friends rediscovered part II
Curious about others I’ve fallen out of touch with, I decided to Google this guy I knew back when I was dancing. He wasn’t what I’d consider a good friend (not in any sense of the word) but he had a unique online handle.
What was surprising was that he was still using that identity and that it tied him to, of all things, Thai prostitution boards. It appears he’s living over there and is becoming quite the expert.
friends rediscovered part I
Last week I reconnected with my best friend from high school. I haven’t spoken to her in eight or nine years. There was no animosity, just a simple drifting.
Most of that was my fault. We started drifting when I started cocktailing at a strip club. Although we laughed about the job, I let myself lose contact with her when I started stripping (I had a feeling she wouldn’t like it) And she moved back to East Texas around that time, which made it easier to lose contact.
As is the way of small towns, she recently ran into my mother and my mother told her about my nonprofit. She contacted me through there. I was surprised, thrilled and scared when I received her message.
Pollyanna never had it so good
What is failure? Really? Merely “success that hasn’t occurred yet.” Very heartening to anyone, anywhere, trying to accomplish anything. (Perhaps Townsend has a future career as a motivational speaker?)
(Yes, I’ve read Pollyanna. Although she was very chipper, she didn’t stoop to poli-speak.)

