Runaway Future

on my way to work this morning, a kid ran out in traffic and almost got hit by a car. his mom screamed and was able to haul him back. I was standing at the light on the other side of the street, the guy behind me said “that was a close one.” I guess the definition of a close one is when your mom hugs you and holds you close afterwards instead of yelling at you.

I went curling last night. We lost. But it was perfect. I did alright, I made some shots I was proud of. It’s just nice to have that as a distraction. I mean, my mind runs rampant while I’m on autopilot at work and as much as going out and imbibing clears the head, there’s also the fog that comes with it. To just go out and let everything go on the ice, for three hours, all I cared about was whether or not I would ever learn how to throw draw weight.

I came home and I did some writing and now the huge project I was chairing for HF is almost done. Then I can get back to covering the Ducks and saving my hide at Hockey’s Future. Hockey is really exciting now that it is back, but the Ducks keep on losing. Slowly, I’m turning Blue and White. But don’t tell anyone that.

The HRM council voted last night to support Halifax’s bid for the 2014 Commonwealth Games. I’m outside of the hub of activity that is the bid process, but this continues to be a big deal here. If we get the Games…everything could change.

Oh and for Halloween, I’m thinking I’ll be Kevin

From Sin City