Out With a Punch

This is a phrase I would use in the description of the Penguins' performance this afternoon. They came out and really took it to the Capitals. Of course, the Caps have one of the best players in the league in Ovechkin, and he didn't disappoint. It was an awesome game and only the second game I've seen in it's entirety this year for the Pens. Crosby had 2 goals (one not really his) and Malkin had 2 assists. The winning goal came with less than a minute to play in the 3rd. It felt like playoff hockey, and I can't wait. Next Sunday on NBC, it'll be the Flyers. I hope we punch them in the mouth, too. The Pens look really good at times and could make a serious run for the cup.

The other meaning, and far more interesting to most of you, is that which would describe the sneaky good drunk you get with a simple brew called Trash Can Punch. Yes, kids, I think we're going to have another Trash Can Punch party. We had one several years ago, and Craig composed the killer concoction then which knocked out several revelers. One of the better quotes of the evening: "I'm just eating the fruit"- famous last words before the infamous boot and rally. Although, I don't really remember a rally.

The reason behind the Trash Can Punch party is a very good one. You see, if all goes well in the next few days, me and the soon-to-be Mrs. Nash will be closing on a nice new house on the 31st. It's a sweet lil' crib, and one we will call home for many years. Last night, while we were out dining and celebrating with the Colleys, Crooks, and Faldons, we decided that the house-warming party should be no less than spectacular. What better way to do that than to watch people get punched by the spectacularly potent trash can full of fruit, juice, and liquor? I know, I can't think of one either. We also started the composition of the playlist for the evening which will include favorites such as Abba, Def Leppard, Van Halen, and many others. After all, the punch makes you feel like you're in high school again, why not listen to the music from that era, eh? Please send suggestions for the playlist to the blog, as we're as giddy as Puerto Rican schoolgirls waiting in the concert line for Menudo. The date has yet to be set, but fear not, I will post it.