My Mass E-Mail
I recently sent out an end-of-the-semester email to all my far-flung friends, relatives, former co-workers, parole officers, etc. Here it is:
Hi there, handsome person!
It’s your old buddy Andy P. here. And it’s the end of yet another semester at the 2nd tier (but first in our hearts!) state college known as Central Michigan University. I only have one more year left here, at which point I will have spent a total of 10 of my (now) 35 years at CMU. It’s nuts, I know. But then again, my recent exploits might have you reconsidering just how “nuts” I really am. Because this semester saw yours truly dating two very fine 22-year-old brunettes (totally my type). I mean, really, I wasn’t dating honeys like this when I was 22! I think it’s the gray hair that really attracts them. Yeah, I am starting to get some gray hair. But I don’t mind. At least I’m not losing any of it, so it can go a little gray if it wants to. :)
“So, Andy,” you’re asking, “were you up to anything other than satisfying your stunted adolescent ego with young ladies far too young for your somewhat extended refractory period?”
My answer: Most likely, but nothing else really comes to mind at the moment.
And now the semester is over, I find myself single once again, and looking down the barrel of a summer spent out on the deck, sipping Oberon, and digging into my reading list. Summer is totally my favorite time of year. I really am meant to be a teacher. :)
Seriously, it's been a good semester. I wasn’t all that thrilled with any of my classes, but it’s the personal growth that I’ve experienced that has me so psyched. For the past three years, I had been, somewhat unknowingly, running on auto-pilot, numb from grief and loss. I’d let my health and my looks go, and wasn’t feeling very positive about life and/or love. Another example, indicative of this mindset, is the slight rightward shift in my political views underwent after 9/11 (since corrected, with a vengeance).
But the attentions of a beautiful young girl in one of my classes snapped me out of my entropy. And now, here I am, alive again, no longer merely going through the motions. As poor Martha Stewart used to say, "It's a good thing."
So, in closing, I'm looking forward to a relaxing summer. And I’m really excited about the coming school year (my last) and the fact that, this time next year, it will be me graduating and finding a job and waving goodbye to Mount Pleasant and CMU.
I hope you’re having a great spring and that you have a terrific summer. I’m gonna go see Kill Bill, Vol. 2 now, which I have been too busy to see until today.
Cheers,
Andy P.
Hi there, handsome person!
It’s your old buddy Andy P. here. And it’s the end of yet another semester at the 2nd tier (but first in our hearts!) state college known as Central Michigan University. I only have one more year left here, at which point I will have spent a total of 10 of my (now) 35 years at CMU. It’s nuts, I know. But then again, my recent exploits might have you reconsidering just how “nuts” I really am. Because this semester saw yours truly dating two very fine 22-year-old brunettes (totally my type). I mean, really, I wasn’t dating honeys like this when I was 22! I think it’s the gray hair that really attracts them. Yeah, I am starting to get some gray hair. But I don’t mind. At least I’m not losing any of it, so it can go a little gray if it wants to. :)
“So, Andy,” you’re asking, “were you up to anything other than satisfying your stunted adolescent ego with young ladies far too young for your somewhat extended refractory period?”
My answer: Most likely, but nothing else really comes to mind at the moment.
And now the semester is over, I find myself single once again, and looking down the barrel of a summer spent out on the deck, sipping Oberon, and digging into my reading list. Summer is totally my favorite time of year. I really am meant to be a teacher. :)
Seriously, it's been a good semester. I wasn’t all that thrilled with any of my classes, but it’s the personal growth that I’ve experienced that has me so psyched. For the past three years, I had been, somewhat unknowingly, running on auto-pilot, numb from grief and loss. I’d let my health and my looks go, and wasn’t feeling very positive about life and/or love. Another example, indicative of this mindset, is the slight rightward shift in my political views underwent after 9/11 (since corrected, with a vengeance).
But the attentions of a beautiful young girl in one of my classes snapped me out of my entropy. And now, here I am, alive again, no longer merely going through the motions. As poor Martha Stewart used to say, "It's a good thing."
So, in closing, I'm looking forward to a relaxing summer. And I’m really excited about the coming school year (my last) and the fact that, this time next year, it will be me graduating and finding a job and waving goodbye to Mount Pleasant and CMU.
I hope you’re having a great spring and that you have a terrific summer. I’m gonna go see Kill Bill, Vol. 2 now, which I have been too busy to see until today.
Cheers,
Andy P.
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