Two weekends prior I crashed at a buddy’s place in Redwood City. He lives in the middle of suburbia with wide open land and a lackadaisical atmosphere. The area is a nice place to raise a family, although at night, it was bitter cold. It was the type of cold where you would need multiple layers of clothing and a blanket to feel any warmth. I was surprised the lawn outside was not frosted the next day.
I am not a big fan of hockey. The only time I watched the games were when they took over FSN and blocked a Warriors’ telecast. The puck is small which makes it a bit hard to track on the screen. The players would keep dumping the puck from one side of the rink to the other. It was quite boring.