Downtown Buffalo. I know, It's pathetic.

It was a skeleton crew for tonights game. Just myself and the Big Enforcer. Unfortunately this combination could not generate enough enthusiasm and spirit during the game.

Game Time! Good guys in Black this time.

Fight towards the end of the game. Sadly, Buffalo lost 2-1 to Florida. Lousy Southern Hockey teams. I hate them sooooo much. . .

After the game we went to Dennys to meet some friends of my parents for coffee. Why we always come here is beyond me, but far be it from me to complain in that I always get free food out of it. In any event, the night was highlighted by a conversation about the logistics and technicalities of getting a 4 hour erection. I would go through and recreate the entire conversation again, but it would probably be to vulgar for my family-friendly blog. :)

Lets just say, this was my dad's reaction to the mere thought of it. Frightningly, mum looks awfully happy too. Ok, am I the only son who has to listen to his parents prattle on and on and on in public about sex? I have seriously just freaked myself out by simply acknowledging the fact that I had to listen to my parents talk about the logistics of Viagara. I'm even more disturbed by the fact that I am using the word "logistics" as a euphanism for what was really said. How bad was it? ...

Ok, I goofed again with sending the pics, so here's another one of my dad thinking about the wonders of sex drugs.