Tuesday, June 12

alum

this weekend was my 10th high school reunion. all i have to say is that most of the people i went to school with are bastards...but luckily there were a few nice people in the mix as well. here are some photos.

the first is a picture of me driving down. i look optimistic.






















so here we are...all three of us. my class had around 70 folks who graduated. we lost a few to teenage pregnancy...a few who failed out...but still there were 70 people invited to this event...three showed up.










it technically was not breaking and entering. just entering. this music lab did not exist when i went to school at bbs. now it does. what is funny is that this used to be the boys locker room area. now it is filled with future fags and fag hags. oh if the jocks could see their beloved room full of internalized homoerotic dreams...





this piano did exist...and it was never in a room of teenage hormones...well except for this one play. we were all backstage in this "green room" dressed in cheesy outfits. there were definately some raging hormones. anyway...
ah the memories of
playing a steinway. this old gal is slightly neglected now and out of tune.
bbs never really did appreciate a classic.



ah, sleep, drunken sleep. i survived...thank you jack.

Wednesday, June 6

to my graduating cousin

dear blair:

it seems like yesreday you were wearing olivia's dolls clothes, playing ninja turtles or power rangers, pushing olivia off the deck, watching bareny and so forth. (yeah, never introduce me to a girlfriend.)

at anyrate enjoy college. remember that mashed potatos are cheap and filling. cheap beer will get you just as drunk. soroity girls should be avoided, frats are full of homophobes and the library is where all the real action takes place.

also remember that there is a strong chance that what you set out to do will not be what you end up doing. g.w. just wanted to drive fast, take drugs and get rich - somehow he ended up president. moral? aim low and end up on top...just kidding. the moral is that, honestly, life is just starting. you are about to start living for real. keep an open mind and be willing to adapt, constantly learn and grow.

okay, that's all for now. oh, wait, if you need bail money, call aunt dawn - she'll keep the secret. oh, and do not do drugs or join a cult.

much love-
josh