So I officially graduated. I got a souvenir cap and gown and a sunburn. After waiting in one of the halls for over an hour and sitting in the sun for another hour, I walked across the stage for a whole five seconds to get a thank you note from the school president. I walked next to Jesse, though. Somehow, after years of following her around the country we ended up in the same lineup. So how has graduating from college change my life? Hmm, well, I have another piece of paper to add to my ever growing pile of them. This one is leather and plastic bound though. I guess that counts for something. I’ll hang it up on my office wall one day, I guess. Along with my Presidential Physical Fitness award…
So we’re ready to go on another excursion to the great white north (upstate New York, that is). This will be the third year we’ve gone to Kelly’s dad’s for memorial day, so it’s become something of a tradition. I’m not looking forward to fighting traffic this evening, though. Hopefully we’ll get out early enough on Friday that we’ll be able to stop in PA for some incendiary devices. That would make it worthwhile. But for now I continue to ply my trade, brokering in bit and bytes. Yeah, well, that’s about the extent of it for now…
If you need some burn cream I know the best native medicine for you. Some pinon pine salve should do the trick. Just come on by to….hmmmmm where WILL I be in the next days, socal I guess. My brother has some sort of ridiculous graduation signifying the growth between 14 and 15, I think they call it 8th grade. Some sort of amazing right, another excuse to give away money and throw a party. Maybe 101 year old great grandma will come to bless him for his grave achievements.
Congrats on the cap and gown. Maybe you can potty train the little tyke with them. Get him hooked up with Jesse’s genius of a girl. That would be extra strange and kind of cool.
Through all my wanderings I finally remembered to contact you. Hope all is well. Enjoy Memorial Day.
C’est moi,
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lost in found
May 25th, 2007