Thursday, May 31, 2007

messing with the fabric of time and space

I know that you are all wondering how someone of my extreme youth could possible be receiving an invitation to a 25 year reunion. University graduation, even.
It's magic.
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We were all so young in these pictures! Can you find me? I'm in two photos. Feel free to click to get the full big screen tv effect.

I'll give you a hint - I'm the drunk one. Oh wait, that would be pretty much everybody.

11 comments:

mellowlee said...

Heeheee, I see you! In the red dress, and again in the middle/right side photo :O) I hope you have a great time

Barbara Bruederlin said...

Dang, Mel! You are goo-ood! There is no fooling you.

Sadly, I'm not going to be able to go. It's in Manitoba and we are already taking a trip there later in the summer. Bummer.

BeckEye said...

Aha! I knew that was you in the red dress.

"Let's celebrate...but not as hard as we used to." Why don't they just send an invite that says, "Come dancing, but be sure not to break a hip?" Or a more-to-the-point, "Let's reunite one last time before we all die, oldsters."

Allison said...

That red dress is very pretty my friend!! Too bad you won't be able to make it. I think I'd go to my uni one, but not the high school one.

When I graduate today I'll think of what we all shall look like 25 years from now ;) It'll take my mind off thinking I'm going to trip on stage.

Karen said...

Yep, red dress. Smoking.

Johnny Yen said...

I love the invite: "Let's Celebrate...but not as hard as we used to."

I was just digging through a bunch of old photos from college. I came across pictures from a party in 1981. Me and about 8 other guys went through about ten gallons of "Strip and Go Naked Punch." Everyone brought whatever booze they had in their room-- vodka, wine, a six pack of generic beer-- and then we added lemonade mix and grain alcohol. We drank that and then went out to a bar. How I survived my twenties is beyond me.

Barbara Bruederlin said...

Good point, Beckeye. I don't think most of us from that class need any more reminders not to party as hard as we used to, as we have neither the energy nor the inclination for it. Although drunken motorized wheelchairs races would be awesome.

And it's better than picturing everyone naked, Al.
Happily, the invite did spark a couple of us who are in the same town to make plans to get together this month, so not all is lost.
I wish you a most auspicious convocation, my friend!

I'm not smoking, Karen, I'm drinking! Oh ... I see, hey thanks!

Isn't that an understatement, Johnny! Twenty-somethings are 10 feet tall and bullet-proof, if I remember correctly. "Strip and Go Naked Punch" - brilliant name - sums it all up.

justacoolcat said...

I'll turn 25 in a few months.


(just kidding)

Toccata said...

Well, your label sure as heck does not pertain to me! I think I had the identical dress in green.

Barbara Bruederlin said...

We're the same age then, Just A! You must have been a child prodigy too.

Oh the green one would have looked great with your colouring, Toccata. They must have been a popular style amongst us fashion mavens.

Bubs said...

MizBubs just missed her 25th reunion, but she's gotten back in touch with some of her classmates.