So I went to the 'ol stomping grounds of Effingham over the weekend. Went for the 15-year high school reunion. Yeah, we do them every 5 years because we like each other so much. lol Turned out to be a great time.Here's a link where you can find some pics of the drunkenness that was my reunion. Side note, it was at an awesome hotel (Hilton Garden Inn - shameless plug). Had some kickass food & drinks. The bartender (also an EHS 2000 grad), who's name I have already forgotten (sorry bro, you deserve better), made a mad cocktail. And he hooked my friend and I up with some free calamari & a flat bread pizza. Good times. Needless to say, I felt obligated to party like a rockstar that night! And needless to say, I can't hang with the big boys anymore either. So sad...
On a whole other subject, I was reunited with a long LONG lost friend Kyle Lindsey. I have known him since we were in grade school, and lost touch with him right after high school graduation in 1993. It was great to track him down...even if it took 15 years! Anyway, thanks Facebook!
So, the party started with a social hour. Free keg beer (is there any other kind?) was made available, as well as a cash bar. I chose the "free" option. Sorry bartender, but there's an unguarded keg over there that I need to "investigate".
After the social hour we had a sit-down dinner. Food was pretty good. Tables were decorated with rose centerpieces (I know, right?!) and red & green hearts cut out of paper...oh, right. Let me clarify. We were the "Flaming Hearts". Flaming because we were pissed & mean (not because of our sexual orientation, thank you), hearts because we have 2 major interstates (I-72 & I-57) that intersect Effingham and will take you from North-South & East-West border of the US.
Oh, and you have no idea how much shit I've caught over my years for being a Flaming Heart! Especially college. Holy Christ! The abuse. Anyhoo...back to the reunion. So each of the previously mentioned heart cutouts had songs, movies, actors, etc. from the 1993 era written on them. Nice touch. The committee really spent a lot of time on this event. Kudos.
After dinner we had music and much drinking. Here's a pic of me with my dinner table (I'm on far-right with my wife Megan).

There's more pictures on the link I provided above. Fortunately, not many more of me. Because by the time this party was over, my proverbial ship had sailed.
After the reunion, we carried the party to a local watering hole, and later I collapsed in my hotel room, wishing I hadn't done all the damage to my body that I'd just spent the last 7 hours doing. Meh...let's just say it was peer pressure that made me do it. That worked in high school.



