The Gremlin's Grotto

Hello again. They were some nice memories... they all made me laugh. But back to that in a sec. First off, I am turning 30 this weekend... yup, can't believe it actually, I don't feel that old... how can I possibly be 30???? Plans for the weekend? Well, my sister bought me and Monica tickets to go see Billy Elliot, which is the most popular play/musical happening here right now. Can't wait for that. On Saturday, we are having some friends over to Monica's for dinner and stuff, so that will be fun. Sunday is my actual birthday, and I have no plans. I don't think Monica does either, so it looks like a typical sunday: we sit around doing nothing, and being happy doing it. I also took today, Friday and Monday off work, which are my first days off since I started work at MWB... and I NEED IT!!! We have new staff, and one of them is a complete and utter ass. I think I will need a transfer if I stay with the company... yes, it is that bad. I don't have the energy to get into it, but needless to say, not good.

So, back to the comments. I feel like I owe you all in turn a memory back.

Kimberley: Well, let's see... there are two memories that come to mind, so I guess I will bring up the one that is the most important. You saying, over and over again... how you would NEVER.... EVER.... have a child!!! HAHA... yup, I can picture you right now, sitting there saying, 'never would I have a child.' Well, for you people who don't know Kimberley, she changed her mind within 6 months or so of me leaving the company ;)

Burton: Damn dude, you took all the great memories in a sentence. But, I guess the funniest memory was your grad party in your backyard. You were Hulk, Rick and others, going so far as taking off your shirt and strutting!!! Damn man that was some funny shit!!! WOOOooooooo

Alex: HAHAHAHA. Xela Orb... well, Xela Orb was a name that me and Alex used for any rented computer games that we needed to enter a name. It stood for Alex Bro(ussard). Sounded like a great name when spelt backwards. As for my memory of you: I have to say, probably the first time i met you, you long haired hippy!!!! We were at some little gym in Dartmouth learning how to pummel people with sticks. Anyway, you were really young, but I asked you if you felt like coming over to play some games with me, Jay and Vince. I still am not sure why, but you showed up!!! And hence began a great friendship that has survived over years and thousands of miles.

Dad: Damn, that is a tough one for so many reasons. I mean, you have always been there, and of course there are memories upon memories. I guess I will pick one that made me so proud of you. That one being the second bike trip from Halifax to Sydney. I remember hearing that you were going to make it (your first one ended close, with your knee giving out if I remember right), and not only was I proud of you for it, but also happy for you, because I knew that would mean alot to you as a personal triumph. There are alot of other memories that came to mind, but I like that one most.

Jay: Damn dude, that memory you wrote about would have been my first choice as well!!! Good god that is a hilarious memory. As for picking a memory: I have to say the numerous trips out camping in High School. We would pack up, you, me, Liam and Joel and find a place to just hang out for a day or two. They were always fun times, and I am sure my parents always wondered why in the hell we would do that. All honesty, I have no idea!!! But the Lake out by Liam's was a favorite spot... Good times... good times indeed.

Darren: You slacker!!! you didn't commit!!!! Well, you did make me laugh though. In turn, I will give you a memory: Actually, it goes back to the first meeting of you, me and Jay. We were playing games in your basement, and I had been told very little about you guys, but you made me feel like I had been part of your crew for a long time. You were a gracious host and never lost that.

Well, going down memory lane is fun, so if anyone else wants to post, I will return it in kind. Oh, Kimberley: Who's Got the Bomb... that was the game. You decided someone on the bus who was going to blow things up, and then come up with reasons why they were likely to do it. Not so funny now... sigh...


So sits,
Melancholy and full of memories,
The Desk Gremlin

Any problems or comments for the Grotto should be directed to a dark place, or if you really must, daiunus@yahoo.ca