Chris Walsh (chris_walsh) wrote,
Chris Walsh

Not as social as I'd thought

It's only fairly recently I learned the term "Irish Exit, which is both a Steelers bar on Manhattan's East Side and the way to leave an event without telling anybody. (Buzzfeed helpfully explains it here!) I understand it, though I still feel a little weird using it. I used it Sunday.

I was reasonably slightly social this weekend, first on Friday, then on Sunday, both at Funemployment Radio events. Friday night Sarah Dylan and Greg Nibler hosted the "FER Listener Prom" at the Bossanova Ballroom — 90s-themed, with 90s music playing and scenes from the films Friday, Never Been Kissed and She's All That projected above the stage. It was my first time in Bossanova, and I made sure to explore the nooks and crannies. It was built decades before ADA rules — I don't even know if there's an elevator — so there were plenty of nooks and crannies. And I visited with friends and fellow FER listeners. Lisa Wood, of the late great Big-Ass Sandwiches, was there, and we had a long talk. A LOUD TALK, TOO, because music. She let me know what she and Brian have been up to since selling the restaurant (someone else will open a place there — eventually). It was good to see her and hear their updates.

I'm glad I went to the Prom. I'm also glad I left when I did; I knew I wasn't up for the full night, though I was there for three hours.

I got out again Saturday night for Star Trek Beyond. I even blogged about it.

It was Sunday when I started to feel less social. I went out again, this time to Landmark Saloon (an easy bus ride from where I live) for FER's latest Cornhole tournament. It's a monthly summer event, hanging out with the good people who listen to FER while some of those good people throw bags at holes. But I eventually decided: that day, I wasn't up for being more social. Also I wasn't playing Cornhole and didn't want to get food or a drink. I was mainly reading and avoiding being near some people having conversations I didn't want to listen in on, and when I realized that's what I was mainly doing, I made an Irish Exit.

As I said, I felt a little weird using it, but it turned out to be good timing: I waited only a minute for the bus.

I can be more social. I'll have other chances to be.
Tags: peregrinations, portland

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