
I disappeared into playoff hockey for the last few weeks. When the Rangers are playing, it’s unavoidable. It’s better when the other local teams aren’t in it, not counting the Islanders. It’s tough to consider them local. That’s to say…
So I’ve slept in. Which is curious because by 8AM the boys are usually “starrrrving” let alone 9. I come down the steps and they’re both munching on waffles. “Joey made the waffles himself daddy!” “YEAH! I even let dem…