Journal Entry #11

Yesterday I had a chance to explore Decatur a little bit. I am amazed by the fact that I practically grew up in that part of ATL, yet can barely get around. I woke up at Unc Dick’s, did a little bit of computer work, and then started making plans. Man, I gotta say, this website business is not as easy as it sounds, and quite time consuming. You hear about people that are making thousands, and even millions from it, and like me, probably think that it must be easy. But it is not so. I have spent several days trying to get this site up to par, and still don’t have it quite the way I want it. But I digress...

So I hooked up with my friend Mary yesterday. I met her last summer down in Argentina, Buenos Aires to be exact. We went out a lot with the whole crew down there, so it was really great to see her. Mary is going to school to be a doctor. I didn’t realize it, but she is a couple of years older than me. I spent about six weeks with her last summer, going to class, dinner, and out to the clubs, yet never knew that! Well, anyways, we went to the Brick Store in the square in downtown Decatur. It was such a pleasant day that we decided to sit outside, around these wooden barrels that have been converted into tables. This place had your typical bar/pub food, and we both ordered hamburgers. But for $15 for a meal that feeds two and great burgers, it was a bargain in my books. It really was great to see Mary too. It seems as if she knows me better than some people with whom I have attended school at Eckerd, despite the fact that we only knew each other for a little over a month. Something about spending a lot of time with someone when you are abroad, you really get to know them. For instance, my friends Marc and Nick are people I consider to be some of my closest friends, both of whom I got to know outside of the US. Adam Stokes became my brother after about a week in Europe.

Mary and I said our good byes, and she dropped me off back at the house. I made plans to go out with my cousin Liz and her friends for dinner. So only slightly late (OH WAY TO GO LIZ!!!) I got picked up, and Allan, Liz, Jesse, and I went to the Taco Mac in downtown Decatur. Fooled by the name, I had tacos on the mind all day, and had to order them that night. However I found out they actually specialize in wings and beer. This place has something like 300 choices of beers to choose from, and you can join the passport club, which allows you a discount on beer after you have spent like $600!!! They keep track of all the different beers on computer after you slide your card, and you get a print out of them. Well, I passed on joining since I am in Decatur so little, but it seems like a great idea. MARKETING!!!!!

After dinner, Thor picked me up. Olivia’s (my ex-girlfriend) brother, is the exception to the human race. About 6'3", 100% American with a strange European accent (his parents were both American but they lived in Europe as part of some cult; I could go on forever here and it is a separate story in itself), has a PHD in math, is over 30 years old, but acts like he is about 15. Nonetheless, it was good to see him, despite the endless conversations about anal sex and learning how he discovered the sensitivity of his prostrate. You have to have a sense of humor and a tolerance for the crude to be around Thor, cuz many people would not permit themselves to be in the same room as this guy. Crazy as it is, these same people that would be ashamed to be seen with him in public would gladly watch about him on Springer. So imagine the entertainment that comes along with your own private Springer show! He picked me up with his friend Mark, a Canadien from Toronto who also had a PHD in math, and from there we went to their friend Christian’s house. I also met his (Christian) sister Crystal, who was very attractive in a sexy school teacher kind of way, and we played foozeball for a couple of hours. I came back to my Uncle’s house a little after midnight and hit the hey.