Good Morning

Good morning:

For those of you who want to post comments on this sight, I apologize for the you have to sign up for g-mail piece. Although g-mail seems cool, and idiot proof. Being an idiot, I'm all smiles.

I hope you and yours are well.

Hockey in North Carolina, continues to baffle me. I'm still having a blast. Hockey is challenging and physically demanding as all get out. However, most of the players are northern transplants who grew up on the game and speak the lingo. Having said this, my fellow southerners creep me out a little. I say this because no matter how technically sound they put the dialogue its still sounds like a post Nascar press conference. Example: "I felt like we forechecked well, kept the puck in their end. We had a few bad breaks, and we still need to tighten up on our power-play. Otherwise, I think we played well". This is what I here " We'll first I'd like thank our sponsor, ice, slippery and cold. Good stuff. I felt like we did well. We were a little loose in the corners, and probably could have done a little more in the straight aways, but good lord willing, and with the help of Gator-Aide, and Good Year we'll be alright.

Today is September the 11th. A day we will all remember, and will be forever burned in our minds. I look at today, and am grateful. Grateful for the many freedoms we have in this country. Grateful for the brave people who have sacrificed so much over the short history of our country to allow these freedoms. To celebrate and remember that day, and those fallen, I choose to go on. I choose to continue being the individual that I am allowed to be. I choose to continue to write satire where I see it. Not out of disrespect, rather respect. I choose not to give ground to tragedy but to honor the sacrifices made by drinking from well of freedoms that those that came before me worked so hard dig.

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