last week, i went to the nation's wang to visit family and bridget. this made me realize that, while i posted a lengthy farewell to bridge when she moved from MN to FLA, i never discussed how much i miss the hell out of veda and jenna.
even though veda threatened to move to NY every damn day while we were working at carmichael lynch, i never took her seriously. much like every day she would agree to get matching tattoos with puja and i, i never thought she'd actually go through with it. i mean, she has half her body covered with ink of fairies and rainbows, but i didn't think she'd stoop to being forever a member of the foreigner club. well, one sad day, she did move. that day, i lost one of my favorite photo taking partners, drinking friends, hand huggers, lunch eaters, coffee getters, thug rap music listeners, shit talkers, and fellow calculator watch wearers i've ever met.
i miss her. here's our last picture:

next, we have sweet, sweet JC. i like to think that when people wear "WWJD" bracelets, they've moved on from "what would jesus do" and are thinking about how jenna would react to their situation. she'd probably have a beer, dance, and make you laugh. that's what my WWJD bracelet reminds me to do, at least. i'm sad i didn't get to know her well when we worked together, because we would have torn the hell out of that place. i AM glad that we are tight now. like a bum at a dumpster, i'll take what i can get.
dear jenna:

charlie's surprise party went off without a hitch. even though my mom almost dropped the secret a few times, bless her heart, he didn't suspect a thing. eric even showed up from chicago for the surprise of the year. it was nice to see the old capo, and reminisce with him about our old musical side project, THE MAD CAPOS. when he returned home, he sent andrew and i mp3s of our only recordings. the song was "pink butt," and was years ahead of it's time. we also recorded "rear end incident," but we haven't found that one yet in the archives. our only other song was a cover of "thunderstruck" by AC/DC, so the catalog is almost complete...




rogue didn't even get hit by a car at this party! good girl!

finally, we get to my florida trip. bridge and big J were the hostesses with the mostesses, and showed me a gay ol' time (not literally, as is usually the case with bridget). while they did nothing to sway my position on never moving to florida until my much later years, i did have a great time in O-town, and will happily go back to visit soon. after visiting the NY portion of friends who have ditched me in minny, of course.







next, it was off to the grandparents. the lovely deenihans drove me from orlando to fort myers, and i can't thank them enough. especially after seeing how much gas was down in that piece. good god. cars might as well run on hardee's monster burgers now, since gas is the same insane price.
the family is doing well in the southland. soon, the purmorts will be present in every state in the union.




