That's what Jose termed the little party I threw last night, here on Asher Street in Bay Park. Not as fancy as martinis and hor d'oevres, and not as casual as beer and snacks; we were right in between with wine and appetizers. We played Dirty Minds, Taboo, and Trivial Pursuit, which is no easy feat considering law students are all very competitive and contentious and tend to analyze everything. Everybody was very receptive to some fried wontons I prepared on a whim. I love cooking and entertaining. I don't really mind the cleaning part much, unless it's red wine spilled on the white carpet, which at 3:00 AM I was on hands and knees trying to get out with a sponge soaked in Woolite.
Finally, justice for the Canadians as Jamie Sale and David Pelletier get to share the gold medal. I think it's as good a solution as any, one which did not occur to me. In such a situation, nothing was going to be resolved properly. The Russians now feel like their victory was illegitimate and the Canadians never reaped in the full gratification of a crowning Olympic moment. It's like they say, it's a win that will go down in history books with an asterisk. But I like seeing the Canadian pair beaming in all the pictures, rather than stoic or having their faces buried in their hands.
I'm very glad for Alexei Yagudin's gold medal win, and I hope the judges are that gracious with Michelle Kwan's marks later this week.
posted by Lucy Sloan @ 1:10 PM
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