So the first words we hear from the guy we haven't seen in 25 years was "Fuck you two, I knew I should've dressed down and not worn a suit!"

It was like picking up right where we left off -- we even went up to the Commons and parked our asses in the same spot we used to sit each morning, smoking and drinking coffee while complaining about the homework and studying we should have been doing.

Yeah, it was a great reunion. I stole the pic from Mike's facebook account; Kelly was the photog and she was fantastic -- totally one of us.

Oh, and the music. Not at the event (there wasn't any, Mike's protests notwithstanding). After the event Andre and I listened to Dan's most excellent punk CD as we drove back. Wow. It's all I can say. Wow.

And yes, we listened to the whole thing.

Got back to Berea-Rose this afternoon. Alane was wondering why the first thing I did when I got in was refill the ice trays.