WHOOHOO! Henry Day is here! What a great weekend. Looked through some old notebooks of junk yesterday, searching for some salvageable, publishable material. Found very little that I'd want to share with any breathing creature - in fact, much that I'd like to shred, douse with gasoline, set ablaze, then deliver the remains directly to the sewage dump myself - BUT I did figure out why everyone thought I was so crazy in my youth. Jesus Christ, people. WHY DIDN'T ANYONE TELL ME!!!! Wait. I guess you did. ;) I have to say, though, 25-year-old me is pretty happy with the way things turned out. It was funny to read stuff from when Tracey graduated, me whining "ohmigodyou'removingawayI'llneverseeyouagain," when the truth is that we talk more now than we did when we were both still in Rockford, particularly that last year of high school. Well, Tracey's last year of high school. I was too busy getting drunk, tattooed, pierced, and high to go garage-saling that year. Poo on me.
AND HERE WE ARE! 13 years of friendship later, and tonight, we're doing the same damn thing we've been doing all these years: eating pizza, and listening to Henry gab for three solid hours. It's nice to go back and revisit the people we were before we had children. "Oh yeah - that's right. We wanted to kill everybody, then start the world over again, minus the SUVs and business attire." Genocide, really. What funny little people we were. How cute. Steph and Trace, rockin' the free world. And we're still doin' it. Only now we have steam cleaners to clean up the mess when we're done. Yay!
Looking forward to the tangents. Henry's tangents put the John Burger Story to shame. Sorry John, but this man's been perfecting the art for the last 25 years. His tangents take boats to Africa, loop back through Ian and DC 20 years ago, and end up at a party with Ozzy Osbourne and Marilyn Manson. And let us not forget the numerous, creatively inserted reminders that smoking is evil and the government, particularly George Jr., is out to get us. Have a nice day, kids.
YAY! I'm gonna stop with the Henry drivel for now, because I'm sure I'll have lots more to say once we've actually *gone to the show*.
And Tracey's meeting Greg tonight!
Happiness. Sheer mad joy. Ah. I can't even stand it.
*mish*