Wow, where the heck have I been? I haven’t been getting much computer time at work getting the new director all trained and situated and I have been busy at home wrestling with a wall in the babies room trying to get it stripped, primed and painted.
The following is a post I wrote right after Thanksgiving and am now getting around to putting it up here:
I was sitting in the rec room of the Elder Extroverted Holy One’s mom’s house watching the Green Bay Packer game on turkey day. EEHO’s aunt, uncle and cousin’s were there watching as well. They’re from the West Virgina/Ohio area and are surprisingly Packer Backers. Unlike myself, who is contractually obligated to be a Packer Backer according to my birth certificate. But, it was nice to have some like-minded folks to watch the game with. As I sat there I looked around the room and said with my eyes glistening just a little, “This is just like being in Wisconsin with a house full of Beckers!” Well, except for the lack of stale cigarette smoke, drunk uncle with hands firmly clasped around my neck and other assorted showings of family love and bar paraphernalia. It was a good day with good food, good sports (not only did the Packers play but the Predators played as well. I had to settle for watching it on T.V. because the EEHO wouldn’t let me go to the game) and good family.
I’m more of a hockey guy, but, tonight I am going to bask in the greatness that is the Green Bay Packers as they take on the Tennessee Titans in their last preseason game! I’m not big on preseason games but this is the only chance that this Wisconsin-boy can see his team of the homeland.
Heck, the last time I vaguely remember seeing the Packers play was back when I was little and they played at Milwaukee County Stadium. All I remember is that it was very cold and my mom saw some dude dancing naked on top of an RV after the game. Must’ve been a good game! I don’t even remember the year.
Must have started drinking earlier than usual on the day of the game.
Every once in awhile I get a little nostalgic. It happens mostly when I’m bored and online. I’ve exhausted my blogroll, done all that I can with my facebook and myspace pages. So, what else is there to do? I tend to try some googling of former residences and schools. For me that’s West Allis, Wisconsin and Woodrow Wilson Elementary School. I attempt to figure out where former classmates went to high school and search. But no luck.
How does one look for peeps far removed? My family moved to Melbourne, Florida when I was eight. That’s a big stretch of time with no contact to be looking for folks on the intertubes. Heck, I don’t even remember the names of those I went to school with so how can I expect to try to find alumni and actually recognize names? I have already made connections with former schoolmates from my childhood in Melbourne through myspace. It’s just every now and then I like to look a little farther back. I’m currently at work so I’m not doing any drunk googling. That might get a little dangerous.
At least I found the house that I grew up (until eight) in. 1040 South 88th Street. That’s one thing I can remember!