Friend request

You’ve heard me talk, countless times, about the posts in my growing pending pile. Many have never escaped. In fact, it takes a pretty strong post to dig itself free and find you here. Now imagine what I don’t post.

Well, as chance would have it I’ve been working on a post about nostalgia and the years I spent at UF.

Today, I received a Facebook friend request from an actual, pre-internet age… friend… from UF! It’s a rare, precious thing. It’s someone who went to my wedding no less!

The downside is you’re gonna have to wait for my essay on nostalgia. This little bit of emotional over-reaction will have to tide you over.

I know. I feel your pain.


    1. Mea culpa Steve. (I hope I got my Pop-Latin right.

      Now that I’ve been called out, I’m gonna have to make sure it actually sees the light of day.

      I “promised” a post about Adam’s autistic friend a LONG time ago.

      So that’s two I’m on the hook for. I’d better get moving!

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