Weekend Summary

Whatever

Spent last night at my 10 year high school reunion. The more things change ... Sadly, it was nothing like the reunion in Grosse Pointe Blank. That said, the following exchange fairly accurately summarizes my feelings about the whole affair:

Marcella: You know, when you start getting invited to your ten year high school reunion, time is catching up.
Martin Blank: Are you talking about a sense of my own mortality or a fear of death?
Marcella: Well, I never really thought about it quite like that.
Martin Blank: Did you go to yours?
Marcella: Yes, I did. It was just as if everyone had swelled.