My 20 year reunion of high school graduation is coming up this fall. A few observations:
1. I don't give a shit.
2. Donald Rumsfeld went to my high school
3. ...and so did my president, Charleston Heston. Giving you some idea of the character of my high school, perhaps.
4. Completely independently of each other and out of the blue, two friends of mine from high school emailed me to see if I was going to go. One I haven't seen since the summer after high school and the second I have seen once, about 5 years ago in NY. Both wrote me emails that said "are you going to the reunion and if not, is there someone's ass you would like to me to kick?" I thought that was amusing.
5. A 20 year anniversary of high school graduation means you are goddamn old, which is interesting since I look fabulous and I have this youthful sounding blog, all of which must mean that I really still must be young , even if I am old, or whatever.