Please take the time to enjoy Dave's new blog documenting the insanity that is being a Buffalo Bill's season ticket holder who lives in Boston.

Here is a small taste, check him out at

Tomorrow morning, I’m going to get up, take my wife to work, and drive 454 miles to watch a meaningless preseason football game.

And, over the next four months, I’m planning on making the trip seven more times.

454 miles. Seven hours, give or take. The stretch of Interstate 90 between Boston, Mass. and Buffalo, N.Y. is very well-known to me… and by now, maybe a little bit too well-known.

via And so it begins, or, an ode to the Pike and Thruway.