A Series of Firsts

This was a weekend full of firsts for me:

First time our humble apartment has had cable. (As it turns out, we could have had it since school started, but Jennifer and I failed to investigate fully...Thanks, James!)

First hockey game. The Washington Capitals were terrible and lost by an embarrassing margin. There was at least one fight, and at some point one of the referees was hit with a puck right in the face, leaving blood on the ice, and apparently this is the stuff fans go for (well, they're sure not going to see the Capitals for their great hockey skills...).

First Nascar race. [Okay, Jennifer, I have now admitted it publicly, so you don't have to!] Whether you're a racing fan or not, there's no denying that the people-watching possibilities there are fantastic. I have to wonder if there have been any anthropological studies done on Nascar society. It's the only place I've ever been where trucks comprise the vast majority of vehicles. During the race, people left all of their tents and chairs and grilling paraphernalia outside without fear of it being taken. Carrying the right beer (Budweiser or Miller, depending) could get you invited into the circle for dinner, while the wrong one could have you laughed out of the parking lot. And if you try to get away with anything imported... well, I wouldn't recommend it!


Fortunately, there was a pink car that I could follow for a bit until I learned about some of the other interesting competitions going on within the big race. At some point, I was surprised to realize that I was actually enjoying myself!