The Weekenders

Friday I met my sister downtown after work, we went to The Flatiron and The Firkin, ate nachos, calamari, drank beer and we vented about how men SUCK ('cause she just broke up with her boyfriend) and how people SUCK, and how 2007 was THE worst year of our lives...EVER! I tried to watch the Toronto-Atlanta game, but I was already tired to begin with and my 2 pints of beer just weren't helping, so finally I gave up...I knew my delinquent little brother was going to win, no matter what Mark Recchi had on his agenda!

Afterwards we went to go see the Golden Compass, with the hotness that is Daniel Craig, and I must say it was better than I had expected. The story moved a little fast but not so much that you couldn't follow the plot AND I totally want a daemon! No, not those toothy creatures that Buffy the Vampire Slayer, well, slayed; a daemon is your soul, except it lives outside your body in the form of an animal; its like your BFF, when you get hurt it gets hurt, and when it gets hurt you get hurt...I'd name mine Pan too, such a cute name!

Saturday, my mum and brother ventured out into the beginnings of the snow storm to find a Christmas tree. Naturally we went to IKEA. We got possibly the best tree we've ever had...and yes I picked it out! SO we got home only to find that our tree stand was broken, so we had to venture all the way back, with traffic and snow, to get a new tree stand!

We got home, put the tree up, had dinner, then we decorated the tree, whilst trying to watch the Montreal-Toronto game...and Koivu was off the hook...HATERS!!!! Obviously Mes Amis won, my delinquint little brother is no match for the ever mighty Canadiens!!!!

That was my weekend!

BUT I was troubled to hear, Hottie Townie, Mike Fisher is out with a strained oblique...NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! Oh Mike, you're a heart and soul player, such a nice guy, with beautiful eyes, what the fuck are the Sens going to do without you?????

BUT Heater scored twice...again!!!! He's so fucking hot, I don't know why he's hot, he just is...shut up, don't hate!

The Boys Are Back...BITCHES!!!!

I know you love the alliteration in the title!

Last night, my boys the Sens, schooled the Carolina Hurricanes in hockey! And when I say 'schooled' I mean they kind of completely destroyed Carolina! If I were a 'canes fan, that game would have been torture to watch, but luckily I'm a Sens fan and that game was just another display of Ottawa's greatness.

In the Eastern Conference, Ottawa is the team to beat, the cream of the crop! The OTHER team to beat is Carolina. The 1st place team beat the 2nd best team 6-0...I don't know if that's an indication of how good Ottawa is or how bad the other teams in the Eastern Conference are BUT since I'm biased I'm going to say Ottawa is fucking amazing!

No, but really, did you watch last night's game?

The Sens were amazing, and I'm not just saying that because I'm a fan of the Sens, I'm saying that as a fan of hockey! The boys played beautifully! The passes, the set ups, the amount of shots on net, the cat and mouse game they played with the 'canes, clearly this is a skilled team! Did I mention Heater scored not once but TWICE, *sigh* what a charming smile...I mean shot, what -- what a shot, that Heatley has, heh...AHEM!

Scott Walker apparently was fed up with his team's shenanigans and decided to ram Gerber...bad idea! Hottie Townie, Mike Fisher, wasn't having any of it, and everyone's favourite Christian decided Walker needed a beat down...and Walker decided to go all Zinedine on him...without the whole 'your sister is a whore' comment. So Walker got a 5 minute penalty and Hottie Townie went back to the dressing room to see if any teeth were loosened (I thought Fish had dentures this whole time...who knew?)

So, Gerber shut out them 'canes! Emery having played only 5 minutes deserves nearly none of the credit...I'm not being mean, only fair! (I still love you Ray and your crazy pimp suits). Even the number 2 goalie on this team is on fire! Ottawa Senators, Stanley Cup finals 2008, TRUST!

What about Carolina? I don't hate Carolina, I even look on them with fondness, not just because there's a Staal (Eric) on their team but also because, they have Mike Commodore, and Rod Brind'Amour (the troll with the coolest last name), and Chad LaRose, who...I don't even know why I like him, ANYWAYS! There's no intense burning of hatred I feel like I do, say, for the Anaheim Ducks but srsly guys what happened???

The whole time Carolina was scrambling, running...er skating around with their heads cut off; they couldn't get their footing, couldn't get into the groove, it was kind of hilarious to watch! It was like they forgot how to play hockey, forgot all the skills they learned,and just chased that black thing sliding across the ice with no strategy, no plan in mind. All I can say is BAG SKATE PRACTICE!!!!

The 'Canes got merkked by my boys...and no I wouldn't have it any other way!

My boys are back! Fear has once again been struck in the hearts of the Eastern Conference! Sorry Sidney, I'm rooting for the Sens this time around...unless Jordo finally scores.




PS Alexander Ovechkin has been a one man team! He's fucking amazing! He deserves better than the Washington Capitals! Am I wrong?

Date, Marry, Kill The Ottawa Senators Edition : Round 2

I'd date Brian McGrattan:

Yes, I would totally date Brian McGrattan!!! The enforcer, the resident tough guy; some might say McG is kind of a loose cannon but they don't know B-ri, like I do. His whole tough guy 'act'(for lack of a better term) comes from a comical place, he loves kicking ass because we love it and he feeds off of that, and seeing him merk bitches is SUCH a turn on! B-ri is totally the guy that gets too drunk at the pub, dances like an idiot, makes really bad jokes, maybe starts a fight or two, but he's more of a Blaster (a la Mad Max 3) than a Mike Meyers (a la Halloween). In other words there's a sense of childlikeness, like boys brawling in the school yard rather than psycho serial killer. You'd probably get mad at him for public drunkenness and acting like a colossal idiot in front of everybody, but his apology would be epic "baby, I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! shhhh! I'm sorry!" then he'd envelope you, you'd stagger off to the taxi, and upon arrival of his nouveau barely lived in condo, you engage in passionate make up sex...ugh B-ri would be the hardest to break up with, while your moving your stuff out of his condo, he'd just sit there silent, staring at the wall :'(. Sorry Brian, you're just not husband material, I love you but we just can't be together*

I'd marry Mike Fisher:

AKA Hottie Townie! OMG FISH! If there ever was a perfect man, Fish would be it! He'd be a devoted husband, loving father, and would never stray *squee*!!!!!!!! Hell even Don Cherry has a man crush on him! I don't know what to say that's already been said before but a re-cap wouldn't hurt! Big, strong, manly, all words I'd use to describe Fish, whether its putting the swing set together for the kids, or scoring goals on the ice, there's not other like Mike Fisher. Do we even need to get into how hot he is...yea I think so too! His eyes pierce your soul, his smile makes you melt, AND he's got the body of a lumberjack, you'd never get cold in the winter that's for sure. But what really makes me want to be Mrs. Nicole Fisher, is that he'd only EVER have eyes for you and there's no greater turn on than fidelity. Mike Fisher the hottest man ever to drive a mini-van!

I'd kill Chris Neil:

Your pirate smile isn't as charming as Heater's and for this sole reason, I'm going to have to off you...sorry :(




* I put waaaaaaaaaaay too much thought into this one

Mike Fisher gives purpose!

...to this random post!


Because who doesn't want to dream about hottie townie, numero uno!!!!

He's such husband material, non?

He's the guy you can settle down with and make babies with! Wouldn't he be such a hot dad? You'd have a big house, a mini-van, and have date night Fridays while the in-laws watch the boys... sigh. Something tells me Fish doesn't have a cheating bone in his body, so you wouldn't have to worry about his philandering on the road...



MARRY ME NOW!!!!!!!

Hottie Townie

Remember my Mike Fisher post? Well I found this on facebook:
Is this not L.O.L. worthy or what? Mike Fisher was/is the epitome of hottie townie!

I remember when I was preteen(11-13), hell bent on finding a cute boyfriend to hold hands with, share a plate of fires, and talk about how Korn > Limp Bizkit anyday!!!!! So when summer rolled around I wanted to find a nice boy to have a summer romance just like the ones I read in the babysitter's club and sweet valley high books! Trouble was my parents insisted on escaping to the Ontario wilderness during the summer months...and my god was I ever thankful for that!!!

I don't know what they put in the water in rural Ontario, or if it just has to do with ratios, but the hottie per capita in small town Ontario was like 15, I was swimming in hot townies! Now what does this have to do with Le Fisher? Well the above photo displays the typical townie hottie: hair dyed blonde, dark roots showing, unfortunate hair cut, rugged but innocent looking, a farmer's tan, and CLEARLY he was a 'rocker'!

I've encountered that boy a million times in my wilderness adventures, the flirty looks; the playing tag; the swinging on the swing sets; playing with my brother just to get closer to me; the swimming together, the building forts, the building sand castles, the hiding in the forest together, the being pity friends with your sister because she was kind of a weirdo, OH TYLER!

If this was 1998 Mike Fisher would totally be mine! My mom would have loved him, a good Christian boy who'd make me go to church every Sunday, and wouldn't pressure me to go all the way (oh noes), and a future NHL superstar... How did I miss this townie????


PS I was such a player when I was young, what happened? Maybe I should start reading sweet valley high again!

Jesus Saves...He shoots, HE SCORES!!!!

We've discussed my puck bunny ways on many occasions, in fact if you haven't noticed, my blog has been overflowing with hockey commentary. Scary, I know but still I maintain, this will not become a hockey blog! I have my teams (i.e. The Ottawa Senators), my players (i.e. Heater, Crosby, the Staal brothers) but there are other players which I admire for various different reasons i.e. Matt Greene of the Edmonton Oilers for being dumb as rocks; or Joe Sakic of the Colorado Avalanche for being a legend (and I sort of want him to be my dad); or Alexander Ovechkin for his charisma, his talent, and his comic relief. But there is one player that I'm fascinated by to no end and his name is Mike Fisher of the Ottawa Senators...

There are so many reasons why I should not be into Fish:

a) he owns a bajillion graphic tees
b) he wears Docle and Gabana sunglasses (and other types of gino-esque eyewear)
c) the suits he wears are kinda cheesy and kinda 'nouveau riche'
d) he listens to Garth Brooks(gag!) and Creed(double gag!)
e) he's a devout Christian, like him and JC are hella tight: exhibit A

Now if you've read my blog before you know that I'm having a little trouble with the mega institution that is Christianity. I don't get the dogma, the inconsistencies, and the subtle intolerances which many Christians refuse to acknowledge but let's not get into that! Let's get into Mike Fisher being a Christian golden boy and how I'm strangely attracted to him!


SO many strikes against him, the main ones being he listens to creed and the worst country music ever! But really makes me swoon over fish is the fact that he is a nice guy! like genuinely nice guy! You can tell from interviews that he's a really sweet person with a good heart AND to top it all off he's a hockey player...in the NHL!!!!! AKA Douche Bags Inc. I still don't understand how that's even possible and yet Mike Fisher exists!


Oh did I mention his kind of hot. Typically he's not my type but with that playoff beard...O.M.G. Mike Fisher can save my soul anytime! He's so big and strong, and manly *SWOOOOOON* but I regress, the fact that he's so devout is a bit of a turn off.

Even when I was a gung-ho Christian, as in I was heavily involved in my youth group at church (I know, who knew?), I was always turned off by people who threw the hands in the air and praised the Lord, to me that was disingenuous. I felt being Christian should be who you are, it should come easy, you shouldn't have to fall to the floor convulsing to prove to the world, or God for that matter, that you were a Christian. So the fact that he saw 12:12 on the clock, when he was injured(in exhibit A), and interpreted as a sign from God and quoted Romans 12:12 (because you know it couldn't be any other 12:12 in the bible like say Jeremiah 12:12 'Over all the barren heights in the desert for the sword of the Lord will devour from one end of the land to the other;no one will be safe', ugh enough with the bible quotes its freaking me out) really puts me off. And yet I'm not put off completely.

I find it endearing that Fish is probably one of the only NHL players not to have an STD; that he's really a sweet and genuine guy despite his successes [and millions] at such a young age (see Lohan, Lindsay); and regardless of my issues with the Christian Church, its refreshing to see a young, successful, rich, good looking, guy, whom by all means should be the biggest douche since Sean Avery, so unchanged and still committed to an institution and lifestyle that most his age and in his position would deem 'uncool'.


Mike Fisher??? I APPROVE!!!!


...BUT he still likes Creed and Garth Brooks...meh, I can change that! ONE MORE FAN FOR MASON JENNINGS! Fish would love Mason, I know it! after Mason, comes Johnny Cash and Townes Van Zant and Neko Case!!!!! (I gotta keep it in the realm of country, if I were to suddenly spring the Radio Dept. on him he might run for the hills with his Creed discography).

PS His super pimped out cottage doesn't hurt him either: