My alumni mag came yesterday and I made it to the “does anyone know who the hell these people are” picture…except its was on the cover this time. Not a big thing as it was not a big school but odd to see me there at a reception in my grad week, skinny and young in the back next to my then beardy pal Jamie. Nice mod narrow ties. Sweet lid in the foreground, too. What I really like is that I appear to be speaking or yawning but if you look to the right and see big Johnny at the bar he is doing the same thing. Because we are probably singing “…everybody wang chung tonight…” or something. I am not so sad for the lost youth, the years or even the unattainable thin – I am just saddened that the world never learned the message of that song:
…On the edge of oblivion
All the world is babylon
And all the love and everyone
A ship of fools sailing onAcross the nation, around the world
Everybody have fun tonight
A celebration so spread the word
Ah, for the days of nuclear fear pop.