Yeah, I blog a lot about the Seattle Seahawks, who are my team of choice. But in my family we also keep the Saints as our back up team. I mean hello, one of the guys playing for them has the same name as my dad. I have a lot of other personal reasons for giving the Saints mad love and respect. Drew Brees is a class act all the way around and I can't think of a quarterback I would have liked to see in a superbowl as much as my own, that isn't him. Also I'm just a little in love with Scott Fujita, politically. Seriously, he's almost the perfect man.
But there is more to it than all that.
When Hurricane Katrina happened I was home visiting my folks and I remember watching the storm start and my heart just sinking. It looked so flipping awful and I do have a handful of friends back there. I spent the next few weeks watching that city get first destroyed and then get redestroyed by shoddy relief efforts. I cried watching these images on television of Americans suffering in their own country and watching the people who were supposed to protect them, ignore them. I mean really, four days to get relief down there? Stupid. Short sighted. Wrong. Those are the gentlest words I can use.
About two years ago I saw the show No Reservations with Anthony Bourdain and he did a New Orleans episode and even still things down there aren't fixed completely. And it stirred up the same anger and sadness in me that watching the initial hurricane did.
It seems silly, especially if you don't follow sports how much the Saints mean to these people, especially this year. But it means everything to a lot of them. A good friend of mine is a huge Saints fan and he has family in Louisiana and is still angry, obviously, about how Katrina was handled. Yesterday was probably one of the happiest days he's had in a long time. He was on the phone with his family off and on through the game and it was pretty touching. Hell, I remember watching them reopen the Superdome a few years ago and just bawling, because the people there were so excited to have it back.
We partied. We had a blast. We cheered for the Saints. I cheered for an entire city of people who got hosed by Mother Nature a few years ago. I thought of you Louisiana. I thought of the people there.
And yeah, we drank a lot of beer too. There was that.
A few weeks ago I posted about trying to do Project 365 this year, a project where you take a picture each day of the year and post them either once a day or once a week. With the holiday weekend being so full of party, etc, I was afraid I'd already blown it, but the truth is, its just in my nature to take a picture daily. I have actually taken at least one every day this year (save for today) so I'm going to try to keep it going. In the mean time, here's what I shot so far this year.
January 1st: DJ Sol at Mo/Tav. Funny thing about this picture? It was at about 11am.
January 2nd: My BFF Megan in the basement of Creekside, wearing a friend's hat and being truly thug life.
January 3rd: At Mr. Rick's after watching the Seahawks lose at football. This is Big Dave, my neighbor, and Justin, one of the guys who works at Rick's, who I adore, downing Pacificos on a Sunday afternoon.
I mean really? That game yesterday was a cluster and a half. Painful to watch. I think I might be breaking up with the Hawks until next year. Maybe....
My friend Amber came to visit this weekend and we did the one thing we always do when she visits, and that's hit Sushiya in SLO hard.
This was the sake the waitress recommended to Amber. I don't drink sake so I skipped it.
Scallops!
Amber's Eel Nigiri
My yellowtail and salmon nigiri
Amber's octopus nigri. I'm kind of a wuss when it comes to eating anything with suckers on it though...
After a relaxing sushi lunch we got our nails done and then got dressed up and went out for cocktails. Sometimes I'm such a girl it's stupid. But alternately the next morning I put my Seahawks jersey on and went to watch them beat the Lions over at the Graduate. All in all it was a good weekend. I capped it off with the Teenage Bottle Rockets at Downtown Brew last night.
Today I'm meeting one of my other BFF's, Michael for some bonding time after work. It's looking like a decent week so far.
So my Seattle Seahawks not only pulled it together this weekend and won a game, it was in fact another shut out. Praise be. Let's all dance around.
Adding to it this little gem that occurred before the start of the game?
Freakin' AMAZING.
So let's just skip talking about the Red Sox taking a dump all over themselves Sunday morning. The wounds are still too fresh.
p.s. If any one knows how to make this blogger template hold videos, I'd be really excited. I shrank the video down to the smallest youtube allows and this template layout is still getting all blown out. I may have to change my layout.
