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I was reading Mangopunch’s blog, and since I’m wanting to blog yet at a loss of words, I’m totally stealing her post idea on letting you all in on a few randoms:
*I love meeting other people who don’t eat anything they swim with.
*Just watched my first episode of Lost (the pilot, of course) the other night. If the “thing” is a dinosaur, I’m done.
*Realizing I own far too many black shirts.
*Had our laptop stolen. Along with years and years of pictures 
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*I really, really like rice.
*JP used “LOL” the other day. LOL.
*I don’t bother to update my “status” on social networks.
*Wishes texting while driving was illegal in Florida.
*Wondering why AT&T can’t get a tech to my casa to install U-Verse (cable and internet) until October!?
*Think it’s a teeny bit sweet when JP wants me to walk on the ‘inside’ (away from the street) of the road/sidewalk.
*Pulling weeds is kind of therapeutic.
*Had my first conference call to catch up with friends. Why didn’t we think of this before? I’m so 2000-and late.
*Tried Sprite Zero; it is inferior to Sprite.
*Admires crafty people. As in those who sew, knit, paint, etc.
Oy. My head is hurting. There must be some heavy stuff in there. Or maybe just annoying stuff. Just stuff. Stuff the likes of:
-growing up is weird.
-when I die, I would like to have enough money to donate to public radio. I heart NPR.
-I just threw away a pair of jeans that I really liked. JP thinks I own far too many pairs of jeans. I think he’s wrong.
-The Road by Cormac McCarthy. The lack of punctuation in contractions like “hadnt” and “cant” is slightly irksome, but understandably stylish. (I just Googled this book, and apparently it will be a movie as well very soon…)
-I never thought I’d own a cat. I mean, one that I really like.
-for the past 2 years, my 4th of July holiday has not included any fireworks. Tear, tear.
-sarcasm & humor is almost better than sweet & salty.
-pianos are cool. Too bad I got stuck with organ lessons as a kid. I know, don’t ask.
I’m still in shock. The world is crying. Ed McMahon. Farrah Fawcett. And Michael Jackson, the King of Pop. I can’t say for certain, but I think the Afterlife just got funnier, sexier and musically enhanced x 1000. Rest in peace.
Crashed a wedding? Check. (At the Omni Hotel in Jacksonville.)
Crashed a class reunion? Check. (Awww, DB.)
I avoided my 10-year class reunion – and I have no regrets. I didn’t want to a) pay $100 to recreate prom but with an open bar, and b) go through the hum-drum of name dropping all the activities I’ve been up to in the last 10 years. Seriously. Why are we surprised when someone has 2 kids at 28? Or has become a lawyer, or a fireman? Or if a person has moved to a particular state? Just because they were a cheerleader doesn’t mean we should be surprised that they’re not still cheerleading.
Anywho, I think crashing someone else’s class reunion is a better deal. Nobody knows you. You can bullsh*t all you want. You can be a doctor or rock star, or struggling artist or surfer. Whatever. Of course, the people at the reunion I crashed knew me…sort of. I went to my bro/sis’ Class of 89′ DBHS reunion, so all their friends knew me. It was fun/ny to see their reaction as they probably remembered me something a la below (funny how that same haircut is quite en vogue now, huh!?). Yes, I’ve grown about 3 feet since you last saw me.
So, the class-reunion-that-wasn’t-my-own-class-reunion was fun. For one, I got to see CK2 who was in town from Portland, OR, and that’s always a good thing 
And, I didn’t have to delve more than 3″ into myself the whole night meaning I could stick to my drink and random discussions about random things. I listened to everyone talk about their jobs and kids and significant others, and how much they loved/hated each one a little bit. I got to see a lot of my brothers’ friends that I hadn’t seen in a long, long time.
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