A Bloy and his Blog

Tonight I tuned in to watch the debate between the candidates for Wisconsin Governor on TV. Either the debate wasn’t all that exciting or I was pretty tired from a hard day’s work. I saw the first two questions, responses and rebuttals, and the next thing I remember was waking up 15 minutes after the debate was over. So, I turn to Google Fight for enlightenment. Enter Scott McCallum versus Jim Doyle and Doyle wins by over 200,000 Google entries. It’s official — I’m voting for Doyle. (It’s okay, I wasn’t going to vote for a conservative Republican no matter how many Google entries he had).

Condo news: My loan has been approved! In just another 24 days I will be thirty years in debt. Now, who wants to come over and help me pack?

Just two more weeks until I’m thirty years in debt. My apartment is beginning to resemble a warehouse with all the boxes I’ve got laying about. You don’t realize how much junk you’ve got until you start handling everything you own piece by piece. While going through a closet this weekend I discovered a bunch of junk that I haven’t touched since I put it in the closet eight years ago when I moved in. If anyone can tell me why I was keeping this stuff, they’ll win the grand prize for the week.*

*The grand prize for this week is a box full of junk that hasn’t been used for eight years.

So there I was going through some stuff as I was packing yesterday and I came across my high school yearbooks. I couldn’t resist opening the first one and browsing through it. It’ll just take a few minutes, I said to myself. After I had finished looking through all three an hour had passed and a rush of memories were flooding my brain. Sometimes I wish I could go back to high school with the knowledge of life that I now have. I also wish I could go back and visit those good friends I had that I lost touch with so long ago. Here’s to my classmates. I hope you’re doing well.