Random meetings. 8/29/2005
I spent most of the weekend shopping, and spending altogether too much money on “Thomas the Tank Engine’ stuff. So sue me, they were having it on sale. Also a “Bob the Builder” playset.
But for some strange reason, I seemed to spend most of the Saturday running into faces from the past. One of them was Simon, who is a Headhunter. I last met up with him about 2 years ago, when I was invited for a Headhunter barbeque, a very liquid affair involving copious quantities of wine, beer, assorted liquor, large chunks of meat, a swimming pool and a Rhodesian Ridgeback named … wel l… “Harley”. We shared a beer in Chili’s, both of us catching up on the work and personal scene, notably which bikers were still riding, and who was dead. The wives did the girly thing, and the kids ran around screaming. We still intend to start up “Hogs and Dogs”, a motorcycle club for bikers who own 2 specific types of V-twin. For admission into the club, you’ll need to own a Harley-Davidson, and a Ducati.
The other, weirdly enough, was someone I hadn’t seen in the last 20 years, nor thought about. I was paying my parking ticket at the machine when someone came up to me and grabbed me by the shoulder. He asked if I recognised him, and I had to plead my ignorance, and he told me his name. Which allowed me to immediately place him as a college mate. Not only that, someone whom I used to hang out with fairly regularly. We lost contact after college, as is usual, and I was pleasantly surprised that he recognised me. What he said to me was, “I’ll never forget that smirk on your face.”
So, there it is. A weekend where I met 2 old friends, and renewed my friendships with them.
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- Author : thesnark
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a harley and a ducati! sigh…. *jeles terui!*
Apparently, from my conversation with Simon, there are 4 of us in this region who own HD’s and Ducks.