Mindless Juices

The 'Canes began their comeback last night. After taking the Cananandandiens to OT, Eric Staal scored his first playoff goal and won the game bringing us back into the series. Montreal still leads 2 to 1 in the series and the next game is in Montreal, but Sunday, we'll be coming home. We found our feet. We found our goalie. Now, we just need to find our sticks. The 'Canes have not been handling the puck well. Montreal has excelled in this area and is cutting off passing lanes left & right. Luckily, despite our errors, Cam Ward (only 22 years of age) seems to be starting a hot streak just in time for a cold streak from Martin Gerber. Last hockey paragraph: I called the tieing goal. I told my wife that Rod Brind'Amour would either score the next goal or have an assist. The captain has a certain timing about him. While he has occasional goals/assists, he's the one that makes things happen after long periods of getting beat on, particularly if the other team has the lead for a long time or is scoring a lot. Roddy, in truest cpatain style, always leads the comeback. As we were down for a while and losing the series while playing on "foreign" ice, I just knew Roddy would find the back of the net. In other news, I finished my dental hygiene "volunteering." My next door neighbor, Kim, is studying to become a hygienist. She needed clients to practice and test on. She had a minimum number required to pass. I gladly volunteered. It's a good deal and a way to help out a friend and neighbor. So, my teeth are free of plaque (Kim is VERY good and gentle), freshly polished and coated with flouride. I received numerous compliments, but also stern finger shaking for not flossing. I hate flossing. I feel like it doesn't do anything and it takes too long. Sometimes I do it wrong and I hurt myself. There's no need for me to hurt myself.