It's Not Easy Being Green

So, if you were to get a phone call this morning from your FIHP at the ACC asking whether you'd like two tickets to the Baby Leafs home opener tonight, and you said "Sure!" because you love hockey, but then you think to yourself who do I know who (a) likes hockey and (2) might be available on short notice and (C) isn't, you know, married or something; and you decide, what the hell and you call an acquaintance who you think is hot but that's besides the point; the point is, you're pretty sure about (a), you don't know about (2) but it's possible, and as far as (C) goes, well, he actually is married but his wife hasn't been seen (nor mentioned) in eight months; and even though you swore you'd never do somethin' stupid again you call him and, since he's not home, you leave a message, and he calls back a couple of hours later while you're out (naturally) and leaves you a message saying he can't make it tonight because his brother is coming in from out of town and they have plans, then adds, and I quote, "Now's not a very good time; I'm pretty busy these days," but then adds, and again I quote, "But that's not to say that down the road isn't a possibility," should you take that as a sign of encouragement, and invite him to the real Leafs game against Boston in a couple of weeks, for which you also have tickets, or should you apply the lesson you learned last winter and take that as a hint that he's not interested?

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In the next story, Postmodern Sass ponders some more on why her students do the things they do. Or, go here to learn what Sass learns about Boz from her friend Angela. And whether she invites him to that hockey game.