, February 26, 2007  

  • His wonderful wife is always home with the sleeping baby. You need to tell rink manager guy to schedule his games earlier than 9pm!

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 11:28 PM, February 26, 2007  

  • You get no sympathy from me. In less than 3 years I will be 50. 50! Imagine that. I can't remember 30. I should be so lucky.

    By Blogger Chris, at 7:08 PM, March 02, 2007  

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