Tuesday, June 20, 2006
Matt's gone!!!
But he lives on in our hearts. And, um, in Houston too. Uh, yeah. We watched the game last night in a pub called the Toad 'n' Turtle Pubhouse and Grill. Directly above where we were sitting was an enormous brass sculpture of a turtle, or tortoise (whatever), adhered to the wall but looking precariously like it wanted to crush one of the waitresses under its enormous mass. Once again, if I had a camera, you'd have a picture. I know how all of you like pictures with your reading material, right?
So the Oilers lost, and I can honestly say with the way that Carolina was playing last night, they deserved it. It was heart breaking for those players, but they certainly played their hearts out...in the third period. Wow! It's going to be kind of hard getting through the rest of June with out hockey (yes, it's sarcasm). Good game, though, good game.
Afterwards, Matt and I drove around so he could enjoy a bit of Calgary before heading back to the hotel for a snooze. He was also determined to find some sort of fictional beer that he made up. I did, however, do a quick search for it on the internet and found Tree Hophead out of Kelowna, BC. It's an India pale ale out of BC, Canada. I don't get it, but I'll try to find some for you, Matt.
Well, it was fun while it lasted, but Matt's gone. And now Roger's gone, too. Not out of Calgary, but he got himself a house and is moving in today. Good for him! It's a house that I looked at for him while he was in Victoria getting ready to turn fifty, and I highly approved of it to the point of wanting to trade. Seriously! Now it's just me and my roomy until he moves, and I'm told that that may be very soon, too.
On the way home there was a woman waiting for the c-train wearing one of those ear pieces for her cell phone. She was a good head and a half shorter than I am, and she spoke a language that I couldn't recognize into the mic. What was interesting about her was that she was very expressive and gestured constantly as if who she was talking to needed the motion enhancement to totally appreciate the depths of the speakers meaning. She continued to talk while we crammed onto the crowded train, and was forced up against an elderly woman sitting on the train. Funnily, the little lady continued to speak into her mic over the sitting woman's head...
Turns out the woman I call "sitting woman" was also "cranky woman" and told "cell phone woman" that she was being very annoying. "Cell phone woman" continued to talk but in hushed tones. Hmmm.
Anyway, it's time to go and count the minutes till Thursday night.
So the Oilers lost, and I can honestly say with the way that Carolina was playing last night, they deserved it. It was heart breaking for those players, but they certainly played their hearts out...in the third period. Wow! It's going to be kind of hard getting through the rest of June with out hockey (yes, it's sarcasm). Good game, though, good game.
Afterwards, Matt and I drove around so he could enjoy a bit of Calgary before heading back to the hotel for a snooze. He was also determined to find some sort of fictional beer that he made up. I did, however, do a quick search for it on the internet and found Tree Hophead out of Kelowna, BC. It's an India pale ale out of BC, Canada. I don't get it, but I'll try to find some for you, Matt.
Well, it was fun while it lasted, but Matt's gone. And now Roger's gone, too. Not out of Calgary, but he got himself a house and is moving in today. Good for him! It's a house that I looked at for him while he was in Victoria getting ready to turn fifty, and I highly approved of it to the point of wanting to trade. Seriously! Now it's just me and my roomy until he moves, and I'm told that that may be very soon, too.
On the way home there was a woman waiting for the c-train wearing one of those ear pieces for her cell phone. She was a good head and a half shorter than I am, and she spoke a language that I couldn't recognize into the mic. What was interesting about her was that she was very expressive and gestured constantly as if who she was talking to needed the motion enhancement to totally appreciate the depths of the speakers meaning. She continued to talk while we crammed onto the crowded train, and was forced up against an elderly woman sitting on the train. Funnily, the little lady continued to speak into her mic over the sitting woman's head...
Turns out the woman I call "sitting woman" was also "cranky woman" and told "cell phone woman" that she was being very annoying. "Cell phone woman" continued to talk but in hushed tones. Hmmm.
Anyway, it's time to go and count the minutes till Thursday night.
