Holidays On Ice

Tonight is the annual Fellas Night Out in honor of the holiday season. Stretching our heterosexuality to the limit, a group of me and my buddies get together each year for the Double Secret Santa Gag Gift Exchange followed by a Caps game (Jesus I hate hockey, why can't Christmas be in the spring?). I'm rather proud of the gift I picked up this year as it has everything to do with my buddy living across the hall from his ex -- check that -- twice ex'd girlfriend. Stupendous.

However, it is a bit of a bummer since this year could be the last year that we do something like this. One recently married friend is moving away in the spring, another we suspect will soon get engaged and move away, a third is engaged and already relocated to the suburbs...you know how it goes. So hopefully we can make the most of it and we'll get a repeat of last year when a group of sorority sisters was sitting near us at the game and they all had, swear to g-d, lollipops. I'm serious, they were sucking on lollipops for the entire first period. My lascivious thoughts alone warranted at least a misdemeanor charge.