Chrisonomicon

Wednesday, October 23, 2002

M and I went to the Avalanche game last night and managed to get picked for the inter-period audience competition: a pseudo-sumo wrestling match on the ice. Strapping us into enormous, padded suits, the stadium coordinators led us onto the rink, set four of us in the center circle and yelled at us to knock each other down. I won after M and I were the last two left standing and M decided to take a hit and fall down. The trappings: a year's supply of Coors Light, an Av's shirt, and a baseball cap with an Avalance logo embroidered on the front.

In other news, a good friend from school, Lindsay, is engaged to be married. And no good news would be complete without its bad-news counterpart: I'm getting sick.