Sunday, March 1, 2009

OG, the Original Grandpa.

Just returned from a weekend trip to Eugene, home of the Oregon Ducks. Walked around campus, ate steak and listened to a band who looked like they were still in high school. Not sure if any of you have been to a college campus recently, but it's pretty god damn depressing. Initially I was flooded by a wave of awesome memories, most of which involved girls, booze and football games. It was a good warm, fuzzy feeling. Until it dawned on me that these things took place shortly after the Pleistocene Age, and that I could be these kids great grandfather. Lord Almighty, where have the years gone? It seems like just yesterday that I was dominating the Beer Olympics and feasting on Blimpy Burgers.  

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