Lunch

I met my old boss (he's not old, I should rephrase this)... my former boss and another co-worker for lunch today. Did we discuss how I led the marketing department in many great decisions? Did we discuss how I implemented the direct mail program? Did we reminisce about the weekly newsletter I put together? Did we talk about the conferences, golf outings and other functions I organized for the association? Of course not.

Topic of interest still is, eight+ years later, "Remember when we did those blow job shots on the Carnival Cruise, and then Stephanie puked in four modes of transportation in a twenty-four hour time period -- on the cruise ship, tour bus, airplane and car?"

Yep. And then I got to enlighten them with the story of me puking in the taxi this past weekend.
The past is definitely keeping up with me.