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This weekend this blog is attending its 50th high school reunion. So blogging will resume later. If this blog can remember how.
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June 27, 2015
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Posted by: MOTW | June 27, 2015 at 09:59 AM
Dude! (you'll be hearing that a lot!!!)
Posted by: funny man | June 27, 2015 at 10:32 AM
Be cool, and don't forget who you are. Enjoy the music. Remember all the good times when Paul was still alive. Be open to learning math.
Posted by: manual tomato | June 27, 2015 at 10:33 AM
Right!
(or maybe left...)
Posted by: JG | June 27, 2015 at 10:35 AM
That was mean, Manual.
I mean, would you like being compared to or
mistaken for the world's
oldest zombieself-proclaimed song writer?
Posted by: funny man | June 27, 2015 at 10:52 AM
Ha ha - didn't get me, manual.
Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me four hundred times, whatever.
What were we talking about again?
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | June 27, 2015 at 11:24 AM
*SMACKS* manual. I went to my 30th high school reunion a few years ago. It was really nice seeing everyone again but the highlight of my evening was seeing the head cheerleader. Back in the day she was a real snot. Without going into specifics, let's just say she was the oldest looking one there and we thought we were going to have to give her two chairs to sit in, iykwim. On the plus side she was a lot nicer.
Posted by: nursecindy | June 27, 2015 at 12:01 PM
I went to my 30th and missed my 40th. At the 30th, a couple of old neighborhood buddies had a woman I didn't know come to my table, sit down and say, "hey, remember me...you must...I never told you!" I'll just tell you she was insinuating I had had sex with her in HS and she had our child. I was just now informing of all this at my table at the reunion! I was absolutely aghast!
When they let me off the hook, my buddy got a giant laugh to say the least. I was actually beginning to shake.
Posted by: manual tomato | June 27, 2015 at 12:11 PM
Wow how time goes by. Well you have fun Dave. You have a birthday coming up too pretty soon.
Posted by: Theresa | June 27, 2015 at 01:21 PM
I eschew such foolishness. Who want to hang around with all those old fogies with their Botox and Viagra.
Posted by: Loudmouth | June 27, 2015 at 03:32 PM
This reminds me of my retirement plan;
1- Get me one of them golfin hats,
2- Get me a big ole Cadilak,
3- Take thet Cadilak to a mechanic and have a govner installed an' set to 35 MPH,
4- Superglue the turn lever to the right,
5- put on my gofin hat and drive my Cadilak 'round the beltway, in the center lane, all day long.
Posted by: ImNotDave | June 27, 2015 at 04:57 PM