A fine mist of rain seems to have to taken residence in the area, but I cannot say for sure as I have not been outside of yet. With temperatures hovering around 50 degrees this most certainly isn't summer rain. There will be no splashing in puddles, the smell of thunder, rain drops the size of areolas nor rainbows. Thankfully the days activities will be strictly indoors.

We are midway through the NFL's annual restock of talent known as the Draft, but the lack of trades has lead to an especially uneventful day. But I am merely bidding my time until tonight's Celtics-Pacers' tilt at the new Garden. Opening round of the NBA playoffs... it's FANTASTIC! (I haven't been keeping up-to-date on David Stern's latest marketing ploy so I'm sticking with what I know.)

It should be a grand ole time. Especially considering that I am going with quite the motley assortment of people: 1) this dude from work, who may or may not be friends with the girl I was trying to insert myself into 2) the roommate of a friend who is a good guy, but didn't know his name until a month ago and 3) my editor friend Geoff, who's the closest thing I got to a wing-man 'round these parts. I was supposed to go with two other friends, but something came up so I was left with the dream team. I guess our common denominator will be rooting on the Celtics and checking out the cute girls on the Jumbo-Tron in some sort of altered state.

Oh, and my roommate is having her b-day bash tonight. I feel bad that I am going to miss the start of the party, but the Celts winning the Atlantic and clinching home-court doesn't happen every year. Actually I had bought the tickets back in May when they first went on sale and just my luck it would happen to be on the same day.

Let's go Green!