Godspeed.

To all my friends who are heading out to the hockey tournament in Vegas (baby!) sometime tomorrow, Godspeed. Be careful and kick some icy butt.

And, coincidentally, to my ex, who is headed to Vegas also, for a work thing. She was initially interested in seeing some of the tournament, but says her work thing goes till 8 at night and she didn't want to try to see some hockey too. Screwed-up priorities, I know.

Burninate!