just one of those things

[mountain_laurel]

i woke up this morning thinking about the redoubtable Psychocop, and i haven't been able to get him off my mind since. where is he? what is he doing? has he settled down and had a bunch of kids, or is he still a paranoid, misanthropic gun nut? (no disrespect intended to paranoid, misanthropic gun nuts, mind you. some of my best friends &c.)

by my reckoning, it's been 20 years and maybe a month since the last time i saw Kevin. Sifu Tai Yim threw him a little going-away party at a Chinese restaurant, complete with Peking duck and kung pao octopus. this was especially exciting since none of us had ever seen Kevin eat before. (Previously we had believed him to subsist entirely on Pepsi.) when it came time to say goodbye, i was dying to give him a hug, but i'm not a touchy person and he never seemed touchable. he was halfway across the parking lot by the time Sifu and his girlfriend Donna badgered me into it. (they apparently thought Kevin and i should get together. Donna asked me once why we didn't, and i had no good answer. i've always wondered if she asked him too, and what he would have said.)

anyway, i hugged him. he even hugged me back. it's a good memory.

but why today? why, suddenly, out of the blue, is my brain regurgitating this anamnesis? (that's your word of the day, kids.) and why can't i shut it down and concentrate on what i'm supposed to be doing? is this just a symptom of impending 40-dom? it was bad enough crushing on him the first time around. i really don't have time for this right now. i need to be writing about rated capacity indicators and function kick-out relays, but all i want to do is listen to Boston and think rueful thoughts of forgone opportunities for rejection.

would somebody please come over here and whack me upside the head with something so i can get some damn work done?

Comments

[jbsegal.livejournal.com]

Holy mother of god… You realize that we've known each other… somewhat more than 20 years????
God DAMN.

[merde.livejournal.com]

yeah. yeah, i do realize that. and don't think for a minute that i don't bitterly resent the fact that my days of making out with cute guys in empty hotel conference rooms ended that long ago.

*sob*

don't feel too bad, though. i've known dglenn for a bit over 25 years now, and madbodger and maugorn very nearly as long.

which leads me to a question: why is it that almost all the men i know from back then are so hairy?

[satyric.livejournal.com]

Not to worry. You're still meeting fuzzy men.

In Cryptonomiconese you may be "sasquatch-seeky."

[merde.livejournal.com]

oh no, quite the opposite. if i were sasquatch-seeky, i'd have gone out with all of them, instead of just having a fling with jbsegal. i'm actually a strong proponent of unbeardedness. that's one of the things that always made life difficult for me -- the vast, vast majority of men i meet tend toward the sasquatchish.

you know how it is. sf conventions, RPGs, the software industry... i really must cultivate a more diverse group of acquaintances.

[dianec42.livejournal.com]

Yeah yeah yeah. Welcome to the club.

We're not getting older, we're getting sillier!

[merde.livejournal.com]

thanks for sharing that incredibly embarrassing anecdote with the entire internet. i'd tell the story about the time we were hanging out in your room at your parents' house and you found some cheese of indeterminate age in amongst your porn magazines, but i already know you're pretty much impossible to embarrass, so instead i'll just threaten to fill your car with instapack.