
After shovelling out Casa de Octane for two hours this morning, I dropped Mrs. Octane off in front of church and looked for a place to park. After getting stuck twice on unplowed side streets, I figured it I'd be better off in my own clean driveway. I made it home only to realize that she had the house keys. Back near church, I beached the wagon and went in. Getting out wasn't entirely without incident.
Home for a bite, then off to the X to see the Wild dispatch the Oilers and, coupled with Dallas doing Vancouver in OT, saw them move into 2nd place, only two points arears of the Canucks.
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