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Sunday, April 02, 2006

Proposed: Comanche Street reunion 2006 

It's Lisa's idea. I'm merely a shill.

It has been nearly 4 years. 6 since the fabled Summer of Love. Many of us are at important times of transition in our lives, both professionally and personally. Our only get-togethers in recent years have been during Christmas or Thanksgiving, and these have consisted usually of only a rushed evening together.

Let's get together this summer, perhaps in July or August, to share some of those old memories and catch up on recent years.

I have made available my parent's cabin in South Dakota, but that doesn't leave out the possibility of going anywhere else (Tahiti, anyone?).

Whatever it is, please signal your interest soon either by commenting on the blog here or emailing Lisa. This way, we can try to plan something several months in advance.

P.S. maybe I will even brew some beer to celebrate.

-Ben  22:46 EST | |

About us:

This weblog is an ongoing, if periodic, effort by several friends to stay in touch, in reading material, and in ideas.

Lucky Luciano is a former Italian Stallion real estate hustler and Benedict Arnold CEO turned shady lawyer-to-be. He lives in Denver.

Ben is a Paramedic and would-be philantropist who lives in Denver. He knows everything about nothing.

Fuzzy Dunlop lives in Manhattan. He is more than capable of standing up to the stresses of a high crime urban environment.

Jess is a teacher. But have YOU given her an apple? No, you haven't. You should be ashamed of yourself. This crazy feminist currently rests her copy of Awakening in Jersey City.

Matt is a pariah, iconoclast, and professor of gambling living in Oakland.

Miguel Sanchez is not Lionel Hutz.

Daddy Brooklyn lives in Brooklyn. He hates Republicans, though he wouldn't mind being ensconced in the landed elite of New York City.

Paul just smoked my eyelids and punched my cigarette.

Ziggy Stardust has no past.

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