My OperaOld Friends
Tuesday, January 24, 2006 8:19:57 PM
I received an email from an old friend the other day. It has been a long logn time since we last talked. It is entirely my bad. All kinds of crap happened - moving, school, work - and I just didn't call.
Jason and I have an interesting history. I was living in Saint John New Brunswick when I met him. The details are kind of foggy but they go something like this. I was in University - the University of New Brunswick Saint John. I had a friend - Jan Sorenson - who was editor of the university news paper - the Baron. Jason was a mystery writer for the paper. I can't remember what the context was but I imagine - because he was a mystery writer - it was about school politics of some sort. I was hangin' out at the Baron - which became more and more the headquarters of lunch events and video game playing. Ah Conquest, you sucked up so much of my time - good times. It was a strange thing, sort of great friends on sight - at least that's how I felt it. We started hanging out more and more but to skip over some of the 'in-between' we eventually decided it was time to leave. So we did - in the most literary sense of the word. Kerouac was a big influence at the time - because of Jason. So we went On The Road. It was the end of the school year. We both wanted something new. We both wanted out of Saint John. So we hitchhiked our ass out of there and made way west. It was risky - I had only know Jason for maybe 4 to 5 months. But it all payed off in the end.
Jason and I have an interesting history. I was living in Saint John New Brunswick when I met him. The details are kind of foggy but they go something like this. I was in University - the University of New Brunswick Saint John. I had a friend - Jan Sorenson - who was editor of the university news paper - the Baron. Jason was a mystery writer for the paper. I can't remember what the context was but I imagine - because he was a mystery writer - it was about school politics of some sort. I was hangin' out at the Baron - which became more and more the headquarters of lunch events and video game playing. Ah Conquest, you sucked up so much of my time - good times. It was a strange thing, sort of great friends on sight - at least that's how I felt it. We started hanging out more and more but to skip over some of the 'in-between' we eventually decided it was time to leave. So we did - in the most literary sense of the word. Kerouac was a big influence at the time - because of Jason. So we went On The Road. It was the end of the school year. We both wanted something new. We both wanted out of Saint John. So we hitchhiked our ass out of there and made way west. It was risky - I had only know Jason for maybe 4 to 5 months. But it all payed off in the end.
