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November 18, 2005 @ 09:11 pm ๐Ÿ”— Post Link

Friends, Hockey

Brain failure

Brain failure

I decided it would be a good idea if I got some exercise. My buddy nIVEK and I played ball hockey before in a pick-up game last year, it was a lot of fun, but a few bad apples spoiled the bunch. Awhile ago he found a new group to play with and I went for the first time Wednesday night. It was a lot of fun. The game organizer (and ref!) is a fair guy who creates a good environment to play in. Well, he tries, there are still a few over zealous guys who think the Stanley Cup is on the line. (Guys it isnโ€™t awarded at the end of the nightโ€ฆ I swear!)

nIVEK lives about 30 minutes away. I usually take the backroads to his place. Iโ€™ve only been there a few times. Enough times to *think* I know where Iโ€™m going. Well after the game I was tired and really just wanted to get home I figured I remembered the way home. Well. I didnโ€™t and I ended up a good distance from home in a fairly rural area. Oh. Did I mention my gas tank was on E? Iโ€™ve never run out of gas in this car (and at nearly 155,000km it has been everywhereโ€ฆ) but it was starting to look like it was going to happen. I was a little freaked. I was tired. I really had no idea where I was. No gas, no real clue where I could get gas. GAH! Oddly the maps I had ended before covering the area I was in as well. Fortunately the gas (or fumes) held up long enough for me to find a station. I willingly paid close to $.90 to fill โ€˜er up. I slept well that night.