At this rate the entire northeast is going to feel like it’s suffering from Athlete’s foot. After a very very wonderful practice (undeserved by the way because may I recommend you have a meal and some of the 28+ beers on tap at The Dirty Truth in Northampton MA?)I am off to NYC to spend the afternoon with my friend. My hair is so upset with this weather that I have to keep it in a very tight braid like a Bolivian grandma from the altiplano minus the bowler hat. Maybe Panchamama is trying to rinse out all this grime we cover it with.