Awww.

Someone found my blog by searching "newt bloat." I miss Gingy.

Couldn't see that one coming from a mile away.

So, with a little help from Todd "Captain Asshole" Bertuzzi and Chris "Captain Penalty" Pronger, Team Canada was able to give the Russian team ample chances to score. Thanks to Bertuzzi's little penalty early in the third, the Russians scored. We lost in the familiar 2-0 fashion. It's a good thing we had Brodeur. Maybe if the team had more of Canada's top NHL scorers...
Oh well, that's the outcome I expected anyway. The other teams are just better this time around.

We did, however, win four medals today. Also, The men's curling team made it into the finals. that was a good game.
A quick word from my dear friend, Blogger Spellcheck (still doesn't recognize the word 'blog'):

Bertuzzi = berths

Asshole = Ashley

Pronger = pronghorn

Bertuzzi's = virtuoso's

Brodeur = broader

What did the Swiss hockey team eat for breakfast?

The Canadians, apparently. That was an interesting game, if I do say so myself. Get better camera angles. But seriously, I think they won fair and square. Plus, Latvia tied the USA a day or two ago so I don't feel so bad.
On the women's side, it was nice to see the Swedes win against the States. They were just so happy. I'm not sure I'd even mind if they were to beat us and take the gold. I'm quite sure the ladies of our hockey team and the majority of my country-persons would probably disagree. But hey, silver isn't bad. I just like a good old underdog story. If you can dodge a wrench, you can dodge a ball.

One of the greatest inventions.

Start Wearing Purple

My friend Jo has a rather embarrassing video of me dancing to that song (Start Wearing Purple by Gogol Bordello) in a Calgary hotel room after I'd had one or two. It was 3am on a chilly November night. It was followed by my imitation of a Krispy Kreme conveyor belt.

Anyway, Gogol Bordello came to the Sidetrack on Monday. That show might have rivaled any show I've been to in the last few months. Or it could be that it was just the most recent. Sometimes my mind functions that way. I wish I knew how to put pictures up here, because I got some gooders. My friend got hit in the head by a large drum, and she has quite the substantial forehead welt. The accordion player resembled my favourite 36-year-old Russian, so I gave his tush a little pat for good luck after the show. This band is wild. If you ever get the chance to see them, you should. And start wearing purple.

Hello, I'm Neglect-o-tron 5000.

Many things to say, but such a short attention span. Where to start...

Ok. How about that weather, eh? If the groundhog says there will be "another" six weeks of winter, I will laugh. We have yet to experience winter this year. My dad's beloved cross country ski race, the Birkebeinar, was canceled this year due to the lack of snow. In 1997, we had our first brown Christmas since 1939. Christmas 2005 was our first brown Christmas since 1997. If you don't believe in the effects of climate change, then nuts to you. I can go outside without a toque or mittens. I've seen people in shorts on campus, because of the balmy weather (around minus six Celsius). It's crazy!

On a completely different note, Stephen Lewis came to speak on campus on Monday, as part of The U of A's International Week. I went with j-roc and Jo, and I think the three of us were all moved. j-roc lived in South Africa for two months last year working at an orphanage. If you get the chance, pick up Race Against Time, the book form of his part in The Massey Lectures. I am currently enjoying my autographed copy.

Today I discovered that the Luscious Igor Ulanov is married. I am at peace with this fact. There won't be any blogs-that-shall-remain-nameless deleted because of this new piece of evidence. I was already aware that my other favourite Oiler, Shawn "Hottie McHotterson" Horcoff is married. I was also informed today that third place contestant, Fernando "subject of an ABBA song" Pisani is also attached. I will direct my love back to the host of an insult-to-the-intelligence-of-my-age-demographic-news-show. Alright, I admit it. The love never left in the first place.

It's a goldmine...
Birkabeinar = breakpoint
toque = touch
Shawn = Shawnee
Ulanov = no suggestions
McHotterson = mysteries
Horcoff = horoscope
Pisani = pigskin

Oh, tentacles