I received an e-mail message from Tammy! Tammy lived next door to my parents when I was in high school, and I doubt I've seen or heard from her since before I graduated from college twelve years ago. She recently got an Internet account, and decided to do a search on my name. "Wally Hartshorn" isn't exactly the most common name in the world, so I was pretty easy to find. Apparently she got married, had a kid, got divorced, and got remarried. Quite a bit can happen in twelve years, eh?
Yesterday was gaming night. To our usual mob (me, Mary, Bill, David, Adam, and Amy) were added Joe and Ted. Luckily, Bob, Jen, Mike, and Sharri didn't show up. If they had, it would have been a very crowded place indeed! Ted just got his second Masters Degree and is soon going to be attending the University of Kentucky to get his PhD in Anthropology. I'm not sure what one does with an anthropology degree. My suspicion is that you teach anthropology.
Gaming basically sucked. I was playing with a new deck and it did absolutely nothing. Oh well.
Eventually, I decided to bid everyone a "good-night" and head home. I told Mary I was going to make another entry in my journal when I got home and she told me to drive safely. Foreshadowing? When I was probably less than a mile from home, driving down Interstate 55 at 65 miles per hour, a deer suddenly appeared out of the darkness, standing in the middle of the interstate! Ack! Brake hard! Swerve violently! But not too violently! Yeesh! I had been tired, but that woke me up, I can tell you. But I wasn't home yet. Just a couple of blocks from home, two rabbits ran out in front of my car! Ack! Brake hard! Swerve violently! Well, not that violently; they're only rabbits, for cryin' out loud. I made it the remaining two blocks without incident.
And then I wrote my journal entry.
My Life by the Numbers
Today: 232 pounds.
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