Between my recent vacation, illness and obsession with the Carolina Hurricanes, I have not had much to write about. Bronchitis isn't fun or interesting and spending your vacation with bronchitis isn't fun or interesting either. I find the Canes, on the cusp of the last step in the quest for the Cup to be fascinating, but I know most of my friends do not. I spent my entire yoga class tonight trying to decide how I was going to try to get 2 or 3 computers set up to try to buy tickets when Stanley Cup Finals tickets (eventually) go on sale and how I can refinance my car to pay for them (just kidding). As I type the Canes are going into overtime in game 6 -- if the Canes win, they advance to the Finals for the second time in 5 years. I couldn't get tickets in 2002 and am determined that I will be there this time around. If the Sabres win (ps-by-the-way Buffalo fans are obnoxious -- I saw several hundred up close at game 1 and it wasn't pretty) then we have to suffer through to game 7 and it's anyone's game. Pray for the Canes!