Class Reunion?

Everybody stresses about their class reunion. It's an exciting kind of stress. People who haven't seen each other in however many years all getting together and talking about old times. What's so exciting? What's to be stressed about? It's all your old classmates, only years later and reality has set in.

I was looking around Facebook and found a thing for the class of '94 having a reunion somewhere. I didn't say MY class of '94 because I never graduated. I'll speak more on that in a minute. What I found interesting was some of the people involved not with the planning, but rather just being a part of it. Some people are friends on Facebook that back in high school, barely knew about the other. Leaves me wondering that if they did know each other back then, would they still be friends today?

I don't think I would ever go to a class reunion simply because I just never really fit in there. I wasn't one of them. It's like, they all know each other and have kids and have these lives that are tiny framed portraits of the American dream.

Me? I'm slingin' tokens to greasy palmed customers at the local sex-shop. Oddly enough though, it doesn't bother me. I have no kids and no real desire to have any. My wife does and perhaps someday I'll make a decent enough father. Yeah, I actually met a woman who isn't creeped out by me and actually took the time to know better than a "friend". Yes, she is the center of my universe. No, I don't beat her or treat her like shit. Surprised? My wife and I enjoy traveling, partying in Vegas and basically doing whatever we want to do, whenever we want to do. Adulthood has never been so much fun!

It's important to note my wife did not go to the same hichschool as I did. Chances are if she did, we never would have hooked up because I was just so odd.

It's one of the reasons I dropped out. I'm not proud of it, I don't think any drop out really is. I'll tell you what though, getting an equivalency diploma still smells a lot like failure. Again though, I have no reason to curse it as I worked hard for it. I never really made more out of it though. Which is too bad because now that I'm older, I love to learn, when it's on MY terms.

Youth is wasted on the young.

I guess the thought of encountering my classmates intimidates me in some weird way. Not so much an intimidation, but rather a general sense of dread that can only be described as being a teenager all over again. The thought of THAT is something I absolutely loath. I dunno, if I were ever asked to go to a class reunion, the answer would be "We'll see" on the outside and an emphatic "NO" on the inside. I just have no desire to see what other people have made out of their lives and how they turned out. Also, I could give less than a shit how they wonder about me and how my life turned out, that's an assumption that they even wonder about me at all.

Smart money says they don't. Maybe a fleeting notion once in a while. A thought that disappears just as quickly as it came. A passing fancy that is forgotten by the sound of their kids wailing, or waking from a daydream at a board meeting at work. About as much thought I put into them, which is what this blog entry is about. Would they even look me in eye with a straight face if they knew about me and my life?

Oh hey, my pumpkins in Farm Town are ready to harvest....

I love sex scandals.

What a great week! TWO big sex scandals, like a nice pair of tits are all up in our face. Nice! We got Nevada Senator John Ensign who was fucking the wife of some dude working for him on his campaign, and basically bribed that family to keep their mouths shut about it.

And now we got South Carolina Governor Mark Sanford Who disappears for six fucking days, (Literally.... Fucking!) to god knows where. Oh wait, he went to Argentina to get some Latin poon-tang. What a scumbag, he disappears over Fathers Day.

Hey Mom, Where's Dad? It's Fathers Day.

Can we make this any more awkward please? Ok, how about the lie that he was hiking on the Appalachian Trail all the while he was getting some South American tail? That was his excuse, for disappearing. Dude, are you stupid or something? You didn't think you were going to get caught?

Wait wait, This is what his wife said...

I believe wholeheartedly in the sanctity, dignity and importance of the institution of marriage. I believe that has been consistently reflected in my actions. When I found out about my husband's infidelity I worked immediately to first seek reconciliation through forgiveness, and then to work diligently to repair our marriage.

We reached a point where I felt it was important to look my sons in the eyes and maintain my dignity, self-respect, and my basic sense of right and wrong. I therefore asked my husband to leave two weeks ago. -talkingpointsmemo.com

Wow, that's awkward. But wait, There's MORE!

More?

Yes, EMAILS! I love gratuitous emails!

You have a particular grace and calm that I adore. You have a level of sophistication that so fitting with your beauty. I could digress and say that you have the ability to give magnificent gentle kisses, or that I love your tan lines or that I love the curve of your hips, the erotic beauty of you holding yourself (or two magnificent parts of yourself) in the faded glow of the night’s light - but hey, that would be going into sexual details ...-thestate.com


*GASPING SWOON!*












What do you say to that?



People are being butchered over in Iran for merely expressing how they feel, and over here we got politicians that can't keep their dicks out of people. You know what? Can't we just ship these politicians over there and get some of these Iranian dissidents instead? They seem to be a better quality of people in that they are dying for what they believe in. Our politicians think so little of us that they use their jobs as an excuse to cheat on their wives.

I do make fun of our politicians, but in all sincerity, I would trade them for some people who knew what was really important. What's going on over in Iran is so important to their future, and ours as a nation and how we perceive each other. I respect the people of Iran. I feel we both have something in common, we both hate our own respective governments and how they conduct themselves. They are stuck in a situation that is beyond horrible. I can only wish they had the same problems as we have, we could have a good laugh about it on The Daily Show/w Jon Stewart. They wouldn't have to be attacked with truncheons and axes. Lord knows, our two nations could actually GET ALONG!

As it is though, My heart goes out to the people of Iran and I can only hope that something, some miracle from God above that can come in and save them. Too many people there have died and it's shameful. Our government... Well, they're just shameful and that's it.