Well it’s been a busy week and starting Monday I am joining the working class.(1) Went out with Vern and the Puncher last night for a few drinks to celebrate. Another good hockey weekend with a double header on Friday night with Fewster and the old guys after us. Saturday was Nolan’s hockey and finally a good win for black. Gould was playing like his dad was in the stands,(2) nice to see Dickenson in black and George brought “the Kid” as Nolan likes to say. “The Kid” being Rachelle’s little brother Gilles(3) who brought Nolan a Horton’s coffee before the game which has me thinking this kid might be in ink pretty soon. I’d better wash my white socks.
Today has already been a great day for black sunday. First, a wake up call from Shan this morning. Sometimes I really believe that all I need to get through this crazy world is to hear her voice at the start of every day.(4) Soon after that I caught Ratty online in Thunder Bay and gave him a call to catch up. I haven’t talked to him in months and in best friend time that is years. I could hear Easton rambling in the background and wished they were all here to meet Shan and I for breakfast. Ah, the simplest things we can take for granted.
(1) – I think this is when I started working for Convergys. It’s where I met Anand and I am hoping that somewhere in these pages I will tell the story of Anand and how he shaped my thinking about work forever.
(2) – Sometimes I still look over at the glass and see my dad. One time in particular there was a guy standing at the gate like my dad used to and I actually said to Gould, “that looks like my dad”.
(3) – Gilles left us too early. He had a back problem but I think if he was healthy he would still be at Nolan’s. Great player, great guy.
(4) – So that is what I did!