20 Years Gone...

Just when I was convinced the world is only nice to the smug nasty asses, I attended my 20 year high school reunion and was reminded there is a god. While I am far from perfect, OMG it could be worse! Clearly, wrinkles form freely on those who considered themselves unbeatably pretty and too good for the masses in high school. This is god’s, (yes, I say god because I now believe there is a score keeper) wonderful and fulfilling way of letting those of us who may not have "varsity cheerleader" on our resume, feel pretty damn good about how it all turned out! I know, I know, how caddy and shallow, but fuck it, it is true and we all feel it at the old reunion...I mean really, why else attend? To reconnect with long lost friends? Hell no! Those lost friends are lost for a reason!
On a positive nice girl note..there was one girl there I was happy to see–she was really cool in HS and was a barn friend of mine. She was still awesome, has a wife of 12 years (wha was also really cool) and is an actual quality girl...plus she shared this great memory she had of me and Risky which really made my night...after all his name is tattooed on me arse, I think I loved him!

Some other high-lights of the night included Denise’s husband being voted by the crew to be the "hottest husband" there...heh...OJ being relentlessly clung to by "Gluby"( aka, the heinous drunken mistake on the senior trip to Hawaii...) And me driving into the valet (feeling real special in my sporty lil’ car) THE WRONG DIRECTION! Yep...

I also hear the food was good...all I know is the cocktails were tasty...