Why Holly is so tired

Nov. 27th, 2015 03:24 pm
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So last week I had to be in town just after 8:30 am, an unholy time for an unemployed person, for a meeting at Transport for Greater Manchester about a new kind of bus stop. I was there representing the Visual Impairment Steering Group, and I think I did a pretty good job of that. I also did a good job of putting up with the fact that the meeting ran over, so I ended up being there about four hours.

Tuesday morning there was a meeting at MOSI for its volunteers. That was only an hour or so, and it wasn't until ten. I ended up talking afterwards to one of the people who helped out on the volunteering course I did over the summer, who asked me how I was getting on with my volunteer placement so was treated to a bit of a rant about how overwhelming I'm finding it -- it's just on the edge of too much, along with suddenly stepping in to keep the VISG going, and Andrew being ill, and dog-sitting, and November, and the generally poor mental state I've been in (I didn't list all those things, but I think it was pretty clear there were things like that). It sort of helped to get it off my chest.

Tuesday night I went to the pre-formation meeting of the Levenshulme WI. Em J and I were both in a state where we couldn't quite manage to get out on our own so went together and I think were both glad we did. We had someone from "the region" come and talk to us, who will be formally instituting this new branch in January, and she was telling us all about the WI, which according to her is all about fighting isolation, educating adult women in useful or interesting things, and pressing for social change, so I'm all in favor of that. We were also taking suggestions for a more interesting name for the group than Levenshulme WI; some of the suggestions were funny -- I love The Scone Roses but it'll cause arguments about the pronunciation of "scone" -- and I hope we end up with The Blue Belles, as The Blue Bell is one of my favorite pubs and a Levy institution itself thanks to lovely Mark the landlord.

Tuesday was also the deadline for me getting my script written for my half of the MOSI tour for VI people that basically is the end product of my volunteering project. It didn't feel at all finished, though, and I was really stressed about it. I'd planned for a few of the VISG to come along and kind of put up with Helena's and my "draft" version of the tour, because I knew they'd let us know what they really think, while being a basically friendly audience because they know me.

Wednesday was my local Lib Dems' AGM, wherein we passed a constitutional amendment to merge with a couple of other Manchester constituencies, which gives us a bigger membership and wider reach, which should be exciting even if it means our future exec meetings won't be an easy few minutes' walk from my house like they have so far been. I put myself forward for next year's exec -- not as an officer this time, just as an ordinary member. In a year as membership development officer, I couldn't ever get onto the membership system so I figure it's best not to give myself such things to worry about. Another of the ordinary exec members is [personal profile] po8crg, and I think it's really funny that we're now in the same "local" party. He ended up joining us for the walk back to Stockport Road where he was going to catch a bus but of course carried on the conversation to our front door and then our living room, where [personal profile] magister had arrived to spend the night after a rubbish day, and of course then there were cups of tea and conversation and no one went to bed early.

And then Thursday morning I was up and out early again for a tour of Manchester Art Gallery with Henshaws' museum/gallery group, which my fellow MOSI volunteer and I were tagging along on in order to learn stuff we could make use of in our own tour. We did learn a lot, and I also enjoyed the tour itself, which as with ours is of a temporary exhibit, "House Proud" -- not only a subject interesting to me, but one that lends itself well to a touch tour, because there are things like furniture and lamps rather than paintings or anything that's too fragile to cope with much handling.

And then James and I had a nice mellow afternoon, and tried to get him on a train home at a reasonable hour but apparently a rail had cracked (a rail had cracked?! I didn't know that was a thing that can happen) between Piccadilly and Huddersfield, so he ended up staying with us another night and leaving very early for work the next day.

I was busy even on the weekend, especially on Sunday when I went to check on [personal profile] haggis's house again as they're still away -- it's one of those places that's not far from me but is a pain to get to, and it's even more a pain when it's been rainy and cold and getting dark so early; it's hard enough finding the right road in the daylight, sometimes! On my way back I went to Sainsburys, unloaded the groceries here, went out again to go into town because Andrew has been without the vitamins that help manage his blood pressure for a while and was really suffering for it. And by the time I finished that it was time for the Trans Day of Remembrance event in Sackville Gardens, and I wanted to go to that. I've not been for a year or two and in that time it's gone from a simple ceremony, a few words and the recitation of the names (and in the afternoon! I know this only started at 5pm but it's pitch black by then) but now there's a big gazebo and loud music and self-serving speeches from the usual suspects, and an incredibly inaccessible "candlelit procession" to the trans memorial at the other end of the park, where I spent most of my time trying not to set anything on fire because I couldn't see anything. But it's organized by Sparkle, and they seem pretty happy with it, so I shan't quibble. Seeing Manchester Lesbian & Gay Chorus there made me think again that I should really try going along to their rehearsals, but in years of thinking that I still haven't managed it.

And then this week I had the tour script to try to work on, VISG members to chase up (about half of them don't do e-mail, which is fair enough but phoning people is harder for me, less likely to work, and easier for me to forget what's happened and what I've said to whom afterwards), because like I said this Wednesday was the "practice tour."

And then Monday night I got a text from [personal profile] miss_s_b that said basically "We've had a last-minute drop out, can you be the guest speaker at our AGM on Thursday?" I didn't see any reason why not -- suddenly my week was even busier just as I'd been looking forward to it calming down after Wednesday, but "if you want something done ask a busy person" right? -- so I had to think of something I could talk to a bunch of Lib Dems about (Andrew helpfully said "you can talk about lots of things! you're an immigrant and you're bisexual and you're disabled...") but I figured it'd be either mental health or immigration-related, and then I remembered I'd actually had something I thought would make a good policy (which handily I'd written a (rather ranty) blog post about, three and a half years ago so at least I had a cut-and-paste of that to start from; gods bless DW/LJ).

And then Tuesday it was ten years since my brother died and I had a pretty quiet day: Andrew was at work and it was mostly just me and the dog. Thank you so much for all your kind comments and thoughts on the photos I posted. Helps me feel less lonely.

Bright and early Wednesday morning I ended up meeting people at Deansgate who weren't sure how to get to the museum, and trying to corral everyone and get them to the not-terribly-accessible part of the museum where the exhibit is (they all complained about the cobbles, just like I always do) so started late, so were pressed for time, which is okay because it helped make the point I've been failing to make to the people I'm working with about how much longer everything takes in a group of visually impaired people.

The tour went okay but it was clearly A Learning Experience. The problems I knew we were going to have -- actually we're dealing with some pretty sophisticated and complex ideas here, and there weren't enough things to touch -- we had, but the group were pretty nice and did seem to have enjoyed it. My fellow volunteer, the curator who's been supervising us, and the new person who's taking over that job because this one's suddenly leaving, had a little meeting afterwards to talk about what we want to change, add, etc.

I was sort of struggling to seem as positive as I wanted to -- partly because I was just so tired by this point! But also because while I still love and am committed to this project, I don't think any of us properly comprehended the task the museum were giving us brand-new volunteers: there's a lot more work, and a lot more expertise, required than we can be expected to catch up with, never mind execute, in what was originally conceived as a six-week placement. It's already been two months, and the tour probably won't be in a fit state for a few more weeks at least.

And not to seem egotistical but I have no idea what this would've been like with a volunteer other than me: there was just no knowledge of what already existed in this area, there wouldn't have been my contacts with Henshaws and the sensory team and the Steering Group, much less my higher baseline of knowledge that, e.g. there's such variation among visually impaired people that there's no one way to guarantee you're meeting everyone's needs because they're often contradictory from one person to the next or even in the same person from one day/venue/weather condition/time of day to the next. Of course I'd hope they'd have found the Henshaws people, and thus the audio-description lady (who does live theatre shows as well as museums and art galleries and is fantastic at her job), on their own; I'd have hoped they'd have thought about things like large-print and lighting and all the basic things I have suggested.

And then Thursday, yesterday, I printed off my speech for the AGM, realized I hadn't finished it, spent a while doing that while also being involved in weirdly intense Twitter conversations (Thanksgiving always brings out a really particular and weird kind of anti-Americanism among a certain type of British people), went to Yorkshire, sat through two hours of an AGM that was actually fairly interesting even to me in many places, partly because it's so different from my own local party's, and then did my little speech about how stupid the Life in the UK Test is and how I want to get rid of it.

And then I went back to Brighouse and had wine and Jennie cooked us all some food and then I went to bed and I woke up like five hours later and got on a train back to Manchester, walked the dog, and crawled into bed with Andrew about three minutes before his alarm went off. I stayed in bed though, and slept all morning.

I have carefully planned nothing particular for today and the weekend (except there is an actual mountain of laundry that needs to be done and really everything needs cleaning...) and I am really looking forward to life being less demanding.

Which it will be now anyway. Since I am leader of the VISG I have decided that we're not going to do anything until some time in January. There's still work to do on the tour but it's mostly cutting stuff out rather than adding it, and in the first instance that's being done by the curator rather than us anyway, so I feel like that ball is well and truly out of my court for a while too.

I've missed talking to my mom on both the anniversary of Chris's death and Thanksgiving which is the anniversary of it in a different way. And I didn't get Andrew's and my Christmas lists to her until the last minute. I feel really bad about both of those things, but since she'll be out shopping for Black Friday now. All I can do is try to make up for it this weekend.

After I have all the sleep.

Check-In – Day 27

Nov. 27th, 2015 10:05 am
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Alas, a happy Turkey Day is oft followed by a most unhappy Black Friday, hence the early post for today (... since I must soon go off to battle the retail hordes).

— I thought about my fic once or twice.
— I wrote.
— I did some planning and/or research.
— I edited.
— I've sent my fic off to my beta.
— I posted today!
— I'm taking a break.
— I did something else that I'll talk about in a comment.

When you are finished with your writing for the day, what do you do to get your brain to cool down?
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Posted by Dan Van Winkle


Star Wars isn’t the only franchise from years past riding the sequel train. Ridley Scott has said that his Prometheus sequel/Alien prequel, Alien: Covenant, is just the first of three movies that will lead up to Alien‘s story. If aliens aren’t quite your speed, we’re also getting more mogwai, and the star of the original Gremlins says it’ll be a proper sequel.

Back to aliens for a second, Scott announced that the new Alien prequels would answer, “very basic questions posed in Alien: ‘why the alien,’ ‘who might have made it,’ and ‘where did it come from?'” at a press conference in Sydney, where Covenant is in production, according to THR. Because if there’s one fact of filmmaking we all know, it’s the more you know about a movie’s monster, the more frightening it becomes. … Right? (Pretty sure it’s the opposite. Maybe midi-chlorians created the alien!)

Scott elaborated that Covenant will keep the story going where Prometheus left off:

We’ll kind of pick it up there and it will evolve. When that’s finished there’ll be another one and then another one which will gradually drive into the back entrance of the film in 1979.

So in other words, “Why was this space jockey there and why did he have an Alien inside him?” And those questions will be answered.

At least it’s not a reboot? Meanwhile, the upcoming Gremlins movie also isn’t a reboot, according to Zach Galligan, AKA Gizmo’s pal Billy. At a recent screening of the original in London, GamesRadar reports that Galligan said, “It’s not going to be a reboot. It will not be a remake in any way, shape, or form.” He also added, “[Gremlins writer] Chris Columbus has come out and said that the first film is very near and dear to his heart, and as long as he is alive, it will never be remade.”

Galligan’s not sure yet whether or not he’ll appear in the movie, but he claimed that the sequel would be done in the spirit of Jurassic World, where time has passed in the movie’s universe just as it has in the real world. That sounds an awful lot like another sequel coming out in the near future …

Well, as Ridley Scott joked(?), “Star Wars will be a juggernaut. Why do you think I’m doing sequels?”

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Posted by Greg Wyshynski

(Ed. Note: It’s Thanksgiving time in the U.S., a.k.a. “Real Thanksgiving”, which means it’s once again time to reflect on what we’re thankful for in the world of hockey. Here are some of our favorite writers and hockey people, offering their picks for this year. As always, we give thanks to you, the reader, for supporting this blog. Consider these the tastiest leftovers you’ll have today!) 

Seth Rorabaugh, Empty Netters

1. Hockeyville

When you cover hockey for a living, you get incredibly jaded. It's very easy to lose sight of the fact that your "work" involves going to practices, talking to players and coaches, eating free food and basically doing what just a lot of other people would kill to do for "work." Somehow, someway, you just lose a lot of joy you have for the sport.

The Hockeyville game in Johnstown, Pa. restored a lot of lost perspective for myself about how much hockey means to many people. Johnstown was so grateful to have a real-life NHL game - albeit a preseason game - in it's tiny little rink, the venerable Cambria County War Memorial. It clearly meant a lot to the players involved as well. There were 13 rows of seats from the ice to the back wall and every one of them was filled with a captivated soul.

Covering that event was easily the most fun I've had a hockey game in at least a half decade.

2. Old hockey arenas

I was able to cover the Penguins' game in Edmonton this season, which was presumably their final game in Northlands Coliseum turned Edmonton Coliseum turned Skyreach Centre turned Rexall Place (assuming the Penguins and Oilers don't meet in a Stanley Cup Final). It's a dark, dank and cramp structure. It's barebones and utilitarian.

But it's marvelous.

So many of the "newer" buildings in the NHL are cookie cutters. Go from "Big Bank" Garden to "Big Airliner Center" to "Big Telecommunications Provider" Arena and you feel like you're in the same building. Buildings like Rexall Place, the Saddle Dome, Joe Louis Arena and to a lesser extent, Madison Square Garden, are so unique. You don't suffocate on the stale corporate environment newer buildings have. 

Rexall Place has a sign reminding you to use ashtrays in the press box.

If your team still plays in an older building, cherish it why you still have it. 

3. The Predators yellow helmets

Traditions are a big part of hockey. Octopuses in Detroit. Cheering during the national anthem in Chicago. Rats in Florida. Yelling "Potvin sucks!" in Manhattan. The Predators yellow helmets have the makings of being the NHL's new great tradition.

While teams in just about every sport try to incorporate a black jersey in order to make a quick buck, the Predators have doubled down on making yellow their identity, even if they claim it as being "gold." Part of that is with their yellow lids. And when you consider they only wear these helmets on Saturdays, it adds a quaint wrinkle to this new tradition.

While they vaguely resemble the pre-Gretzky Kings, the Predators' new look makes Saturday nights in Nashville unique.

Chris Johnston, Sportsnet

1. Family

At the risk of being overly sentimental I'm thankful for the many people in the hockey industry that have become an extended family of sorts. During long hours, nights away from home and life's ups and downs I've found constant reminders of love and support.

2. Friends.

Well not friends, friends, but friends of the media. In the NHL we're blessed to have some of the most accommodating athletes in pro sports. Sidney Crosby, despite being the most in-demand hockey player of the last decade. Nazem Kadri and James Reimer, no matter what crazy controversy is going on in Toronto. Victor Hedman, Steven Stamkos, Duncan Keith, P.K. Subban, Gabriel Landeskog, Erik Karlsson and Shane Doan are some of the others I've truly enjoyed dealing with. The list could be much longer than that, too.

3. A roof overhead. 

Preferably the Bell Centre in downtown Montreal, which for my money remains the best building in hockey. Attending games there is a feeling, an experience. It's like going to the Vatican if you're Catholic. The other NHL buildings on my personal top-five list? MTS Center, Winnipeg; United Center, Chicago; Madison Square Garden, New York; and Staples Center, Los Angeles.

Jenny Scrivens, goalie, New York Riveters NWHL

Of course we have lots to be thankful for at the NWHL! Here are just a few:

1. Paychecks in women's hockey, for the first time in North America

2. Future draft picks


3. Cat GIFs

4. Nana Fujimoto bowing to fans at Aviator

Japers Rink, Washington Capitals blog

1. Mainstream media's new-found appreciation of Alex Ovechkin

(But seriously - where have you guys been for the last ten years?)

2. Barry Trotz.

It's great to once again be able to root for a good guy who's doing good things for the franchise and the community.

[Play Yahoo Daily Fantasy and get a 100% deposit bonus with your first deposit]

3. Hockey families.

To be there for you when real life is crappy.

Katie Brown, Writer, NHL.com

1. Jaromir Jagr

Can Jagr play hockey forever? Have they invented cloning yet? These are all very serious and important questions. Jagr is fun and the best and we all secretly admire his shameless reincarnation of the mullet and want to have one too. Before we know it, he’ll make acid-washed jeans cool again. OK, maybe not. Anyway, gotta go find my scrunchie.

2. Three-on-Three overtime.

I love overtime and 3-on-3 makes it that much better. I don’t care what Erik Karlsson says. (Shootouts remain the worst.) It’s a messy, fast, crazy addition to a messy, fast, crazy game. If only NHL Gamecenter had an overtime red zone feature. I’d watch the hell out of that. Overtime in playoffs is still the best, though.

3. Nate Schmidt.

Nate is probably the happiest person I’ve ever met. He could be scratched for every game for the rest of the season and he’d still be grinning. I like to imagine he has Pharrell’s “Happy” playing on loop in his head 24/7. Nate is always smiling and it’s contagious. It makes coming to the rink every day that much more enjoyable, especially when I’m grumpy. You can make cool puns with his name like the #Schmidtuation. He’s pretty good at hockey, too. Also, this picture of him exists.


I dare you to not like him. (Photo by Chris Gordon/Russian Machine Never Breaks.)

William Douglas, Color of Hockey 

1. We’re grateful for the skill, style, eloquence and generosity of Montreal Canadiens defenseman P.K. Subban.

2. Grateful for the 2015 NHL Draft and for giving us hockey’s most badass name – Tampa Bay Lightning sixth-round pick Bokondji Imama.

3. Grateful for the Fort Dupont Ice Hockey Club, Ice Hockey in Harlem, the Ed Snider Youth Hockey Foundation and other programs across the U.S. and Canada that are exposing kids to life’s possibilities through the game of hockey.

Stephen Whyno, Associated Press

1. The Ray Ferraro / Landon Ferraro interview

Watching TSN's Ray Ferraro interview his son on the bench during the first intermission of Landon's first game with the Bruins was one of those moments you can't script. Ferraro was only there because Boston claimed him off waivers, and when his dad opened with, "Well this is strange," how could you help but smile?

2. Short people

As a 5-foot-6 guy, seeing Johnny Gaudreau and Tyler Johnson and other short players excelling is heart-warming. Martin St. Louis was a bit of a pioneer, but now it's reasonable to think sub-6-foot players can thrive in the NHL.

3. Jaromir Jagr

Maybe it's the mullet or maybe it's the fact that we can all get nostalgic about 25 years ago for a player still in the NHL. But Jaromir Jagr just seems to make everyone happy by just playing hockey.

Laura Astorian, Site Manager for St. Louis Game Time  St. Louis Game Time

 1. Vladimir Tarasenko

I know he is such a cliche thing for a Blues fan to be thankful for, but the team hasn’t had a legit superstar scorer since Brett Hull. You try to tell me that I shouldn’t be happy about a guy who can do this:

Check out that celebration. Such exuberance, such a love for the game, such constant reflection to make his game better via long-distance chats with his grandfather in Russia. And, to top it off, he has obvious fun while playing for Ken Hitchcock. What’s not to be thankful for?

2. #reckless

When Hitch said this offseason that the Blues were going to play a more reckless style of hockey, no one had the slightest idea what in the world he was talking about. This hashtag will accompany any interesting decision that he or the Blues make this year. Steve Ott on the power play? #reckless. Robby Fabbri starting a game on the fourth line? #reckless. Signing Scottie Upshall and Scott Gomez off of PTOs? #reckless. Having most of your top nine injured to start the year? Probably not part of the game plan, but still, #reckless.

3. The fine Blues medical staff at Barnes Jewish Hospital and Washington University.

They deserve every damn dime that they get from the team this season.

4. Hockey Twitter

I’m especially thankful for the smart, sarcastic, funny, fatalistic group of people that I follow and who follow me on Twitter. From fellow St. Louis Game Timers to other SB Nation bloggers to a great group of fans from other teams, thank you for always entertaining, always thought provoking conversation. Thanks to Twitter, I consider among my friends “respected” (and respected) Blackhawks and Red Wings fans. If a Blues fan can get along with folks who are fans of those teams, any sort of civil discourse is possible on the internet. Thanks for the fun, guys.

Montreal Canadiens right wing Sven Andrighetto (42) celebrates with teammates after scoring a goal against the New York Rangers during the first period of an NHL hockey game, Wednesday, Nov. 25, 2015, in New York. (AP Photo/Julie Jacobson)

Barry Petchesky, Deadspin

1. Three-on-Three overtime

It's a blast to watch. It let's the game's best skaters show what they're really capable of. It prevents shootouts. But more than anything else, I've heard non-hockey fans talk about it in the glowingest of terms. I know there's more to rule changes than broad appeal, but it's neat seeing people who don't care about hockey praising and sharing videos of an exciting new wrinkle.

2. Daily fantasy hockey

Yeah, I know it's a scam. Yeah, I know I'm going to lose money. Yeah, it'll probably be illegal within a few months. But it's fun as hell to put down a couple of bucks each night and have a reason to follow some of the night's lower-profile games. Season-long fantasy hockey is a grind, and really not that much fun; daily fantasy hockey is just the right level of commitment.

3. The staying power of the best teams

Look at the conference standings, and it's a lot of the usual suspects at the top. Yes, it's fun to see a few party-crashers, but teams able to maintain years of success is great for developing lasting rivalries and storylines, and is a testament to the abilities of certain front offices (and the haplessness of some others).

4. The Oilers in last place

A heartwarming fable with a valuable moral: being bad won't automatically make you good.

5. The Canadiens in first. 

They've thrived even with Carey Price on the shelf. They may very well be the best team in hockey this year. I cannot wait for the cognitive dissonance and self-loathing of Canadian fans if Montreal is the team to threaten to break the country's 23-year Cup drought.

Sasky Stewart, Director, Communictions & Marketing, ‪@TheCWHL and Social Media Punmaster ‪@NHL

So Australia doesn't do thanksgiving (and if you need me to explain why you clearly failed basic American History) but I've got a lot to be thankful for. 

1. Matt Stajan

Matt Stajan will never be a superstar (despite what 14 year old me dreamed of) but he was the first player that was ever my favourite and that I ever printed a photo of and stuck to my wall. Through being a fan of his (and some old school Yahoo and Livejournal groups filled with teenage fan girls) I met some amazing hockey people, some of my best friends and fell in love with this game. Life would look a lot different without him, which is a weird thing to say about someone I've never met.

2. Canada

Can I list a whole country? Yes? No? Well - I'm doing it anyway. I'm thankful for Canada, for its stupid crazy love of a stupid crazy game and for its willingness to allow a stupid crazy Australian like myself in. You inhabitants may often eye me suspiciously (and I can't blame them) but you've been pretty great so far - especially when you remember birth place doesn't diminish ones love for this game. 

3. Hockey Twitter

Hockey Twitter is a great, awesome, scary, terrifying, bizarre, insane place but on its good days it's full of great, passionate smart people who give a lot of damns about this game and what it has to give. I'm lucky to call so many of them friends or supporters and I'm thankful for everyone of them. Also - it pays my bills, so that's nice. 

From left, Los Angeles Kings center Mike Richards (10), center Colin Fraser (24) and defenseman Alec Martinez (27) talk during warmups while wearing Los Angeles Dodgers jerseys before an NHL hockey game against the Columbus Blue Jackets in Los Angeles, Thursday, April 18, 2013. (AP Photo/Reed Saxon)

The Royal Half, Los Angeles Kings Hockey Blogger

Ahh, Thanksgiving in Southern California! The time of year where we gather with our families and friends, allow ourselves a small portion of carbs, and put on a light jacket when we walk outside at night. It truly is the most wonderful time of the year!


Whether it’s assigning awful nicknames to their players that make absolutely zero sense (Hey there… um.. #Vatman, #ScoreyPerry, #GibbyTime ?!?) or creating awful fake tweets for their players to read … I’m thankful for the Anaheim Ducks Social Media Team because they make hockey fans across the world feel so much better about their own team’s social media brand. 

Today, I'd be thankful if the Anaheim Ducks Social Media team would unblock me on Twitter so I can see them try to make "Rick Rak Attack" a thing.


He's 23 years old, is Top 5 in NHL goal scoring this season, and pretty much skates every shift with a big smile on his face. Tyler Toffoli is a breath of fresh air when it comes to young NHL players, not because of his overall demeanor, but rather because the LA Kings allowed Toffoli to earn his way into Darryl Sutter's system. It's great to see a young, talented player actually be allowed to grow on their own rather than be forced into a NHL lineup (I'm looking at you, Edmonton Oilers!).

Toffoli has quickly become a fan favorite in Los Angeles, and not just because he's easily the most meme-able player in LA Kings history.


My hockey-loving father passed away last year just a week after I found out I was going to become a father myself. There are so many great ways to become a hockey fan, but passing it down from generation to generation is one of the most fulfilling. This season, I decided to have my daughter, the TRH Baby™, pick the outcome of each LA Kings game and go up against a prominent Hockey Blogger. As of Wednesday morning, she is 16-5 and the Bloggers are 7-14.

For me, it just proves how incredibly silly the concept of a "hockey expert" is. So many people on Twitter battle daily to prove that they are the most knowledgeable person in hockey... but at the end of the day, all that matters is that you and the loved ones in your life enjoy the game and the emotional experience you share while watching it. 

Thanks to all that participated!

Greg Wyshynski is a writer for Yahoo Sports. Contact him at

Leftover Lolz

Nov. 27th, 2015 02:00 pm
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Posted by Jen

Mmmmm, turkey leftovers.

Best part about Thanksgiving, am I right?




[wincing] Ooooh.




What the...?!



You know, on second thought, maybe we'll skip leftovers today and just have soup. Yeah. Soup is good.


Thanks to Alia P., Camille C., Cyndi V., Adry, & Sandra W. for pretty much guaranteeing we're about to get banned from Facebook again. I HOPE YOU'RE HAPPY, SANDRA.

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Now that my Great Vala Re-watch is complete, it's finally time for my Vala essay, which I'll be posting in five chunks (five!) for readability's sake and because it turned out to be freaking long and, seriously, I can't believe I'm finally done with it and ready to post it, yay!
Anyway, this essay is a place for all my thoughts and speculations about Vala, her relationship with the Daniel and the rest of the crew and her ties to the Ori arc. Plus a few graphics here and there, because I can't resist them and a picture is worth a thousands words, right? :D

Let's start with her backstory, shall we?

One of the most interesting thinks about Vala is that she lies about her past, she obfuscates and embellishes things (most consistently early on in her stay on the series, when she wasn't close to the rest of the team yet), so much so that in the end you can never be sure when she's telling outrageous lies, when she's telling the truth and when she's doing a bit of both. Which is probably the point.
So let's try to piece together what information we have about Vala's life prior to her first meeting with Daniel and her introduction to the series.

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