It's not hockey!

The Mets won tonight!

I'll keep it short, because I'm exhausted. Jose Reyes went 3-for-4, and all three hits were for extra bases. Ike Davis and Jason Pridie each hit homeruns; Pridie's was the difference in the game. The Mets were off to a slow start, playing catch-up the first two innings, and falling behind again in the fifth, but they came back in the sixth and held on. Niese threw well over a hundred pitches over five and two-thirds-plus, I believe -- the scorebook is too far from me right now -- and so the game dragged on forever. The final score was 6-3.

When I went to get a warm drink -- it was chilly because it's only May and the wind made it worse -- I took my scorebook with me. The guy behind me in line was impressed that I was keeping score even as I was waiting for food.

(But the Canucks have a chance to advance tomorrow, as do the Sharks on Sunday, each in their home cities. Boston successfully swept Philadelphia in Beantown. YAY!)

Going to bed now. I may or may not head up to the Cloisters for some photoshoots tomorrow afternoon. I think I'm too tired to make a proper decision.

The Cloisters.

Y'know, before today, I've never actually been up there. So I went with Es, Kat, Ginny, and Monty. Megan and Laura, you were missed.

IT'S KINDA GORGEOUS, BY THE WAY. And Theresa, ooooh, there was this one section of it, I walked in and my jaw hit the floor. Y'know the part when Denna drags Richard along to do devotions? Yeah, my mental image of that pool exists in real life. It was exactly how I pictured it! I asked Kat to get some video of it for me, so hopefully that's up soon. We spent a couple of hours looking around the museum. The gardens were my favorite part.

And then we took pictures, because that's what we were there for. Herp derp.

Eventually, we headed back, got a bit at Port Authority, and Es and I wandered home eventually, though we didn't really want to. We wanted to hang out and do things but it was just about nine, so everything was closing up.

The Canucks lost 4-3, sending the series back to Nashville for Game Six. However, they still lead the series 3-2. But, this cool thing happened: Sean Avery speaks out for gay rights. :D Hell yeah! He's not my favorite dude, of course, but damned if he didn't move up a bunch of ranks with this.

I'm pretty tired, so I'll probably hit the hay soon. Tomorrow I'm staying home, so I get to clean, which will be glorious because it's become an absolute sty in here. When I'm done with that, I'll likely curl up with The Chronicles of Narnia, which I've started to re-read from the very beginning. It's that pretty book that I bought way back in February, so it doesn't leave my bedside, therefore it's slow-going. But that just means I'll have awesome reading for a good while. :D