Aaron Riveroll | Photographer

Danny. He goes to work…carries a badge…a gun…wears a bullet proof vest…deals with scum and low lifes. Yet, I would contend that my job is much more dangerous.

I think I had mentioned before that I was the blue bin monitor at work. What this involves is me collecting the paper trash from everyone’s recycle bin (a.k.a. the stuff we shred with confidential information on it) and put it in the locked, secure bin. Yesterday, while cramming paper into my bin, I sliced my left hand between the pointer and middle fingers. IT HURTS! Well today, not only did I slice the same spot, I gave myself a papercut on my right pinkie finger. I’ve gotten my share of papercuts on the job…but wow, it’s ridiculous. I don’t think Danny has gotten hurt once.

This just goes to show you an office job is definitely more dangerous than being out on the street. And those brokers are tough too!

Being from San Diego, I have never been into winter games. I always watch the summer olympics, but never the winter. I’d much rather spend a day at the beach than a day on the slopes. So it’s not a big surprise when I say I have never been to a hockey game before. Tonight was my first.

Danny, Susan, and I spontaneously decided to catch a Gulls game at the Sports Arena tonight…and I must admit, from the time the game started, I was really into it. It’s fast action chaos…and it’s great! There were quite a few fights…there were was a life-sized sea gull…the game tied and went into sudden death overtime…and then there was a shootout. We were victorious against the Aces of Alaska. And because of our win, we won free entry into tomorrow nights contest.

My favorite part, of course, was not the gull nor the fights. Not even the win. It was the Zamboni. And maybe the remote controlled blimp. I’m a simple guy, it doesn’t take much to impress me. I remember playing the OLD school NES version of Ice Hockey with my dad. Those were some good times, even though my dad always creamed me.