Quarantine - Day 2 - Legit...what the hell do we do now?
So we ended the night with my wife just laughing her damn fool head off at me.
Apparently after three large Jack and Cokes, and two powerful Double IPA's...I become funny as hell. Apparently I spun my chair around screaming "Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeee" really loudly (which she proceeded to send to everyone we know...thank you love) and then stood up and put my forehead against the wall and stood still for what had to be about 20 hours (at least it felt that way to me) while I pondered the meaning of the universe.
It was a great deal of fun 'hanging' with our friends last night. We just had great conversations, and laughed and busted stones and just enjoyed being 'together' while being apart.
It got me thinking a bit about things and how one little event...one choice...can change your WHOLE life.
I think I've written before about how I went to Oswego. That I was really into this friend of mine named Patti and that she went to Plattsburgh, We spoke pretty regularly but like most 'socially awkward' kids who couldn't take a hint...I never realized she wasn't into me that way. One night I called on a Friday and she was inebriated. We laughed and had a great talk and I said I was thinking about coming to Plattsburgh to go to college and she laughed and said "You should...cause I'm totally transferring to Oswego". Without missing a beat I said "Wow...me too, that's the other school I'm applying to".
I followed up by doing JUST that...and I got in and history was made. I struggled a year or so, had great friends in my Dorm (First North for life...) but just never found my footing until I got into State Singers my second semester. When I got into the department I started making real friends. It wasn't easy. I was so socially inept sometimes that I found myself putting my foot in my mouth as much as I did putting it on the floor. I just didn't know how to HAVE friends, yet for all that I belonged. I had a place and a role. My department chair said it best to me once (and I didn't appreciate it then) that I was a part of the support of the department. As a performance major...hearing that I was just a background player hurt a bit. I didn't want to be that. I wanted to be like the people I idolized. Craner, Favalo, Noah, Los, Di, Tash, Wendy and so on. Still it was what it was...and looking back it was the legit best time of my life. I met my wife there. I made lifelong friends and it was a (as one professor we recently spoke to put it) a special time of just the right set of circumstances, people and events to make something amazing. I said it even last night...our adventures between 92 and 96 were 'sitcom worthy'. We had madcap adventures, knockdown fights, broken hearts and tears and amazing laughs. Inside jokes that still have merit (bean him termy), and it was just amazing. We lost touch for the five or so years before Technology caught up and the MySpace and Facebook boom happened allowing us all to stay more plugged into each others lives. We now plan at least yearly (if not more often) events where we try to get together and just enjoy each other's company.
Last night...we did it again.
We sat on a silly conference call. I mean think about it. We were all sitting in front of our computers talking to each other about what's going on, how we are dealing with the quarantine, how long we think it will go, how Jenn can just constantly look 'camera ready', how many beers Wendy can make Diana drink, and how we all genuinely love each other.
It was...family and I got to be a part of it.
All because 28 years ago I caught my best friend drunk and she let it slip that she was making a move. Thanks to those 10 minutes...I got to be a part of something special, meet amazing people, make awesome music and meet the woman who has been the love of my life.
I'm so blessed. That's all I could think about today.
We spent the rest of our day getting Wendy's students ready for tomorrow, I did an episode of Legends TV Talk podcast and setup some tools to help with contact between my coworkers.
Quarantine is going to suck...but thanks to that one phone call...I'm quarantined with the only person I'd want to be with...and I for one couldn't be happier to be here.
Thanks for reading...More tomorrow.
Apparently after three large Jack and Cokes, and two powerful Double IPA's...I become funny as hell. Apparently I spun my chair around screaming "Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeee" really loudly (which she proceeded to send to everyone we know...thank you love) and then stood up and put my forehead against the wall and stood still for what had to be about 20 hours (at least it felt that way to me) while I pondered the meaning of the universe.
It was a great deal of fun 'hanging' with our friends last night. We just had great conversations, and laughed and busted stones and just enjoyed being 'together' while being apart.
It got me thinking a bit about things and how one little event...one choice...can change your WHOLE life.
I think I've written before about how I went to Oswego. That I was really into this friend of mine named Patti and that she went to Plattsburgh, We spoke pretty regularly but like most 'socially awkward' kids who couldn't take a hint...I never realized she wasn't into me that way. One night I called on a Friday and she was inebriated. We laughed and had a great talk and I said I was thinking about coming to Plattsburgh to go to college and she laughed and said "You should...cause I'm totally transferring to Oswego". Without missing a beat I said "Wow...me too, that's the other school I'm applying to".
I followed up by doing JUST that...and I got in and history was made. I struggled a year or so, had great friends in my Dorm (First North for life...) but just never found my footing until I got into State Singers my second semester. When I got into the department I started making real friends. It wasn't easy. I was so socially inept sometimes that I found myself putting my foot in my mouth as much as I did putting it on the floor. I just didn't know how to HAVE friends, yet for all that I belonged. I had a place and a role. My department chair said it best to me once (and I didn't appreciate it then) that I was a part of the support of the department. As a performance major...hearing that I was just a background player hurt a bit. I didn't want to be that. I wanted to be like the people I idolized. Craner, Favalo, Noah, Los, Di, Tash, Wendy and so on. Still it was what it was...and looking back it was the legit best time of my life. I met my wife there. I made lifelong friends and it was a (as one professor we recently spoke to put it) a special time of just the right set of circumstances, people and events to make something amazing. I said it even last night...our adventures between 92 and 96 were 'sitcom worthy'. We had madcap adventures, knockdown fights, broken hearts and tears and amazing laughs. Inside jokes that still have merit (bean him termy), and it was just amazing. We lost touch for the five or so years before Technology caught up and the MySpace and Facebook boom happened allowing us all to stay more plugged into each others lives. We now plan at least yearly (if not more often) events where we try to get together and just enjoy each other's company.
Last night...we did it again.
We sat on a silly conference call. I mean think about it. We were all sitting in front of our computers talking to each other about what's going on, how we are dealing with the quarantine, how long we think it will go, how Jenn can just constantly look 'camera ready', how many beers Wendy can make Diana drink, and how we all genuinely love each other.
It was...family and I got to be a part of it.
All because 28 years ago I caught my best friend drunk and she let it slip that she was making a move. Thanks to those 10 minutes...I got to be a part of something special, meet amazing people, make awesome music and meet the woman who has been the love of my life.
I'm so blessed. That's all I could think about today.
We spent the rest of our day getting Wendy's students ready for tomorrow, I did an episode of Legends TV Talk podcast and setup some tools to help with contact between my coworkers.
Quarantine is going to suck...but thanks to that one phone call...I'm quarantined with the only person I'd want to be with...and I for one couldn't be happier to be here.
Thanks for reading...More tomorrow.
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