Wednesday, May 07, 2008

It does serve a purpose.

I just got back from a nice long lunch spent on "the beach*" catching up with two classmates from high school. One I haven't seen since we were both wearing caps and gowns, and the other who I've only seen once- at our 10 year reunion. We talked about wives and children and houses and careers. Oddly enough we're all at the same institution of higher learning, although each in a different degree course (JD, PhD, & MS). It was lovely catching up, and I genuinely hope to see them again, preferably without waiting another 14 years.

As it turns out, Facebook has benefits that extend above and beyond throwing sheep (which I enjoy).

*No, I did not just move to a seaside resort. The Beach is a nickname for a portion of a street near Hometown U. It used to be more grassy, but these days it tends toward the cement.


Smellyann said...

I heard about that from one of the other attendees. I'm glad you went! How nice for all of you. Next time, invite me? ;)

Mary Stebbins Taitt said...

I remember the beach in the bad old days when it was utterly full of hanger oners, hippies, beatniks weirdo and students. It looked like a beach with towels and belonging scattered everywhere and when the weather was nice, people undressing to soak in the rays.

How fun to see old friends there.

Mary Stebbins Taitt said...

Throwing sheep is a nice way to remind people you love them.

Facebook is so much prettier than My Space.

Nadine said...

I agree. My Space is rather nasty.

And Smellyann, you have an open invitation.