Jason's Untimely Thoughts

I hosted our 20th pledge class reunion a couple of weeks ago.  By “I hosted,” I mean I sent a couple of emails, then went to CJ’s on Friday night and our tailgate on Saturday.  It was quite a stretch.  Also had my 20th high school reunion semi-recently.

I don’t know if it’s because I’m older, the circumstances, or what, but in both cases reunioning seems to be more difficult for me than before.  A lot of years and experiences have passed for both parties of every conversation at those things, and generally I don’t like the chit chat.  I’d love to actually find out more in depth what’s going on with those old friends and acquaintances, but there seems to be a lot of menial chit chat required to break through into the depths.  Menial chit chat isn’t one of my strengths, I don’t think (maybe I should avoid describing it as menial?).

I don’t mean to imply it wasn’t great seeing everyone.  It absolutely was.  Some of each group (pledge class and high school) are great great friends, people that I respect and would do anything for.  It’s almost insulting, I feel, to pretend to catch up via “how’s work?” talk.  It would simply be more enjoyable to see the group in smaller numbers where we could actually talk.  Pretty much the same reason I enjoy the postgame tailgate better than the pregame tailgate most times.  That, and basking in victory.

Luckily, menial chit chat seems to be right up facebook’s alley.  And I think it’s time to admit I’m possibly falling in love with facebook.  I like being able to keep up on the goings on with friends, follow up with strangers, and develop relationships that simply wouldn’t have happened without it.  I like looking through other people’s old photos.  Why, no idea?  Other than it’s fun.  I even like its ability to prove (to me) that people I think are jackasses, are in fact jackasses.  I assume others like that in similar fashion towards me.  Especially if they knew I was looking at all their old photos.

All the above is more true because of my limited ability to have real conversations with adults.  Just doesn’t happen much for me, still, which is understandable and largely due to time constraints (and my chit chat issues).   And, irony of it all, after weekend of reunioning where chit chat can become something I avoid, the first (only?) thing I do when getting together with a group of great friends is trivial chit chat… making fun of each other, cracking jokes, and so on.

In other hypocrisy news, I’m thinking of buying a Mac for our next computer.  It’s completely possible that’s only because I really really really think I might want an iPad, but that seems utterly ridiculous and unnecessary, but we do need a new computer, so maybe I can rationalize my way to a Mac.  stupid Macs.

The blog for the Tribune is up and going.  Posts by me and others can be found here.  Seems like I should write another one, but writing about my love of facebook and stalking you through your old photographs didn’t seem like such a good idea for the family section.

Tigers, yay.