Quiet Weekend...

Well, it's fair to say that I wasn't too keen with the idea about being on the computer this weekend. I couldn't really bring myself to write at all. Or surf. I did come on to write an e-mail or two and check the news & sports.

Speaking of which... how 'bout that Shaun Wright-Phillips signing?? Woo hoo! I don't know where they're gonna put him, but it creates that form of competition for jobs that'll make Chelsea even better! Granted, it could all just backfire and have angry, discontent players who aren't playing a whole lot. Lampard, Robben, Duff, Makelele, Wright-Phillips, Joe Cole, Jarosik, Tiago... goodness! Can't wait 'til my Robben shirt gets here in August!

Right... well, the local bar/pub here in Langdon, the Wildfire, was a little bit more of a place I'd like to frequent after Saturday night. It was busy and there were some good lookin' girls workin' there. All it took was a good Saturday night. Nice. I got pretty wrecked that night. Found that guy that wanted to shark me that other time I was there and we ended up teaming up to play a couple guys for quite a while. He couldn't beat me before and so he thought teaming up would be better. Well, we ended up playing a couple of 19 & 20 year olds... don't play pool much, so we waxed them a bit. Ol' buddy, I can't even remember his name, he was overly serious about playing... kind of a bummer. Anyways... then we played a couple girls as well 'cuz they wanted to take the table from us or something. Beat them as well... then after the second or third game, some guy comes up to Ol' buddy and wanted a piece of him 'cuz Ol' buddy apparently called this guy's sister a whore the week before or something... so Ol' buddy got a good slap to the face and what could have been quite a bit more if there wasn't people getting in the way. I tried to stand in there, but my thin 5'11" frame didn't compare to the 6'4" gorillas (these guys were HUGE), so I didn't try TOO hard. I can't really say that I would have been too intent on sticking up for Ol' buddy, 'cuz he sure wasn't denying anything. HA!

So, I bailed outta there by 1am... still rather conscious, surprisingly. The walk home was okay... I had the Arcade Fire on my MP3 player and I was half-singing to myself for the 15-20 minute journey home. A nice night to be out in shorts... quite comfy.

This morning I woke up with a giant headache. Oh man... I would have loved to have slept it off, but no luck.

Oh yeah, a few of the ball team and kids had a small practice on Saturday as well. Very enjoyable... legs didn't want to work this morning, that's for sure.

So, headache and legs that wouldn't move very fast. A great start to the Sunday. I dug a hole in the backyard for my Mom to plant more flowers, we went to Strathmore for an hour, came back and I went to bed for an hour to get rid of my headache. It worked! Hooray! When I got back up, it was time to play horseshoes with the neighbours and then BBQ in the backyard and that pretty much was my quiet weekend.

The Stampede is now over and I didn't make it to any of it. Huh. That's kind of a shame... I didn't really have anyone to go with, no one was about and well... that would have still taken some motivation to drink more expensive beer when I could drink less expensive beer and get trashed. A much better plan for the unemployed.

I also got the wheels in motion for this year's hockey pool. Now it's time to drum up some particpants and I think we only had something like 18 for the last working season. What a shame. Gotta get back up over 20 again... it makes for such a better draft.

Well, tomorrow is probably gonna be when I hear more about everything. Fingers crossed... I'm pretty sure I could do a sales job. Yeah... how hard can it be?

How do you like my temporary header for the webpage? It's fun to play with Photoshop. I have one more I'll probably post soon and I have an idea for another one on top of that. Fun!

Right, well, I want to get this off and get to bed before midnight. I did have a few more beers today while throwing a few shoes, so I have alcohol fatigue... to the bedmobile!