Going back in time a bit… registration went pretty smoothly, though it was in a different place than it has been… in fact, a lot was different – even beyond the revamping of all the resteraunts (one sold out and became a Quiznos)… it was an interesting day leading up to that point… it was as if i had met up with an old friend, but didn’t have anything to talk about, leaving us drenched in awkward silence as we try to remember what it was that we liked about each other…

see, the first year i came down, i was welcomed with a warm embrace… i was at what seemed at the time like the top of my game… i had justsigned on with CMCentral, there was talk of revival, and all seemed to go quite well… last year, my second GMA, was shrouded in sympathy, hope and the excitement of meeting up with friends… my situation had apparently been the talk of the town shortly before my arrival and it seemed that it was a year to re-establish myself, reassure my contacts and move on…

this year, it started out really slow… i almost felt out of place amongst the unfamiliar faces… i expected it though, and i figured that it would work itself out… it has and i’ve officially caught my stride, sore legs and all, but i just wonder if there will come a time when i’m the strange cousin that no one wants at the reunion, but everyone knows they have to invite anyway…

Anyway, at registration, i met up with Chris from The Bridge and we caught up and people-watched for a while, spotting lots of fun folks, artists and otherwise… said hello to some of the folks that i work with at my dayjob and moved on… and now, we’ll move on…

peace… love… bdg…