Post-Schna-ulations

The Ghosts of Schnastmas Past

This morning at the coffee shop, a guy with whom I went to college entered and got in line. I had seen him on campus before and had even exchanged a few emails (you know, the "are you the so-and-so who went to this-or-that-college and did i really just see you on campus today? kinds of emails). This morning however, I was running a bit late and feeling rather crappy (I think I'm slowly losing my battle against this cold), I sort of ducked my head and tried to look inconspicuous. I'm sure it helped that this guy is over 6 feet tall, so my head probably doesn't extend into the primary part of his visual field as he's walking. Anyway, seeing him made me want to go bowling. My freshman year in college, I met him playing intramural flag football in the Fall, and later that spring we were on the same intramural bowling team (yes, you read that right - bowling).

**Side Question** Which is better, bowling or mini-golf? I think I have to go with bowling, though mini-golf comes in a close second. Somehow, mini-golf seems more novel, but bowling is bowling.... ***End Side Question***

Late morning today I saw a subject (basically, I was doing NP tests for about 3 hours with this person) who smelled like someone I hadn't thought about in years. My parents used to play Pinochle (back when they were still together, which is more than half my life ago now (so it's been a while)) with another couple. This couple had two sons, so the location of the card-playing would alternate between houses, and all the kids would entertain each other while the parents played cards. The male of this couple, Randy, spelled EXACTLY like this subject I saw today. So, while I'm testing, my mind is wondering with thoughts of watching Wrestlemania, Neverending Story, and the Ewok Movie. I used to think it was so cool that they had a whole slew of movies on tape, with a stapled, 10-page catalogue with all the titles in alphabetical order. They also had a Nintendo (this was prior to my sister getting a Ninendo) -- back in the days of the ORIGINAL Super Mario Bros. Doot, doot, doot.....doo, doo, doo doot...doodoootdoodoot doodootdooo doodoodoo... (yeah, you all know how the song goes!). That was also around the time that Pound Puppies (and Kitties) were all the rage (yes, I just said 'all the rage') and kids made diaramas.

Ha, now that you've made it all the way to the end, waiting for the point, I can tell you there isn't one! *EVIL LAUGHTER*
Okay, okay, I'll leave you with this - Happy Hump Day. :)

posted by Schna @ 1:23 PM