REUNION!!! WAIT...It's been HOW LONG?

A few days ago at the stroke of midnight,our earth tumbled one more year closer to the Twentieth...wait that should be bold... TWENTIETH frigging year gone by since high school graduation. Jebus.
There must be some mistake!
Back-tracking the events of my life takes but a few seconds, and twenty years is just too many. Let's see, yesterday I played with the kids in the snow, the day before that I got married and, what, a week or so before that I was sweating the small stuff in 3rd period art staff with Mr. Randle busting my balls about taking life too seriously and that I should stop because one day I'd wake up and HOLY SHIT IT'S BEEN TWENTY YEARS ALREADY!!! Whoah!, no, my bad...nineteen.It's been nineteen years... Phew...ok, Im ok.
HOLY SHIT IT'S BEEN NINETEEN YEARS ALREADY!!!
I need a drink.

I have someone to thank for this wonderfulepiphiny /ephiphiniy for this revelation...a former classmate and friend trying to get a hold of me throught that blood sucking money wasting tease of a site called classmates-dot-com. They got a slick system over there of filtering all contact except the absolute very basic of all tid bits. You sign up for free, just enough to get a foot in the door and then the second you glance a name from years gone past WHAMMO they spring the fine print (and do so with the most refined smarmy-ness I have ever seen)
Found someone you know? Remember them from way back when? Dying to drop a line and say hi? WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR? THEYRE DYING TO HEAR FROM YOU, TOO, AND YOUR EVER SO CLOSE TO MAKING THAT HAPPEN!!! just pay this amount or that and we can hook it up!"

Bah! I say! It'll be a cold day in hell before they get a dime out of me! No sir, not this cowboy. Hell, I'm not even a cowboy! Where was I? Oh right...
It's driving me nuts. Sure,there's a few names listed I wouldnt mind seeing, a few I wish would sign up, and then theres Aimee. She's was a cool chick, probably still is. Her bio begins to mention she had kids and then she...*POOF, want more? PAY UP!
Well, good for her, I'm just hoping her bio doesn't end with "...the adadictome was a complete success and I finally changed my name to Frank." Not that theres anything wrong with that, but I'll be damned If I'm paying for that kind of thing when it's free at the YMCA. Not that I'd know. Where was I?
Oh yeah...
I'm old. Getting older. I wanted to go to the the reunion, sorta, but not really. I don't remember those people, I didnt hang with many people from H.S. and the few I did hang out with vanished after I got married. High School was the most stressful time of my life as far as family was concerned. I resigned myself early on to not revisit some of those moments and most of those people. I'm convinced I blocked a lot out as well. Hell, just the other day I found a binder filled...FILLED with notes passed to me froma girl I dated back then. Leafing through it, I was amazed at how I had forgotten almost every player in them, including most of the details about the girl I dated as well.

I dunno. What to do. Twenty years, huh? Well...I suppose It's worth a shot at seeing some old friends,(Jim, Russ,Aimee-aka-Bambi) and a chance to see how far some of the mighty have fallen (the entire football team)
I'll think about it. 
Peace,