The “Oh never mind” portion of the previous entry's title turned out to be prescient, as an hour after I posted it, I got a message from the person organizing our team saying that it had been cancelled for lack of team signing up. There was another meetup event nearby so I jumped in on that to fill the evening, heading down to Depot Town in Ypsilanti to play some pool. I sucked, as usual, but it was a low key, fun time, even if I wasn't feeling particularly social.
Saturday was a highly social day, what with running down to Toledo in the afternoon to go to a Kentucky Derby Party I've attended the last few years. Last week, I attended a hockey game with the hosts, and my friend Heather had an ice cream sundae, thinking that if Toledo were to lose that game, she might not have another opportunity until October. Fortunately, the Walleye won last weekend. In addition, her ice cream made me crave ice cream and got me thinking about an ice cream float, and since I was going back down to their house to watch the Derby, an event associated with Kentucky bourbon, my mind floated to the idea of a Jack and Coke float. So en route to their place this Saturday, I grabbed a 12 pack of Coke and a half gallon of vanilla ice cream. Turns out they didn't have Jack, so I made do with Ezra (some other bourbon brand, which I'd never heard of, since I'm not too much a fan of bourbon – I passed on the traditional mint julep!). Scoop of ice cream, a bit of the bourbon poured in, Coca-Cola poured over that, and the result was a nice, tasty, alcoholic foam. All in all a success, but I did limit myself to one.
I'd considered spending the evening in Toledo to go see another playoff hockey game, but decided that I wanted the end of night drive to be just 15 minutes rather than the hour it takes to return from Toledo. As such, I came back to Ann Arbor for a Cinco de Mayo party, with a goodly number of people I know in attendance. It was fun, but I was aware, once again, of how much I can blow hot and cold in social situations, sometime coming across as an extrovert, sometime being a wallflower. I can surprise people I've known for a while when I tell them I think of myself as a rather introverted person, because they've only seen me out and about and engaged., as opposed to a day like today, where it's 2 PM, I haven't accomplished anything yet, and I may well not do anything the rest of the day. I spent part of the evening in lively conversation, and much of the evening just kind of people watching, from a spot right in the middle of it all, but somehow removed from the conversations swirling around me.
For the record, the blog title is derived from the Marillion song "Chelsea Monday".
In soccer terms, I'm a fan of the English Premier team Tottenham Hotspur, aka Spurs. Right now they're in 4th place in the league, with two games to go. The top 4 get to participate in the Champions League competition, of the best European teams, a lucrative tournament that would help the team afford both the costs of its new stadium opening up this fall, as well as player/personnel moves needed to better the team. Right behind them, though, is another London based team, Chelsea, who were playing Liverpool today. Chelsea won that game, to come within 2 points of Spurs, setting up a very nervy last week of the season for us Spurs fans. On the good side, Liverpool's loss means that Spurs could overtake them for third. It's all mixed up right now.
And that has been your way too long explanation for why I entitled this post Chelsea Sunday. You might have been listening to some Beatles instead, had Liverpool taken care of their business and done Spurs a favor in the mean time.