My friend travels for her job. She was back here in the early fall, but for some family obligations. That's when she told me she would be in town to work the first full week of January. That's when I was already formulating in my mind what we could and do when she was back and maybe had more time to do things.
I do not know if it was made before or after my friend told me she would be back in town now, but around this time (I guess) I realized that my alma mater's basketball teams would be playing the U. here this weekend. First of all, I don't understand how both of my teams are playing here at the same weekend; that's a weird scheduling quirk that I can't believe just lined up that way. Second, with that, "uh," opportunity, does that mean that both teams travelled here and will travel back on the same plane so they can save money? But I've gone off on a tangent. I have to see my alma mater's teams when they play in town ... unless my friend wants to do something else. But luckily for me, we both went to the same college, so maybe she would want to go to these Games, too? She said she had time for the men's Game, which was last/Friday night, but not the women's Game, which is tomorrow/Sunday afternoon. I will presume she can't make it tomorrow because she is busy with work.
Again, I wish these things happened on separate weeks, but I am managing to both go to the Games I want to go to and see my friend. But there is another thing that I realized is also happening this week, and this I think was scheduled for a year: The Twin Cities Auto Show. This show was in March for as long as I can remember, with the exception of the COVID years, where I think I didn't go one year and the other year I went when it was held at the State Fairgrounds late spring or early summer. I always go, but by the time I realized it was happening the same week as my alma mater's b-ball teams and my friend being here for work, I quickly concluded that I can't go. I'm just too busy and tired. And (and this could be rationalizing) the auto show has changed since the manufacturers stopped printing out brochures for us to take. Not saying that I no longer have any fun there, but my stays at the show have shortened because I can't pamphlet-hunt. I'm not upset that I am passing this up.
Now, all this ICE bullshit is complicating everything. I haven't yet heard they are in downtown Minneapolis, but I am spooked enough that, if I had the time to go, I would hesitate. Meanwhile, I invited my friend to this speakeasy tonight. She might be busy hanging out with another friend. But I have to be honest and say I am nervous because this place is much closer to the site of that murder by that ICE incel on Wednesday. Finally, even though I went to the U. last/Friday night and will tomorrow/Sunday afternoon, I am scared of going there too because, who knows, I could be stopped, or worse.
So maybe I shouldn't kvetch over three things all happening at the same time because of fascism. To be candid, I didn't think my blog post would veer this way. Oh well.
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