Excuses

Professor Farnsworth adequately sums up my feelings towards playing floor hockey tonight:

Farnsworth: Forget it, I'm not going! I have my reasons! Shut up, all of you! My hip hurts! I'm in the middle of cooking a turkey! I have warranty cards to fill out! I am not just making excuses! Alright, I'll go!

Objectively speaking, there is no reason I should be playing tonight with my headcold. Subjectively speaking, I love floor hockey. And it just wouldn't be my 21st Birthday if I didn't do something that is both fun and recklessly dangerous in the evening. Since floor hockey is both more fun and less dangerous (to me anyway) than drinking, floor hockey it is.