Hockey Emails

I’ve got some form of plague, so I won’t be able to play tonight.
Anyone want to sub?

Ed


I’ll be out tonight as well….Have to meet with the priest whom is marrying me tonight so hopefully you guys can gather enough tonight.
Nathan

I didn’t know you were dating a priest.
Aren’t you a little old for that?
-Ben


Yeah after 13 years of age priest tend to drop you for the younger flock

😉

Nate

Magic the Gathering

Magic the Gathering is one of my favorite games. I started playing Magic in 1995 and was quickly hooked. I have several thousand cards and I think I’m a pretty decent player. I have not been playing as much as I would like for the past couple of years, but I still enjoy it when I get the chance to play. I pretty sure I am addicted to the game, since I was sitting in Imo’s once and I overheard 2 women talking about playing and my heart started to race.

Anyway, I had been waiting for Justin to be old enough to teach. He is almost 7, and Brenda and I were looking for ways to improve his math skills, and I mentioned that Magic would help. He loves games almost as much as I do, so I was sure he would like it.

I got out my binders of cards, and let him start looking through them. He focused in on the green cards, and I let him pick cards for his deck. I augmented his choices, adding a few cards he would not have thought to use.

When playing, I don’t let him make any obvious mistakes, as he is still learning the rules, and I occasionally give him some pointers on strategy, but other than that, its his game. Since assisting him with creating a deck, we have played 3 times. He has won the first 2 games very convincingly.

Last night I intentionally played a better deck against him. I wanted to show him some different sides of the game…and I wanted to win ( Helping his ego is fine and all, but what about my ego ). He had a very rough start (couldn’t get any land), and my deck was playing well. Everything seem to be going my way. I pulled a Dragon, and was convinced I had him beat. I attacked with the Dragon, he blocked it with a spider, cast a Giant Growth on it, and killed the dragon. From that point on, things went his way.

I am now 0 – 3 lifetime against someone that learned to play about a week ago.

Blog Shorts…

Look’s like Catholic Priest aren’t the only ones.  I saw a sign in front of a church (possibly Presbyterian), that said:

  • Sex
  • ….What they aren’t telling you
  • Youth Video Series

I’m not a smoker, so I don’t know, is it acceptable smoking etiquette to smoke a cigarette while cutting your child’s birthday cake?  If so, is there a limit to how long you let your ashes get?


In Missouri, the term Hoosier normally has negative connotations.  In fact when I first heard that the University of Indiana were the Hoosier’s, I wondered why they would pick such a name.  Once I understood the origin (at least somewhat), I tried to stop using the term that way.  My brother Rick moved to Vegas and said people wonder what Missourian’s have against the state of Indiana.

Yesterday I was sitting in the McDonald’s drive through.  I pulled into the drive through at 12:30.  There was one car in front of me.  The license plate was from Indiana.  As I sat staring at the guy ordering, I wondered, is it possible this person has never been to McDonalds.  Cars pilled up behind me, at least 15 or 20 of them.  People started honking.

At 12:50 when I finally got up to the window to pay, I asked the Manager what the problem was.  He apologized, though I was pretty sure it wasn’t his fault.  Apparently the Hoosier in front of me didn’t understand how an extra value meal worked, so as the computer kept changing his order to extra value meals to give him a discount, he complained (I don’t want the extra value meal, I just want 2 cheeseburgers, a large fry, and a large coke).

Dinner with the Deities

I went to dinner at the Cheese Cake Factory Saturday night with Brenda and my parents.  Dad had been telling us about the Jesus diet that he had read about.  He said that he had talked to several people who were on it and they were having great success with it.  At one point during dinner, Mom asked Dad if he really needed another piece of bread.  He smiles, lifts the bread in the air and says “Thank you Jesus.”

As he says this, I notice the table next to us is being seated , and one of the people in the group gives him a look.  Now I’ve never met God or Satan, but I distinctly remember meeting Jesus the other day, and I’m pretty sure this is him.  I’m not the type of person to make a big deal about celebrities and ask for autographs, but I couldn’t help overhearing part of there conversation:

Jesus: God, damn that was a long wait.
Dezzie (aka Satan): Hell, and I would have influenced things if I didn’t think you were going to.
William (aka God): Jesus Christ, evil Bitch, all you two ever do is complain. I don’t know why I even try to do any thing nice for you.
Jesus: My God, you blow thing out of proportion. I was just commenting that the wait was long. I’m sure the food is good, but an hour and a half wait is a bit much.
Dezzie: For heaven’s sake, William, relax and try to enjoy yourself.
William: Sorry. Where in God’s name is the waiter?
Waiter: Hello, my name is Peter and I will be taking care of you this evening. Have you eaten at the Cheese Cake Factory before?
All Three: Yes, but not this one.
Waiter: We have a special that’s not on the menu. It’s a white fish from the Mediterranean covered with a blend cheeses from the surrounding region.
Jesus: Do you refer to it as the Cheeses of Nazareth special?
Dezzie and William: [[groan]]
Waiter: Would you like anything other than water to drink?
Jesus (winking to the other two): No, water will be fine, but can you bring us a some wine glasses?

At this point our bill came, so I’m not sure how the rest of the evening went for them.