Its a wonderful thing. Sometimes when the big fella and I are out for a stroll I daydream of what might have been if things had gone a little differently last June 19th or of an improbable yet successful run this spring.
Recent arrival to the scene, Katie O'D, made a reference to the little fellows on the left in her last post. They are the Backyardigans. My three year old digs them and, truth be told, so do I. I have actually watched this show when nobody else was in the house. And I don't watch a lot of any TV. My favourite is the little guy on the right, Austin. I think he's a kangaroo. My daughter's favourite is Uniqua, who is standing to Austin's right. She is some type of bug. Her clothing is the same pattern as her skin so I'm not sure if she is a type of cannibalistic bug but anyhow.
So the deal with these guys is that every day they go on a big adventure. It all happens in their backyards but they use their imaginations to create these wild and crazy worlds. They go surfing, to Mars, to Africa etc. They are Vikings, pirates, detectives ... every episode ends with someone's stomach growling. The background fades back into their backyards and they go for a snack.
The power of imagination.
With your Edmonton Oilers digging through three feet of snow to get into Buffalo tonight to play Les Sabres, two days after falling to the lowly Bruins, seven points behind Wild on Jack Lemaire and no return for Stoll or Pisani in sight, methinks maybe these guys might be needed to suit up.
I'm afraid its about up for our boys and its a damn shame. It looks like Lowe had his plan and it failed, whether by design or through a combination of bad luck and stubbornness. Who knows?
Its the damn dead of winter (yes, its finally arrived here in the Centre of the Universe - no sign of the Princess Pats yet but we'll see if we get more snow) and while we're getting by its too bad that there will be no dash for a playoff spot to cheer on this season. Other then that things are looking good. Going to see the Oilers play the Leafs on Saturday and will also be catching the Sabres when they come into town in a couple of weeks. We have discovered a babysitter on our street which means dinner and drinks on separate occasions next week (those with small children will recognize the ridiculous thrill that brings) and also that my summer hockey season which looked doomed (wife works same night) has been saved. Add to that my invitation to our club team's big Easter tournament for the first time and things are looking up all around.
Except for one place. I'd sure as hell rather be dreaming of a Cup parade in June then what Lowe is going to get when he starts to sell.