Showing posts with label reminders of personal failure. Show all posts
Showing posts with label reminders of personal failure. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

WHAT'S IN THE BOX!?

Memories!

A memory box is just any variety of nice box (cigar, shoe, bread) that is filled with trinkets and knickknacks that remind you of better days. You can decorate them with any manner of artistic or memory-infused collage and in no time, you're collecting memories!

My memory box has lots of good stuff in it:

One ancient cork-postcard from Italy with a crusty old man on it.
Three cicada shells in various poses.
Three golden leaves.
One rusty letter opener.
One coiled length of branch.
Two seashells.
One cut of German flag cloth.
One Navy diver belt buckle.
A few dozen miscellaneous tickets from events, collected in a thin yellowed envelope.
Your wife's head.

I won't tell you what the items memorialize, because it's always more fun to guess!

Friday, March 12, 2010

Long time no see...

Hey.

Oh! Hey!

Yeah, no, it's been forever. I haven't seen you since-- Yeah! Since graduation probably. Huh. Wow. How've you been?

Uh huh. Me too. Yeah.

Soooo, what are you doing at this function? Oh you work at/go to school at/intern at/own this place? Wow, that's great.

Me? Noooo. No, I just... Well, I know some people and-- Look, they said free drinks and that was all I needed to hear. I don't even know who any of these people are.

What am I up to? Oh, you know, the same. Underachieving. Not living up to my potential. Bringing shame upon my family. The usual. Pretty much what I did in college. Hah. Hah. Hah.

Oh yes! Yes, I do remember that one thing we had in common from our college days. Yes, that professor/student/administrator/homeless person WAS kooky. Hah. Hah. Hah.

Well, I still see John/Bill/Susie/Hans/Romeo every now and then. Did you hear Cody/Beverly/Tom/Tim/Quinn got married? Yeah, I was a groomsman/usher/invitee/not invited.

...

It's been great seeing you again! We should keep in touch! Because clearly we like each other enough to have maintained contact over the last 3/5/10 years. No, I'd rather not give you my phone number or email. Let's just keep this casual. How about a promise to "facebook" you that I have no intention of following up on? Yep, that sounds about right.

Anyway, have a good weekend!