Go here http://members.evansville.net/randolph/wreck/. This is an interesting set of events that happened to a friend of mine, told with photographs and commentary.
I first met her when I was a freshman in high school; we both had geometry together. She was a couple of years older than me, and I figured I didn't stand a chance. I was the model for self-esteem back then, not that much has changed over the years.
Her name was Aimee, she was an Annabel, and a girl I thought was cute. However, it never went any further than that; at least not for three and a half more years.
Come to think of it, I'm not even sure how it happened -- I think it was at a party at Gabe's house.
Gabe and I go way back; we met in the third grade. It was our first year at Sacred Heart, and neither of us really knew anyone. Somehow we realized that we didn't live that far away from each other and we started hanging out, or rather I should say I started getting Gabe into trouble. If I was the poster child for "no adult supervision", then Gabe was the poster child for "my mother is way too overprotective and is giving me ulcers due to her worrying all the time." We got along swimmingly, and to that effect I added a whole new dimension to Teresa's worrying, and to Gabe's Pepto-Bismol use.
My great aunt Molly died a couple of weeks ago, and ever since I found out I've had a strong desire to go home. I would have gone down when it happened only there wasn't a service (at her request). The thing that is most holding me back is that it is hard to work from there, and I don't want to use vacation time for the trip (I know, how selfish of me). I guess the real issue is that Ali and I already have a vacation planned for the end of January to go to Sunday River in Maine, and I didn't think it would go over too well if I tried to take another week near an already planned vacation.
I am looking forward to the Sunday River trip; the skiing has been pretty weak around here. We have an exceptionally mild winter, and there is currently no snow on the ground (in January!). The mild winter is a good and a bad thing of course, since we are still in the process of getting our heating re-done.
Anyway, this was mostly a post to say I'm pining for home and family, and that I hope to get there soon.
Apparently quite a few of you have been upset by my recent lapse in posting pictures. As such, I've been catching a lot of demonstrable flack (see this comment). With the constant berating my wife has received when talking to various family members I decided it was time to act. To that end, I have created an entirely new album called "Holidays" and within I have posted a plethora of pictures designed to calm and sooth those who have most been asking for them.
View Holidays photo-album.