Something Squirrelly this Way Comes

Luna has been acting squirrelly the last couple of mornings. More lethargic and less pouncing than normal. I wouldn't normally be concerned but she ate something that was not kitten (or cat) food late Saturday night. Things seem to be moving through her system okay, so I'm nearly certain she's alright.

Speaking of poo, I talked to JT earlier and he told me all about one of his ...offerings to the toilet bowl Gods. He was afraid the 'toilet wouldn't take it cause it was a big poop. But it did take it.' I wish I could've recorded the conversation and then played it for him on this 16th birthday.

It's not everyday you can segue from one conversation to another by discussing poo. I could have segued again to a work update, but really, two different subjects with the same theme is enough.

Hockey
I was given two tickets to the Canes game last Friday night (and a parking pass). They were sweet seats. Third row from the ice, at the blue line, at the opponents end. Meaning I got to see the Canes go for goals for 40 minutes. How freaking awesome!

Yes, there are some definite disadvantages about being that close. You can't see the puck when it's on your side, just the bodies and sticks going after it. You can't see one corner at all. There are something around 50 stairs you have to climb up to leave, to get a drink/food, to go to the bathroom. And the jumbo tron scoreboard doo dad hanging at center ice is really high and you get a crick in your neck if you try to watch anything on it.

But, you get to hear the puck sliding across the ice, the sound of it hitting the pads on the goalies and the chatter among the players. You get to see the facial expressions (it's amazing how many players stick their tongues out).

All in all, a good time. Plus we won! :) Anybody else want to give me hockey tix?