Alive And Almost Kicking

Wookiee called to tell me that I haven't posted in a long time. It's true. I've been working 12 hour days at the cubicle farm because things have just exploded there. Meanwhile I've been going through some intensive tests trying to score a plum job. The competition started with over 500 people, and now that I've made it through 3 exam screening levels, there are about 6 of us who have advanced to panel interviews. So I'm also studying up hard for that, plus I've got my first Psychopathology test on Monday night. As a result, while I have had blog thoughts stumbling about my skull, I've been too wiped to do much about it. So this one's for Wook.

While I explained to him why I hadn't posted, I flipped on a sports channel looking for the Edmonton/San Jose score (NHL playoffs for those who are unaware) and there was a Phoenix Suns game on. I never watch basketball and I've never seen Steve Nash play, but because he's Canadian I'm very aware of him and his talent. I mentioned to Wook that he did in fact look like an awesome player on the court and we discussed his recent MVP win. After we talked about the unlikelihood of a Canadian playing in the NBA, let alone being so fucking successful, Wookiee said,

"Yeah, Steve Nash...he's the Gretzky of hockey."

Who'd have ever thought I'd find pictures of Steve Nash playing hockey? Fucking crazy.