Who can resist a business that is brilliant enough to employ They Might Be Giants as their songwriters for their commercials? I'm loyal to Timmy Ho's since we don't have a Dunkin' Donuts in the Chautauqua Region, but I could be swayed... oh yes.. I could.
Canucks 2, Senators 1 Roberto Luongo made 34 saves, Rory Fitzpatrick scored his first goal of the season and Vancouver won its third straight to end Ottawa’s seasonhigh five-game winning streak. Taylor Pyatt added a goal and an assist for the Canucks. Luongo, who stopped 30 shots Tuesday in a 4-0 win in Montreal for his third shutout of the season, had 10 saves in the first period and 11 in the second before Daniel Alfredsson scored 8:13 into the third to pull the Senators within one. His shutout streak ended at 154 minutes, 42 seconds.
For the past couple weeks, it seems every time I check in with Buffalo Pundit, he has a new Buffalo-area blog added to the blogroll. It got me thinking about the local blogs around the Western Southern Tier (Chautauqua, Cattaraugus, and Allegany Counties) and I realized that either I'm totally in the dark about what's out there or people aren't as into blogging down here.
Take a look to the right at my list of Buffalo-Niagara region blogs and you can easily see the list is huge. I'm wondering if the effed-up state of Erie County and the city of Buffalo has anything to do with that. I would hope that it's not just that our web-addicted population is apathetic to local current events, because I wouldn't say everything is totally peachy-keen down here. For the record, there are some very good things happening to the north of our county but until the control boards are gone, I don't think anyone will say it's just fine and dandy in Western New York.
As I sip a medium double-cream Tim Horton's coffee, I wait for my frayed nerves to achieve normalcy. Ingesting caffeine does tend to have a calming effect on me when it's in the form of tea. Crap. I'm drinking coffee, aren't I? Oh well, I can be assured that I'll be able to stay awake for the 10 pm show of The Unexpected Guests.
Matt stopped down to the Arts Council on Friday and signed me up for UG's Improv Workshop that took place today. It was under sheer duress that I gave my blessings to him to do this. I think there's a special place reserved in heaven for my husband who has to put up my random, paranoid worrying.
The verdict? I had a good time. I laughed quite a bit and enjoyed trying to come up with things that were entertaining. I turned up the Sabres' gametime song, "Hurricane 2000", on my iPod while driving downtown to psyche myself beforehand. Thinking about the Sabres kicking arse on the ice tends to put me in a good mo…
A couple weeks ago, several of my friends who are involved in an improv-comedy group asked if I was going to attend a workshop they were holding about improv-comedy. It sounded like fun to me, but I decided I wasn't going to sign up for a variety of reasons. The list included my statement that I have a sense of humor but I don't spontaneously impart humor all too well, that trying to do comedy is beyond my comfort zone, that I can't act, and that the living room did need to get painted once and for all.
My reluctance and resistance to my friend's urgings made me think of other things I declined: "Oh, I only play violin with orchestra or chamber groups because I don't like to play solo." "You really don't want to read the book/short story I started. It's in very rough form and I suck at writing dialogue." "I can't go into the morning show on Kiss FM because I'm not good at that morning banter thing. I don't think of stuff…
So how about that execution, eh? It's odd to me that Saddam Hussein is dead. He's been this awkward part of our lives for so long, that I almost feel like I'm going to miss having him and his bad arse ways around. Like he'd be the black sheep of the family that gets wheeled out in a Hannibal Lector suit anytime any pundit needed to make a point about why we invade countries that have crazed dictators. Thanks to endless file footage, we still can I guess. Hell, he was already dead in South Park's first post-911 episode. I'm anti-death penalty if you haven't guessed already.