Wednesday 15 January 2003

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    Last week was an unusual week.  One day alone I had Patrick Conley, Eric Dworshak, and my old IB counsellor all show up at my work.  Talk about your hs flashbacks. 


    It turns out that my old counsellor is now working for the Heard Museum in Scottsdale, where they will be putting one of our framed suede Arizona maps in a lecture room.  It found out that before becoming a counsellor for the IB program he was a geography teacher.  Now that he's retired he's back to doing geography lectures at the Heard.  That's pretty cool. 


    Patrick has apparently returned from college in the Pacific NW somewhere.  He was surprised to see that I don't look any different than I did in '94.  He's gained some height and weight since I last saw him at the end of his junior year.  Patrick was one of the people with whom I played world conquest games in hs, so seeing him in a map store seemed right somehow. 


    And Eric, well I seem to see him every Monday right now while he's out of work.  Considering how we see each other so rarely otherwise, I've been letting him keep me from my Monday chores.  He was in for a book that he couldn't find cheaper anywhere else.  He used to scare Patrick and his friends away from me so we could hang out.  And even though coinsidence left Eric behind Patrick in line that day at my register, they chose not to even greet each other.  Sigh.  Old memories die hard I guess.  I've always been disappointed when friends of mine can't get along with each other.  Oh well. 


    It did cause Eric to discuss this past Monday how hs reunions are good for networking.  I just think that if that's what he's so interested in, then he ought to have renewed his acquantenceship with Patrick.  Who knows what kind of networking that could have led to for him?


    So, yes, this was a catch-up entry.  Tomorrow I'll be going to Eric's condo in Mesa for his first home-cooked turkey dinner.  How did I get the privledge of being one of his guiness pigs?  He'd normally never get the opportunity to be home all day to cook a turkey and all the fixin's, so I think he's decided to take advantage of his being out of work for the momment. 


    At least it sounds like he's actually looking.  He's always mentioning new places he's applied at when I see him, and treats old ones I bring up as old news.  Whenever I see Monte he's still mentioning the same places, and still waiting for answers from old ones I bring up.  But then again, I shouldn't really be surprised.  Eric is a go getter, and Monte is a sloth. 


    Bill used to be a sloth, too, but now that he's a workin' man he seems to be changing.  He's starting to resemble the Bill I knew in college.  But I touched on that last night.


    One thing I did leave out was how the Latina greeter seemed interested in my Christmas gift from Bill.  When we showed it to her upon request, she didn't recognise it.  When we told her what part of the movie it was from, she said, "Yeah, I remember that scene.  Yoda was a badass!  He's a total thug."  You should have seen the look on Bill's face when she said that.  Total surprise and shock were his that momment.  As he stammered, "I've never heard him refered to quite like that before," she replied, "He's a thug.  You know.  He's a soldier."  As she laughed at his reaction, Bill and I cracked into song.  I'm Yoda. I'm a soldier...I thought I toldja. I got the distinct impression that she hadn't heard the song before, which made it all the more amazing.  True story.