Remember I’d mentioned that my high school chemistry teacher had contacted me out of the blue recently (upon discovering that he’d be in town on business and that I still lived in town).  We missed each other that time (due to some strange eating disorder that my road runner email account had developed), but he emailed me last week to say he’d be in town tonight.

And we had dinner!  (sushi…mmmmmmm)  What a blast!  It’s so funny, because when we met I was 16 (going on 17. really) and he was, well, an “adult” (who, as it turns out was only a few years older than I) and it didn’t much occur to me that we had much in common (admittedly that entire year my head was elsewhere… was rather lucky I didn’t fail out!).  So it truly amused and pleased me to have such an enjoyable dinner — turns out we even like much of the same music (and he plays Banjo, which is nifty)!  I guess I might be an “adult” now too…

(BTW, still recovering from the ache-eee-double-hockey-sticks that was the last two weeks at work.  More later.)