This blog has been a fun way to share my memories of High School, amongst other things. But now that the 20 year reunion has come and gone, and we've settled back into our pre-reunion lives, I've decided this is my last blog entry. I'm very easy to find on Facebook, Myspace, Twitter, ReverbNation, etc. if you want to reminisce. Most of my online activities are at YouTube or my guitar lesson site www.guitarantics.com, hope to talk to you soon. Keep blogging!
Most of us spent some time down at Lake Powell after we graduated. What are some of your favorite memories? Many of mine involve friends, girlfriends, fun on the lake, being bored, renting a houseboat, beer and awkward timing.
Why did we put our nicknames on the backside of our sweatpants? Wow. It really hits me as ridiculous. My nickname was the Jock Rocker as I played Football and was also a Rockin' Guitarist. But I can't figure out what was cool about this trend. C'mon everyone, LAUGH, you know you want to.
Were you ever involved in a slap fight in High School? What a dumb game. Jose Garcia and I reminisced about slap fighting recently. I don't really remember what the point was. I guess if you couldn't fight without getting in trouble that slap fights were the alternative.
Are you out of work? Do you have a friend or family member that's out of work right now? The economy is pretty scary and I believe as Beetdiggers, we should stay connected, network, and help each other if needs be. If you're looking for work, let's brainstorm on the blog about businesses we own, or know of that may need good people. Let's not let someone we know sit at home without work to support their family.
Tom Brand and I have decided to release a CD together and are currently writing and recording the songs. We hope the project will be a cool mix of his vocal stylings and my hyper guitar riffs. We are throwing around names for the project and are open to your suggestions!
Stay tuned to this Blog where you get the nitty gritty details first!
Many have asked me how our reunion went. I think it was a great event and I was glad to be there as well as contribute where I could. Overall, the feeling for me was like the movie Men in Black where the bug enters Edgar the farmer guy. Everyone's face looked different, distorted, contorted after 20 years. I wanted to go around and fix people's faces to match my memories. And I'm sure they felt the same about me. Here's to being alive and well folks.
Are your ankles bad from playing Hopscotch in school at any time? If so, you're not alone. I dream of touring the world as a Hopscotch Champion. Forrest Gump and his mean game of Ping Pong would have nothing on me. NOT.
Does anyone remember Mrs. Edelson's class? I don't remember much, other than I thought Heather Fowler, Melanie Rose, and Christine Jones were hot. What did we say in fourth grade when someone was attractive? I don't remember, hurts my head. Nice hair Oborn!
In third grade I was in love with Ms. Broderick, my math teacher. She wore the coolest pants. I tried to get as much personal attention through acting out and getting the wrong answer as I could. Now to think of it, not much has changed. Honey, can you help me balance the check book? Wear some tight pants.
I have an obvious statement to make, I don't dance. And, I think I remember why. In fifth grade we did a school program and they made me dance. Yes I know I'm playing the martyr/blame game.
My partner was Kim Hutcheon. She was good enough to dance by herself why did they need me? I believe this experience stunted my dance skills growth and I never recovered. Thanks Mrs. Palmer, I'm not through with you yet.
I do a lot of advertising and marketing these days and with the current economy see some strange Ad Campaigns. Something reminded me that in 1995 Sean Meade and I went to have some Thai food and realized we might be in the wrong place? I'm not the smartest consumer but I know that I don't like spaghetti and meatballs with my curry chicken. Are they still in business?
Been thinking about the reunion and all the people that came and made it such an awesome event. As I was thinking about it I got looking through my pictures and thinking back to those days of yesteryear and realized how many people weren't there. We missed the company of many of our former classmates. I wish Brenton (formerly known as Brent)Basta could have been there. How could anyone forget Brent?? Love him or hate him, everyone knew him. I was best friends with him from 8th grade to 9th and If I had never started hanging out with him I would still be that same shy kid I was in 6th and 7th grade. Brent would talk to anyone and never cared what they thought of him. I met lots of people through him and gained confidence in talking to people. I owe some gratitude for those traits that he helped me develop. I still find myself being the person who sits on the outside watching and observing seeing how people interact and behave, but that is out of interest more than shyness. I like to engage in conversation with random people to this day.
There were so many people that I wish could have been there. I hope that our next reunion we will be able to get them to come.
Do you remember the Peterson Library in Sandy? I think it was called the Arthur E Peterson library. I remember getting kicked out of there multiple times; I was innocent gangstas! What was the weirdest thing you ever did in that library? Be honest, we're getting old. That little room where you could play music never rocked so hard.
On the Facebook Class of 89' page a few of you discussed the secret crushes you had in High School. I'm displeased with the lack of candor. Someone out there had the hots for this gal and I want names! Personally, I always liked Amy Bogenschutz.
In going through my old yearbooks I noticed I had placed numbers next to a dozen or so girls in each grade. I'm sure I was rating them on a cuteness scale of some kind, but for the life of me I can't figure out what I was thinking. If anyone has an answer key to decode this mystery, please send it to: firstname.lastname@example.org, thanks.
I feel funny admitting I played a little hacksack. I wasn't very good at it but someone usually had one. Quite often my 'rocker' friends would get a game started between drags on a Marlboro. Hackysacks are a type of footbag, kind of a peculiar word ... I think my wife called me a footbag once. She denies it however.
My vote for the funniest person in High School would be Todd Mecham. His impressions of Mr. Rasmussen were legendary, as well as this shot with a brownie in his teeth. I hope to talk to Todd sometime, he made me laugh. They didn't call him 'Teeth' for nothin'.
I'd like to propose that the 30 year reunion be virtual, and cost $0. Here's a picture of the 5 year reunion flyer, and we just finished the 20 year. I understand inflation and the cost of living, but if the 5 year was $35.00 per couple, and the 20 year was $90 per couple, I'm afraid I'll need a loan from Fast Freddie's Money Hut to afford the next one. Let's hang out online and send virtual pizzas and beer.