Okay. So this little article won't really be incomplete. It's more just a spattering of thoughts.

As Darryl's recent post can attest to, Saturday night was, even for me "the party guy" as I was called tonight, a long night. The three stragglers, myself included had several interesting conversations, and probably more but by about 4:20ish I really started to fade. Anyway, we gottuh talkin' - hey, that's somewhat of a Canadianism is it not? - and as one might well expect, particularly when you have a party comprised of three males, the topic of women came up. Now, the three of us are pretty lame in that department, and none of us would deny that, but, we did discuss our war stories. When my time rolled around, we discussed my recent adventures and then concluded that women don't really approach things the same way that men do. Shocking revelation is it not? Anyway, the context was that I should have included some contact information on the plant that I sent to my old, for lack of a better word, acquaintance or crush. Whereas we men, or at least the three of us who were there, would have tracked down the other person in a similar situation: in a situation where we were given a "sweet" gift with a just a first and last name. Women, or so it now seems, are in most cases unlikely to do the same. And so, because of my lack of foresight, things haven't worked out, although I have no idea how she really felt about it.

So I'm playing soccer again. And, three games in I've gotten progressively better after a winter off. However, despite some fresh blood, the team has performed increasingly worse, or, hasn't improved over that span. And you know, it's hard to get motivated and to stay focused when your team is proving yet again that they're not prepared to help you out too far beyond the first half. The problem is, when you're the keeper, you have to keep going even when all others have given up because if you don't, it only reflects worse on yourself and your team. And what is more, there's only so much I can do when I'm seeing 12 - 15 breakaways a game. Usually, you might see 1 - 3. Oh yeah. I should also add that they haven't quite worked out that you can only compete if you score goals; you can only score goals if you take shots on net. Enough said.

One last passing thought. I heard some "interesting" feedback about myself tonight. I was told that some of my friends from school thought that I was mysterious. After they had left and I discussed this briefly with another friend, that is Nora, she said, and I'm paraphrasing, "you don't tell them anything, do you?", to which I replied, "no". And it's true. Unless I'm asked, I'm unlikely to throw in some story. Now, part of that is because I'm generally not very good at telling stories orally. The other issue is, in a fair-sized group situation where there are a few people who can carry a conversation, I'm unlikely to jump in and try and take over. I'll only "assume command" if no one else is. And speaking of "assuming command" when no one else is, what was that Lincoln was saying about a coup?