The Best Day Ever?
by Nic Olson
It wasn’t me that chose this title for my day yesterday, it was Cindy’s idea. But it is pretty accurate. Here’s why…
Work started, just like any other day, but today was different. I woke up energized and awake, the first time that has happened in a while. For work, we were at a school moving desks, chairs, tables, boxes and people’s hearts. Arlen had a good time making fun of French Catholics and Newfies, while I laughed with the occaisional, ‘Ohhhh, those Francophone sons-a-guns’. It was the last day at school when we were moving, so obviously, it was party day. In the afternoon Arlen and I got popsicles, which is a big deal. So just shut up. Then later I got a fudgesicle and Arlen didn’t, which was an even bigger deal. Not everybody gets paid to eat popsicles and fudgesicles in one day. Only me and Catholic Newfies that speak French. And I would venture to say they don’t even exist.
Also at work, my next locale, some ladies house, I got a slice of free cake and a free slurpee. Big news!
Arriving home, guess what time it was? Four O’Clock? Nine O’Clock? Nope. It was NHL Draft Day O’Clock! The most exciting day of the year besides the day that Bob Gainey signs Sheldon Souray (yet to happen). Gainey didn’t take Angelo Espo, but it was likely a good choice. In Montreal, he was the next Riberio. Bob is a smart man, he’s got it under control. Go here for Jay Onrait’s blog, the most clever man on TSN.
It was also pizza night.
Then, something huge happened. I can’t write it right now, ’cause it is likely still on the QT. I don’t know what that means, but as far as I know, it is the same thing as the DL (downlow for the old guys). But, it was huge. I called it, spot on. When things are out, I’ll update and show you my marksmanship on calling what will happen on a weekend in Edmonton.
Then me and the guys played a round of Loaded Questions. Funniest game of the year. And then we watched Oceans Twelve.
All in all, the day was great. I don’t think I will ever make any day The Best Day Ever, because that is risky business, but it was a good day to be sure. I know that it wasn’t the best day ever, because I had to take a whizz like forty times, and that just doesn’t constitute The Best Day Ever. Pee ruins everything.