It's Hurricane Season.
Mood:  celebratory
Topic: Happiness Pie
You may or may not know that last night, the Carolina Hurricanes won the Stanley Cup, beating the Edmonton Oilers in Game 7 of a nail-biting final round. For too many years I have been a girl without a hockey team; since I left the East Coast I have tentatively embraced the Southern California teams not because they don't SUCK -- because they do -- but because they were local to me. Well, not for long they won't be. Or so I fervently hope! Furthermore, I hate the fucking Oilers -- more out of habit these days than anything else, but I did NOT want to watch those Canadian bastards hoist the Cup. Not in Carolina.

So, I'm a newly minted Hurricanes fan. I like their team colors -- red and black -- and their captain, Rod Brind'Amour, an old favorite from my Philadelphia days. I like their rookie goalie, Cam Ward, who was playoff MVP and looks to be a rising star. And I love North Carolina, their home and soon to be -- if The Plan unfolds as we hope -- ours.

So the Cup has come South. It's Hurricanes season. See you next season, boys. You've got a friend in So Cal.