Catching Up

Haven't posted for awhile, so I figured I'd better catch up.

I went home for memorial day weekend to see family and go to my 10-year class reunion. Probably will post more on that later. Overall, the reunion was fun, but nothing too exciting. Met Sis' boyfriend on Sunday, and he passed initial inspection (confirmed the Star Wars pic was for a costume party). Went to visit the family cemetary and pointed out to the wife where we will be buried. She was less enthusiastic than I anticipated. Spent time at Mom's and cleaned all my guns. That's about it.

Also, evidently a couple of the law school buddies are now reading this, so it's only fitting to give them a mention. As with everyone in this fucking blog, we'll stick with nicknames: Vin, Mox, B. and Sally. (Today, B. stands for "bitch" because he, for some unknown reason, wants me to pay him what I owe from the trip to the casino.) To kind of explain them, here is a quick description:

If each of them were rocks:
B. = Some sort of slate or something. Probably painted orange.
Sally = Granite.
Mox = Medium sized piece of limestone.
Vin = A rock with tattoos.

What they would do if they weren't attorneys:
B. = Teacher. At an all boys school.
Sally = Hippy.
Mox = Alligator.
Vin = Carny.

Their role in our lively little group:
B. = Antagonist.
Sally = Person in charge of always being right.
Mox = Gets the girls.
Vin = Breaking pool sticks for no apparent reason.