This weekend was busy. I took Friday off and went home on Thursday so I could make it to Dave Gruden's wedding. Then it turned out that Thursday was my old high school's graduation. So Gilbert, Dave Welling, and I went to that. It was long, boring, and a waste of time. But I'm kinda glad I went, so I could watch a few old friends graduate. The poor bastards. After that, we bummed around for a while and did nothing in particular. On Friday I woke up at noon and sat around until it was time to get ready for the wedding. I rang the church bell for it. Danielle was crying for most of the service. The weather was beautiful, and everything went off without a hitch. Except for Dave, who got hitched. (I should leave the puns for someone with wit, but I can't resist.) My dad's sermon was short and sweet, and we got out of there in half an hour. Then we (my parents and I) went to the reception. I really should have driven separately. Some old high school friends who graduated with me were there, and it would have been fun to drink with them, but I didn't really think it through before I left. As it was, I got to visit with the old RadioShack gang, and say hi to the highschool people. After we ate and the cake got cut, my parents decided to leave, so I congratulated Dave and went home. I should have stayed. Oh well.
Saturday I went to a few parties. First was Craig's graduation party, which was at my church's hall, and as the parsonage is next to the hall, and as I live in the parsonage because my dad is the pastor, all I had to do was roll out of bed, pull on some clothes, and stumble out my back door to be there. We (Craig and various other Monroe friends) sat around for a while and shot the shit, then when his party was wrapping we all headed out to another friend's party. We basically did the same thing there. I made my first audioblog from there. (Those will be fairly rare, as I have no cell phone, and no long distance on my dorm phone.) Then we went to Mike's, for his first party since he's been back. We swam for a while, then I played some ping-pong with Welling, beating him 6 times in a row. Then it was just sitting around the fire with marshmallows and so on. Partying with the Monroe friends is fun an all, but not having alcohol is really a drag. Not really even getting drunk, but having a beer around that bonfire would have been perfect. Oh well. After a while I went home. Today I did absolutely nothing. I got ready to come back to the 'dale, then went to Welling's to hang out for a bit before I headed out. Now I'm back.
On suggestion from Dan, I'm going to link to various other people. This is basically going to involve dumping the contents of my "blog" bookmark folder into the template. Bookmark folders in Firefox are nice because all I need to do is click on "open in tabs" and every bookmark in that folder starts openning. With so many bookmarks, it really bogs the machine down for a few seconds, but it's too convenient to pass up. Anyway, I'm done.
3 comments:
Glad to hear it's a drag to hang out with us when you don't have beer Carl.
At least if you come to Jason's you'll be able to liquor up.
No! That came out wrong. It's a drag not being able to have a beer at those perfect moments, like around a campfire and so on. Other than that, I don't mind.
Sorry, C. It was 5am, I've been mad at the world, and I overreacted.
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