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October 2009
Reunions
28 October 2009 - 01:47
Well my faithful readers, or shall I shall I say those few of you who simply get an email about once a month... I really hate to be "that guy" who has a blog with nothing but posts about how I should post more. However, if I were to post, that is about all I would have to say. Not too much is going on worth mentioning.
I guess for today I can write about last Saturday evening. Hopefully, a few of you who read this can fill in the missing details. If you are confused, keep reading, it will soon become obvious...
About 19:00, my friend Daniel and I loaded up and head over to another buddy's place, Jed, whom I haven't seen in quite some time as he was in the Navy and I was out of the country. On the way there, we stopped and picked up a six pack and as a joke I got one of those really big bottles of beer you see in the gas stations.
The idea was to drink those and then chill out. However, it did not happen that way. Daniel was the DD - Designated Driver and I was the other DD - Designated Drunk. I'm certainly not proud of it and in no way am I bragging about it, but I was wasted before all was said and done. I had my big bottle and half of the six pack. Then, I opened another one from the cooler. That would not have been so bad had I stopped there, or at the very least, had more to eat as there was plenty of wonderfully tasty dove.
At this point, the details begin to get a little fuzzy. I can remember Alex arriving and speaking a bit with him. I know he mentioned that he quit drinking and for that I commend him. Following this conversation, I only have minor "blips" of memories...
I briefly remember speaking to Brian, though I've no recollection of anything that was said. I recall writing on the walls at Bacchus, but I did not remember going there at all, so much that I didn't actually think I was there but instead thought that the writing was a dream. I was informed the next day that I was there to the surprise of my informant, Jeff, who I have no memory of meeting at all that evening either.
Thankfully, I do barely remember playing the Wii, as it was my first time! Best I can recall, I was playing bowling against someone with long hair and I won, but I cannot say that for certain. I also remember standing in the kitchen and someone saying something which caused me to put my arm around some random girl. I'm not sure, but if I had to guess, she was not impressed, nor did she appreciate this gesture.
Finally, I remember being in the garage with Jed and Daniel. Jed was saying something about of all the years he has known me, he had never seen me act as I was. Then Daniel and I left, I guess...
The next morning, I woke with a hangover from hell, as much I did deserve for my stupidity and immaturity. Beside me was the large, empty beer bottle which I drank first and in my pocket were seven bottle caps. I take it to mean that I drank at least those 8, but I would say that I probably had more some of which were open when I got them or I threw the cap away myself. I really cannot say.
Though it will not make right what was done, I will first apologize here to all those who were present and at some point, I'm certain that it will come up again in person. Also note that something like this will not be happening again. For the time being and without any specifics, I have completely decided to put down the bottle. Sure, many times, many people have said this and never went through with it, but I mean it. Those who cannot respect my decision, I cannot call my friend. It is as simple as that. I'm not saying I intend to never drink again, but I do seek to be almost without alcohol, especially until I am more mature with my decisions about it and more importantly, loose the thirst for it. It will be hard, but I know I have the strength to do it as there were many times in Brno, at clubs, parties and bars, where I told myself the same thing and ultimately resisted all pressures to hold my ground. It should only be easier here, right?
Anyway... I'm glad that I got to see Jed again and I thank him for the great party. I'm sorry I was as I was. There is no excuse. I hope we can do it again and more importantly, that I remember it all. Also, I'm really sorry to your friends Jed, if I did anything which bothered or offended them. You can give me hell about it later...
Until next time,
Peace!
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Přiběh o štěstí || Story of Happiness
02 October 2009 - 04:50
Jakou cenu ma jeden rok pta se student, ktery propadl u zaverecne zkousky.
Jakou cenu ma jeden mesic pta se matka, ktera predcasne porodila sve dite.
Jakou cenu ma jeden tyden, to je otazka vydavatele tydeniho magazinu.
Jakou cenu ma jedna hodina je otazka milencu, kteri se nemohou dockat az se setkaji.
Na cenu jedne minuty se pta nekdo, kdo zmeskal odjezd sveho vlaku, autobusu, nebo odlet sveho letadla.
Jakou cenu ma jeden sekunda se pta clovek, ktery prezil havarii.
Jakou cenu ma jedna tisicna sekundy se pta ten, kdo na olympijskych hrach vyhral stribnou medaili.
Cas na nikoho nepocka, vnimejme proto kazdy okamzik, ktery nam jeste v zivote zbyva, protoze ma nesmirnou cenu.
Podelme se o nej s milym clovekem a jeho cena se jeste znasobi.
Puvod tohoto pribehu je neznamy, ale prinese stesti kazdemu, kdo ho preda dal.
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What is the worth of one year asks the student who failed the final exam?
What price of one month to the mother who gave an early birth to her child?
What is the worth of one week? It is the question of a weekly-magazine publisher.
What is the worth of one hour? It is the question of lovers who can not wait to meet.
The price of one minute to someone who missed his train, bus, or departure plane?
What is the worth of one second, to the pilot, who survived the crash?
What is the price of one one-thousandth of a second to the one who won the silver medal?
Time does not wait for anyone. Feel for every moment, with what life is left in us, because it has a tremendous price.
Share this story and its price is sure to multiply.
Origins of this story are unknown, but it will bring happiness to anyone who had it before.
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