The Magic of Internet

Funny thing, this internet. Over the past few months, I've not only reconnected with friends from high school but also junior high and grade school. How fucked up is that? That's about 20 years ago for me. Weird and wacky stuff.

Now, I've had a Myspace account for a few years now, but I never used my actual name because I didn't want people to look for or find me. Don't know why, just seemed like the thing to do. It wasn't until facebook that I stopped paying attention and used my real name (I actually thought that I'd have a chance to use an alias and that no one would find me again). Since I made that change, I get all these weird but cool reminders of people I used to know. I'm still astounded some of em remember me. Anyone who knows me now may not think this is possible, but I was way more of a self-absorbed prick back then than I am even. Believe, no one was more shocked than me to find that out. But even if it's as a prick, it's nice to be thought of here and again.

You know what it is that needled me a bit (not the bad way, just in that "There's a connection I need to make" kind of way)? I was talking to my dad a few days ago and he was talking about some of the guys he grew up with but hadn't heard from in 30 years or 40 years. Kind of struck me as disappointing. And then I realized that even after 10 or 15 years, I still hear from some people. I have no real insight here, just noticing. I guess with something like the internet, I won't have to lament that particular loss.

Anyway, cheers.

Rob