St. Paddy’s Day

Ugh, it’s St. Patrick’s Day for Hoboken. Yeah, we hold it a but early. I tend to avoid going out into town on this day (other than for the parade) because it’s just plain awful. Seriously, it’s all just an excuse for everybody to get disgustingly drunk and stumble around in public like a bunch of frat boys. I think I went around once a couple years ago and that was more than enough for me. My neighbors are having a party (complete with keg), but I’ve got a bit of a headache and really don’t feel like participating. Instead I’m just sitting around with Teddy and Jessie, listening to some music, and debating whether to continue ripping my CD collection to 192kbps mp3s or switch to 128kbps AAC. I’ll probably head downstairs in a little bit to either watch a movie or win the Super Bowl.

They’re ba-ack!

Yes, those wacky Guinea Pigs have once again invaded my apartment for a week of cute snuggliness. They’re not nearly as hyper, as middle-age has settled in for Teddy and Jessie is finally beginning to mature. But they still provide a lot of fun and enjoyment (not to mention company while Lisa is away 🙂 ).

Ouch, that’s gotta hurt

I’m not a big hockey fan, but I keep an eye on the Flyers from a distance simply because they’re from Philly. I would like to seem them make a real run for it this season, but after some of the injuries I’ve begun to doubt whether or not they can keep it together. Primarily, there was the bone-shattering slapshot that took out star center Jeremy Roenick last month (which was followed moments later by a collision that has sidelined another center, Keith Primeau). I’m just happy to see that doctors have shown there was no brain damage in Roenick, and that (hopefully) the worst is behind him. There’s a chance that he might not return this season (or even next if he looks to retirement), but it’s good to know that he should make a full recovery one way or another. Unfortunately Primeau is still up and down with his concussion, and they always make me nervous. I’m glad that he’s taking his time recuperating as I think too many players are rushed back from what is a very dangerous injury with very difficult to diagnose long-term effects.

On the otherside, don’t you dare tell me that Allen Iverson is dogging it. The guy has played through the most ridiculous amount of injuries. Of course after 7 and a half seasons of that he’s going to start healing slower. Give the guy a little slack, I’m sure all of that losing is probably killing the adrenaline rush that normally keeps him going. They may be overpaid, but they’re still human.