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I had a dream…

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Of New York City.  How strange is that?

And it wasn’t last night.  Last night was this big gap of nothingness.  No dreams, nothing to recall.

But a few nights ago I dreamt of New York City.  Of meeting friends at club there.  A club in some warehouse area that I walked to.  But had a skateboard.  And the people there weren’t really friends, but more old classmates.  Seriously, Matt Thompson, we didn’t hang out in high school.  I’m sure you’re a daper guy, but I haven’t thought about you since we graduated.  Maybe even before that.  But at this club, Matt Thompson, Chris Rabideau (have no idea how to spell his last name without a yearbook), Jen Olden, and some other person I recognized but couldn’t recall their name (maybe someone named Katie or Jamie…. Jamie Glen-something… I don’t know).  All in this club doing whatever people do in clubs.  I’m not sure about that either.  There wasn’t music.  It was dark and there was a bar and weird flashy lights.  And a coatroom.  I remember the coatroom very well.  Cause I checked in my skateboard.  That makes it a club right?

So yeah…. my friends from back when… Colin, Shane, Yousey, Kevin, and Reg.  You ditched me in my dreams.  You bastards.

That Dream

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IV LegoI had a high school dream last night.

It wasn’t so much about high school as it involved high school people.

Well not even that, but Shane, Reggie, Colin and Yousey (why I continually refer to him as Yousey instead of Dan I’ll never know).

And they weren’t so much involved in the dream as people on the side.

It did start off in my high school parking lot.  I was trying to drive home but my car was stalled.  Colin and Reggie drove by, with Reggie in the passenger seat.  He unrolled his window like he was going to say something to me but instead drove by laughing (maybe Colin was laughing, he was driving).

Yousey was in the parking lot somewhere.  With no ride I started walking home through the Potter Road Woods.  But really it was the woods up on the mountain below Shane’s house.  I did have my cell phone with me and decided to call Shane for a ride.  He informed me he was too busy reading a book to come get me.  In my dream…. that made absolutely perfect sense and I didn’t argue with him.

I think it started to rain and turned to night immediately after I talked to Shane.  I just kept on walking.  Its one of those parts I can picture in my head but can’t remember from the dream.  I think my brain is trying to fill in gaps.

Anyways, I walked til there was snow overlooking a lake, or maybe it was one of the reservoirs up on the mountain.  I don’t know.  But I got there, and it was snow covered but  clear night.  And I sat down. But it wasn’t cold.

And then I woke up.

Wasn’t a bad dream.  Kind of nice in that nostalgic sort of way.

Thanksgiving 2012

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Thanksgiving 2012 was a hit much like 2011.

Reggie made it out for Thanksgiving this year again.  PJ however despite trying (what I hope was his best efforts) couldn’t make it again.  However after many attempts to contact him and find out information he finally got back to me by text at 7:30 in the morning on Thanksgiving to let me know he wasn’t coming out.

Little late, but better than nothing.  Pretty average for PJ actually.

Anyways, Reg and I baked up a 17 pound turkey, picked up some Hawaiian Sweet Rolls, made some Sweet Potato Fries, corn and copious amounts of wine.

Thanksgiving is a weird holiday.  I’m continually invited to Sam’s parents for Thanksgiving, but I’ve enjoyed making my own meal for the last couple years.  Going on four years in a row I think of making my own Thanksgiving dinners.  Reg coming out is just an extra bonus.  He rarely makes it out here but its always good to see him.

We went on a League Marathon too.  Good way to spend a Thursday.

Today we’re hitting up a park or something.  Get some movement in to counter all the food I ate yesterday.  Cause man I feel fat right now.

Christmas Awesomeness

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I made it home for several days for Christmas this year.  It was awesome.  I don’t know if its just my perception of previous Christmas trips home (to my parents) but this one seemed so much less hectic.  I came away from it very relaxed.

I spent considerable amounts of time with my nephews and my niece.  Considering I only see them twice a year its important for me to get as much time with them as I can.  Rider definitely remembers who I am, and Wyatt spent several hours playing hiding go seek around the house with me.  He also has this weird noise he makes instead of words.  Something of an “aaaaeeeee.” Its pretty adorable.  ‘Wyatt, say uncle A.”  “aaaaaaeeeeeee”  It rocks.  I also played downstairs (in the play area) with Takara.  She insisted on going down the kiddie slide over and over again as I set up two giant teddy bears at the bottom for her to run into.  I was done after about ten times, but Takara kept it up for 30+ times, laughing the whole time.

As usual my family sat down for multiple board and card games.  It is the expected precedent at family gathers, that at some point we’ll sit down for hours of games.

I also saw Reg, Shane, and Kevin (not bad, 3 out of the 5 friends I hung out with regularly in high school).  Reg rocked the Karaoke.  He even came close to hitting the high notes singing songs by the Darkness.

I don’t know what specifically made this trip so relaxing compared to others, but I think, maybe, it was because I didn’t do anything I didn’t want to.  Not that I did much, but there wasn’t any running around, wasn’t any rushed feeling.  There weren’t things I “had to do.”  I came home, played it all by ear, had a particularly relaxing christmas morning and some good times with friends and family.

What more could I ask of in a Christmas Break.

Monday

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Curse you Monday.  Bane of my life.

Anyways I pulled myself out of bed, much unwillingly.  I’m sore and tired but moving.  Coffee is made and lunch packed and I’m ready to go.

Soooo, lets do some weekend highlights.

Went to a baby shower for my friend Jason and Danei (and soon to be Harvey).  It was nice, and slightly fun.  Although I felt a little awkward when we played ‘Baby Pictionary’ and somehow I pulled the card that said “Breast Pump.”  I looked around and saw some little children and cursed under my breath before drawing a well endowed stick figure with a ‘pump type thing’ coming off her upper body.  People got it.

The rest of Saturday was spent lounging.  I honestly don’t feel 100%.  I don’t feel sick either, just a running nose and sore.  Hoping it will go away soon.

Sunday Sam and I hit up the Coffee Pot.  We have reached regular status.  That means they automatically bring us coffee and water when we sit down, ask if we need menus and are able to complete our regular orders when we leave some thing out.  It rocks.

We then went to Chuppa’s Market for some Market shopping.  Nothing fancy, but is always a fun place to go when you can’t make it to the West Side Market.  Nice to walk around and see all the neat food stuffs you can find nowhere else.

Reggie called.  And of course canceled on coming out for Thanksgiving.  I know I shouldn’t be surprised.  We (friends who know Reggie)  joke that there is only a 20% chance Reggie will ever follow on his plans to visit, but it is a let down.  I was really looking forward to him coming out for a few days, seeing the place, and just hanging out.

I understand he’s crazy (he is), but sometimes he can’t see whats in his best interest (aka getting away from Queensbury and doing something).  I always get my hopes up that he’s coming out, only to be let down later on.  I’ll see him around Christmas.  I’ll just throw this on the list of times he was going to do something, and backed out.

The rest of night Sunday I did work (yeah… actually brought work home with me) and doodled.  It was a nice relaxing Sunday.

When I die

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I told Sam that I have planned out how I die.

You see when I die, I going to use my death to set up a mystery that only Reggie can solve. I’m sure he will need Pat’s help as well.

I can see it I perfectly. As I die my last words will be “get reg.”.

Reggie will show up and be like “One yellow shoe… Curious.”

After some thought and speculation he will deduce that the yellow shoe is in reference to the pair of yellow shoes I owned in college and that he needs to find the other shoe.

The mystery will evolve from there until the whole scenario somehow leads to Reg being indirectly responsible for my death.

Sam has since informed me that she would ensure my death by punching me if I ever try this.