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I survived the first big event of my 20th reunion weekend - the Homecoming football game and the after-game party at the Warehouse Cafe.
Whatever cliquishness there was in high school had vanished by the 10th reunion, and by now had been obliterated. I stayed at the game until the end, even though it was a blowout win for us, with a bunch of other football players who wanted to watch the whole game.
We took over and closed down the bar, and everyone had a good sense of affection for each other, even if we weren't in the same social groups, classes, or activities back then.
I'm looking forward to tonight - we have the Hard Rock Cafe in Pittsburgh rented out!
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hopita and *some* of her cats yesterday for coffee - the big ones didn't want to come out and see me. Opie, the old sick Siamese, was one of the friendlier ones.
Whatever cliquishness there was in high school had vanished by the 10th reunion, and by now had been obliterated. I stayed at the game until the end, even though it was a blowout win for us, with a bunch of other football players who wanted to watch the whole game.
We took over and closed down the bar, and everyone had a good sense of affection for each other, even if we weren't in the same social groups, classes, or activities back then.
I'm looking forward to tonight - we have the Hard Rock Cafe in Pittsburgh rented out!
I met
hopita and *some* of her cats yesterday for coffee - the big ones didn't want to come out and see me. Opie, the old sick Siamese, was one of the friendlier ones.
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And I realized that I was moderately surprised to *not* hear Lionel Hutz's voice coming out of your mouth. :)
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After our reunion Saturday night, all the substances are finally out of my system...