Saturday’s Events

May 31, 2009 · 2 comments

How it got to be 2:21AM, I have no idea.  I sat down a few minutes ago to read a few pages of my Harry Dresden novel, and got up when I figured I’d better get to blogging before my eyes got any scratchier.  Sheesh.  Tempis fugit becomes more meaningful every day.

Saturday morning was a perfect one for sleeping in, so that’s what I did.  I rationalized an extra couple of hours by deciding which ReUnion events I wasn’t planning on attending anyway.  As I plan to keep this short, I’ll just give you the bullets:

  • Tested my memory of the drive up to Union by not using the TomTom
  • Made a wrong turn at Albany and had a nice tour of the village of Menands NY
  • Stopped by the Union Crew boathouse to pay homage to the Mohawk River
  • Parked at the fraternity house (1175 Lenox Road, Schenectady NY)
  • Met a couple of the current brothers and related some anecdotes while on a tour of the house in which I lived for a couple of years (not much has changed)
  • Swung by the campus center to visit the bookstore
  • Talked to a couple of classmates there
  • Met up with Goloboy and his wife and sons for dinner
  • Swung by 20 North Broadway Tavern to watch the current brotherhood eat fried food and drink beer
  • Went to the “young alumni” cocktail reception and blogged for a bit:

Holy shit.  25 bucks for a pink wristband and nobody to talk to.  I recognize a few people here, but really don’t want to talk to any of them.  Haven’t seen them in ten years, and we weren’t all that close back then.  Long Island and Boston snobs, just older and “refined” now.

How’s that for negativity?  I really don’t know what anybody is like nowadays, so it’s wrong of me to make that kind of a judgment.  What a bunch of bullshit.  Yes they are and yes I am.  I’m just a bit nervous because I really don’t feel like walking up to people to start a conversation.  I might care about what people are up to nowadays, but I really don’t want to go through the whole “oh-my-god-it’s-been-ten-YEARS! How-have-you-been-what-are-you-doing-now-what-do-you-do-for-work??” conversation.  I can only be excited to see people again after so long for a couple of hours, and I’ve been faking it for the past three.

I’m way back in the corner now, exercising my isolation skills.  I’m actually kind of enjoying just sitting here, looking up from my blackberry every few secondsan and watching people – even though I feel a little guilty about it.

My mission for today has basically been accomplished: I made it to other places on campus besides the fraternity house, talked to a few of my former classmates, and picked up some t-shirts and whatnot from the bookstore for my family.

I had dinner with Goloboy, his wife Lauren, and their sons William and Thomas (3 and 1).  The kids were fidgety and I think their parents were nervous about that.  They kept apologizing and I kept saying it didn’t bother me (really, it didn’t), but I don’t know that they believed me.

The band just started.  I’m sitting at a table just behind the speakers, about ten yards from the bass player.  And blogging.  You should see the smile on my face – if anybody’s looking, they probably think I’m nutser than I am.

All good.  It’s been a good day.

And by “blogged for a bit”, I mean tweeted a couple of times and sent myself the above-italicized text via blackberry email.  I ended the email when Goloboy arrived.  We talked for a bit, walked back to the fraternity house and talked a bit more there, then watched the fireworks and left around 10:30PM.  Goloboy went back to his hotel and I drove home.

So that’s it.  Though I’d like to relate things in a more emotion-impression kind of way, I think I’ll save that for another post – I’m beat and have a full day of relaxing and cleaning on Sunday so that I don’t have to do either during the week.

It was good to visit the alma mater again.  It’s been about five or six years since I’ve been there.  It was also good to see and talk to Goloboy and his family.  As much as I enjoy my solitude, it’s a very good thing for me to interact with other people – especially ones who are working hard and doing well for themselves.  People with motivation.  I’m no psychic vampire, but whether I want to or not, I feed off those vibes – big time.  I don’t know why I’m always forgetting this, but wtf, we all have different karma to bear.

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Carrie Cleaver May 31, 2009 at 02:49

So many of us think the same, and aren’t even aware of it. I bet half the people there at that gathering were thinking the same thing. Blogging from Blackberry. Darn, now I’m going to have to think on getting one. =)


Darth Traya May 31, 2009 at 12:57

I am glad that you still managed to have a good time. Those reunions are always dicey. They are either great, or you start checking your watch about 20 minutes in. Wondering when it would be acceptable to leave.

There are motivated people around us everywhere. And yes they do motivate us all to keep going. They are always a joy to meet and talk to, they help to remind us to keep fighting the good fight. Even when we are tired and sore from the battles before us.

Now enjoy your Sunday!


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