Headed to the initial planning meeting for my 20-year high school reunion tonight. Hard to believe it’s been that long. We were so young. Our dreams were as large as the sky. As my classmate and friend Paul said in his senior quote: “As I stand on the shore of life, a hurricane of opportunity calls my name.” Blah, blah, blah. The more things change, all that shit.
Well, except I’m fatter and balder. But I also make a hell of a lot more money.
No, I’m really looking forward to it. I even picked the same restaurant we used for the first meeting planning the 10-year. I anticipate a fine and productive time.
Yeah, so after the meeting, I’m going to beat up some hookers and deal some blow. Loves me some Grand Theft Auto. (I played III and Vice City; I actually skipped/missed San Andreas altogether.) On the first Xbox 360 title in the series seems like an ideal time to jump back in (and it sounds like a top-notch effort).
You might also like:
- MySpace strikes again
This time I heard from Rusty, a classmate I haven’t seen since our ten-year reunion. In high school … - Visiting 1980
One must always maintain one’s connection to the past and yet ceaselessly pull away from it. To rema… - Books this year
You know, I said no resolutions, but this probably counts. 2010 was many things for me, but it was n… - Hey, Bob Jones Class of ’88!
It’s that time. Yes, we flipped that tassel from the left to the right almost 20 years ago. I know i… - You haven’t been to class all semester!
A friend posted this morning on Facebook about a dream she had. It was one about being back in schoo…