I’m celebrating tonight with an assload of homework, taking care of a sick 9mo old and enjoying the Pens beatdown of the Rangers again. It’s Monday night and I’m already looking forward to this weekend getting here. Not really. I’m busy again and just annoyed at everything. I have too much work to do and not enough time. I must purchase MS Project because people have no concept of time and I need to bitchslap some Gantt charts around.
What the fuck is wrong with you people. Black Friday USED to be a good time. Yeah you’d freeze your ass off in the cold but so what, it was part of the charm. Lushie and I used to look forward to Black Friday every year. The rule is you have ONE item you want and set your sights on that. We liked going because the people were always friendly, you could camp out and share drinks with the folks around you, it was a community event.
Since we have Teaspoon with us now we decided to pass this season and at 6am realized what a smart decision that was. Stories flooded the local news of how lines had thousands of people with fights breaking out and some dumbasses tried jumping lines. What the hell! Why are people being stupid! If you do something like this you deserve to get your ass beat down.
Here’s the mayhem that happened at Best Buy last year when I went and what post wouldn’t be complete as I reflect on when I worked retail hell at Staples on Black Friday.
Saturday had us shopping for a pumpkin. It was Teaspoon’s first time at a farm and when he saw the tractor he let out a loud “WHOA!”
The whole album of the day can be found here.
This is one of the many things I love about Pittsburgh. We’re a big city but yet also can drive 20 minutes and be in some beautiful farmland. This was taken at Soergel’s in Wexford. Teaspoon had a good day farming before heading to his first ever rugby match to watch his girlfriend Claire play. More later on that…
HOCKEY! HOCKEY! HOCKEY! HOCKEY! HOCKEY! HOCKEY! HOCKEY! HOCKEY! HOCKEY! HOCKEY! HOCKEY! HOCKEY! HOCKEY! HOCKEY! HOCKEY! HOCKEY! HOCKEY! HOCKEY! HOCKEY! HOCKEY! HOCKEY! HOCKEY! HOCKEY! HOCKEY! HOCKEY! HOCKEY! HOCKEY! HOCKEY!
Looks weird when its repeated over and over again eh? You know you wanna spell check it.
I wish I could properly express how freaking psyched I am for tonight. Not only is it the home opener but its the raising of the Stanley Cup Champions banner and the start of the final season at the Mellon Arena. Oh yeah, and there will be fireworks!
The home opener is the one game I get to when the gates open. I like to get in early so I can walk around without much obstruction, walk through Pens Station so I can shop without elbows to the back from a crazy yinzer rushing to get that Crosby jersey that’s been hanging since last year, and I get a chance to sit in my seat and absorb the moment… Stanley Cup Champions. Its like the calm before the storm.
I find it hard to hate the Rangers this year. Jagr isn’t gone. Straka is gone. Avery is there but that’s not even an effort anymore since he writes his own jokes. I guess Rozsival or Prospal could be whipping boys but they’ll have to stop skating into the boards like Happy Gilmore. This leaves the hack thug Brashear. Honestly I’m expecting Avery and Brashear to beat the tar out of each other. Knuckleheads do that.
Game starts at 7:30, gates open at 6. Game is sold out so if you don’t have tickets sit on the lawn and bring an umbrella or as Yinz Team would tell you, “bring a fucking towel”.
Final score: Pens 4 – Rangers 1
I have to give Teaspoon credit, he has good taste in presents and I made out for my first Father’s Day. My day started with sleeping in until 8am (if you’re a parent you can appreciate more than 4 straight hours of sleep with a newborn) and waking up to a little man popping me in the face with his fist. Teaspoon and Lushie handed me a bag with the above contents inside. Pearl Jam “Black” t-shirt and Gorge box set CD’s along with The Price Is Right and MLB 2K9 video games for the Wii. Out of everything it is the card is what I will treasure forever. Lushie managed to get him to squawk for a few seconds and capture it on one of those recordable cards.
Teaspoon and I spent the day watching the US Open on the couch while flipping between the Bill Murray marathon on AMCHD. My problem with the marathon is they wasted time with showing the bomb of Ghostbusters 2 when Groundhog Day would have been more fitting. The day ended with this feast Lushie prepared…
2lb Ribeye steak with baby bella mushroom, asparagus, mashed taters with carrots and a side of shrimp cocktail. Oh yeah, ate like a rockstar. You can see the rest of the pictures over at my Flickr gallery. Thanks Teaspoon and Lushie for making me the world’s luckiest dad! I can get use to this every year 🙂