Freshly awoken from his short 14 hours sleep, Rick Carpiniello peels his back off of his beloved 12 years old leather recliner and sets out to find his reading glasses, but not before finishing off the last 2 chef boyardee raviolis left over from the night before. Rick browses through his Twitter feed and checks his colleagues timeline to see if there have been any breaking news or new columns worthy of his time to quote tweet a snarky barely coherent incomplete sentence. Disappointed to find nothing new, he curses at his life size promotional card board cut out of will smith from Men in black 2 as he's now faced with the obstacle of having to engage in sports journalism before he's even had his first gallon of Arizona ice tea. "Not now, I need a break from this. I spent the last 2 weeks critiquing Shakespeare's Hamlet in a .txt notepad file, I deserve a getaway." Disgruntled, Rick looks at his calendar in search of an open time slot to plan a getaway. After studying his schedule filled with only red box movie rental return reminder dates for the rest of the month, Rick gleefully books a 3 day and 2 night stay at his local holiday inn conveniently located right beside the 24-hour golden corral and begins to plan his itinerary to maximize his buffet time slots with his complimentary continental breakfast so he doesn't have to stop chewing the whole time he's away. "I've earned this", Rick mutters to himself as the 12 pack great value hot dogs explode in his microwave, signaling yet another delicious start to his week. "But wait, how will Ranger fans stay subscribed to my Athletic column if I am away?" Rick stares blankly into his own reflection in his powered off computer monitor pondering this impossible situation only to be snapped back to reality by the aroma of burnt hot dogs. "I know, Zibanejad. That'll cause a ruckus while I'm away." Amazed with his creativity, he glanced at his diploma from Phoenix Online Community College and amuses himself with the idea of a world without his journalistic excellence. "Could you imagine? Heh" he quipped as he puts the finishing touches on his tweet. Forgetting about a NMC and the center's love of the city, Rick punches into his flip phone, "don't be surprised if Zibanejad goes to Buffalo Rangers fan". Proud and happy with the work he's done, Rick sets off with his MapQuest directions to the long awaited holiday inn excursion. Right as the door was about to close behind him, he jams his foot in at the last moment. "As if I would make a rookie mistake of forgetting something this important" he said with a grin as he picks up the all important 2KG bottle of ice tea powder wondering how this day could get any better.
