Rollin' With My Homies...

My man MC of Hammers Mark was in town this weekend, and we were able to hang out for a few hours on Friday night. We grabbed some grub then hit the patio for a fire and talk. Many topics were discussed, but few of the threads of conversation were seen all the way through. Mark and I both seem quite capable of striking off on tangents, never to return to the starting point. Oh well, it makes thinks more interesting, I think.

Even though we haven't seen each other for four or five years (and that was just a few moments at a Wartburg homecoming; let's keep the next span a bit shorter with a Twins game eh?)Friday seemed less like catching up than just getting together. A great thing, this internet...