Missed my 20 year because I was at Ozzfest, but went to the picnic the following day. It was ok.

Just got home from seeing Rob Zombie. GREAT SHOW. K-Bug and I were right in front of the stage, no mosh pit, but lots of bumping and shoving. I think I had sex with 5 people - not sure how many boys/girls.

That's a very rockin' post, Suzi.

I just discovered there's a vibrator shaped like a rubber duckie in bondage gear. [link]

The bondage duck cracks me up, but this one might interest others. Or scare them, not sure which. Penguins!

points up to tag line

Continuing the theme.

I don't have any desire to go my high school reunions. I was pretty unpopular in high school and my friends from high school probably wouldn't be there. I'm having a really down day though, so I'm probalby reflecting more negatively on high school than normally.

There was a reunion for my class year, I think, at 10 years which I avoided like the very plague. I'm in touch with the people from high school that I want to be.

I did note that the address they used includes a mistake that originates with my subscription to the New Yorker.

Sparky, are you the original Mizz Chanondler Bong?

I went to my 10th reunion. The organizers hadn't gotten in touch with me to tell me about it, even though they still lived in the same small town I'm from, and my parents still lived in the same house with the same phone number that I lived in all through high school.

So when it turned out I could be there (having just been evacuated from Malaysia and wanting to visit my parents and attend the UFO Festival at the same time), I called the organizers and RSVPd.

When I showed up, no nametag, no nothing. The organizers, people I'd gone to school with for 12 years, didn't even recognize me. But I quickly found people that I had either liked back in the day, or who I didn't know then and liked now, and had a good time anyway.

It was bittersweet. Some of the most promising kids were complete trainwrecks as adults, much of the "in-crowd" had really fucked-up lives, and the couple girls I was "best friends" with then I just didn't click with at all now. But most people had turned into actual people, and I'm glad I went.

Of course, later in the evening someone said "They were going to name you Most Changed, but thought it might piss you off." Which shows that the Clique didn't grok me on two different levels.

It was bittersweet. Some of the most promising kids were complete trainwrecks as adults, much of the "in-crowd" had really fucked-up lives, and the couple girls I was "best friends" with then I just didn't click with at all now. But most people had turned into actual people

I imagine there would be some of that. Some success would be nice to hear. In my graduating class of 40, there were two incarcerations for drunk driving causing death (and the details are worse). Another guy attended the same university I did. A couple years after he was Dean's List, I met him in the hometown, on the porch of the tarpaper shack he was renting. He was wearing work pants and a wifebeater, twitching and smoking incessantly.

I think that was the last time I went back.

Another guy was jailed for slashing his model fiance's face. Two became lawyers. Damn, what a depressing crew.

Of course, later in the evening someone said "They were going to name you Most Changed, but thought it might piss you off.

At least they had learned some healthy fear.

Sparky, are you the original Mizz Chanondler Bong?

I got this reference.

Now I feel slightly ashamed.

I got it too, and remember laughing about it recently, because that episode was on TBS earlier this week. I am not ashamed though!