We had fun. We boated, we drank, we golfed and we drank. We told stories and lies. We hung out at a college tailgate party with that wonderful youthful energy. We numbed some of the pain that we inflict upon ourselves.
I will call him Mark, because that is his name. He is an Obama hating racist. He did not use the N word but he has in the past. A pot smoking Donald Trump supporter. Only marginally employed with his best days well behind him. Living those Glory Days as Bruce Springsteen put it so eloquently. A fat guy making passes at any female that will tolerate him.
It was his 27th wedding anniversary. Apparently she is unworthy of a celebration. She is a nice woman. I do not understand marrying someone and not wanting to spend quality time with her.
At some level I do understand. The thrill is gone. Kids are still at home. It is too expensive to divorce. He has left his health go to hell. She is not young and pretty. She is not going anywhere. What is the point?
Perhaps the point is that you should be kind to your partner. Seek to respect and improve the relationship. Don't be an asshole.
The other thing that pisses me off is the small-minded Cincinnati drivel. What the Cincinnati Reds did 26 years ago. Who played on the big red machine. What St. X's football score was and why does Moeller football suck?
Well enough of my charming thoughts for the day.....
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