Heppy Heppy Birfday too yoooou toooyoou!

Dear Ambre,

I want to start by saying HEPPY BIRFDAY! Getting older kinda blows, but at your age it probably still means something to you and I wish you a good one! It has been probably a year and some since I last spoke to you in person. It’s kind of inexcusable, but its what happens when you are a shut in like I am. We had some good times back at the café, or atleast I did watching you fend off the advances of mentally ill gentleman callers at 4 am. It was such an odd thing to see you there, though in a lot of ways I guess you fit in just fine.

I remember going to Theo and Stacy’s a couple of times and getting food after your shift, again, old dudes and the mentally ill, which made it a pretty easy transition from the café. I also remember waking up on your couch once with the most brutal hangover ever, and you trying to get me to drink some of that vitamin shit you always had. I got home later and pretty much slept in the shower. Ahh drinking is so fun!

We had some good times you and I, and unlikely duo at best, but we made that shit work for a spell. I have been meaning to track you down at the Strutt, but I just can not bring myself to go into that place. I have no idea why, but I think I have finally given up on that building. I have frequented like 8 businesses there over the years and every one of them failed, so I guess this is an experiment to see if it will stay open if I stay out.

We have had little interaction on fb, other than the occasional posting for some event at the stutt, or my grumbling about said invite. Also you don’t seem to update at all either, so really I don’t think this will be all that big a deal as things go. All the same I assume you still have my info, so if at some point you feel froggy and want to chit chat for a bit, give me notice and we can make it so.

Today was a great day, but tomorrow our FBfriendship will end,

Curt

Megawha!

Dear Meaghan,

I know that I must know you from stand, but I have looked through my emails and everything, and I don’t think we ever interacted directly. I kept seeing your face in my news feed and I just thought I knew you, and maybe I do but don’t remember.

As I combing through my list trying to work out all the people I don’t have a lot of connection with I keep running into people who my brain just told me were friends. I just looked at your face and thought; “hey that girl looks friendly, she must be my friend”. Then it turns out, this may not actually be the case.

These posts I am making are getting to be boring, because I am finding folks on here I don’t have much history with. That being said, if you know better than I do what kind of interaction we have had I would really like to hear it. I assume I friended you because of stand, but out side of that, I got nothing. Maybe if you happen to know you could tell me and jog my memory.

I guess this is one lesson learned though going through this whole thing, sometimes a face seems enough to be a friend. I am assuming this tag will come as a surprise to you, as you have a lot of friends and at this point any connection to me will have been forgotten, but just take it in stride, and ignore it. If you are curious, just read the first post on this blog, and it will explain why this has happened and what it means…or again…just ignore it.

Today is a great day, but tomorrow will be too if we work at it.

Curt

Espanola hill?

Dear Theresa,

Man I am fairly sure we never talked in school. I can not recall one instance where we did. If you happen to remember any please let me know as it would be good to know. Most of my highschool years have been deleted from my brain.

I remember you Angie, and Oscar all having the same last name, and there seemed to be something weird about the relation, like you and Angie were sisters, but Oscar was a cousin…or maybe there was someone else in a younger grade with the same last name…jesus I suck at this.

I know Josh and I used to walk by your house on our way back from kendalburger park sometimes, though I don’t recall ever seeing you there. Josh had a pool party once, were you there? I really should have just let people I knew in highschool tell me what the hell I did back then. It would have certainly been more productive than trying to use my cobwebbed head as a resource.

The good news is I have zero bad memories towards you. I think I may have envied some of your popularity, as well as that of Angie and Oscar. I definitely think you were the more approachable one. Like I said I cannot remember specific instances, but I do seem to feel like talking could have possibly happened with you. I am fairly sure I never talked to Angie, and as far as Oscar is concerned it would have only been about football, or him and Joe busting my balls about something.

In either case, we have not exchanged on fb at all so its probably no big deal to lose me off your list. I hope life continues to be good for you, and nothing but the best things to happen.

Today is a great day, but tomorrow will be too if we work at it.

Curt

Tallglassawahwah

Dear Kristi,

Well it basically all started with me hating enya I think. I was at the crow’s nest and you were working, some god aweful enya (or enya-eske) music was playing and I could not take it. So I made a mixed cd right there on the spot. I recall at some point later you mentioning it, which meant you remembered, which made me terribly pleased with myself.

I have seen you out and about a few times, but as is becoming a theme here, we only speak when it is completely unavoidable. I don’t know if this is me, you, or a combination. But it’s the way it is and I as per usual accept it as is. I assume I will continue to see you about the town when I am out so that we might continue this time honored tradition.

As far as FB goes, well it is pretty much the same as in real life. I have had pretty little, if any contact with you through here, so I am sure this will go over just fine. If you happen to feel this summation of our interaction is inaccurate please feel free to correct me. My memory is as always a mess, and I am missing huge swaths of anecdotes from people on my periphery.

Today is a great day, but tomorrow will be too if we work at it.

Curt

Moore than meets the eye!

Dear Readers (all like 5 of you),

Here is one example of where FB has actually done the world some good. While the details are sketchy on my end (because I suck at actually talking to people), Christopher and Renee Moore had some shit stuff go down in the last week. They had a fire at their house, lost all of their stuff, and their wonderful albeit infamous cat Warpig, who was a bit of a legend in Kalamazoo. During this what I can only imagine is an awful awful experience, something wonderful has happened: people decided to give a shit. Not only that many people have decided to give TWO shits, and actually do something about said shits.

I have known Chris in a cursory manner for years, I was never really in his circle but obviously being one of the Old Guard of Kzoo, we are aware of one another. I have always known him to be a stand up guy, with a pretty fucking hilarious sense of humor. I will just go ahead and assume his wife is much the same. In either case what happened after this turn of events has warmed my black little heart.

I won’t name names of who really got this all going, but at this point I am sure all will agree that the result is what is important, not the people involved in getting it started. There has been a pretty sizeable outpouring of sympathy and donations almost all of which has been generated via FB, and to boot this was all unprompted and organically generated by their actual friends, without their knowledge. I know that no amount of money is going to really fix what has happened, but I also know that if everybody pitches in, even just a little, it will make a couple of decent people have a better time working through a mess that has landed in their lap. That being said, Please please please go here http://goo.gl/WAQHz and drop off some loot. It all helps and if nothing else the gesture will be a little warm blanket for these two as they work to reassemble their lives together.

Nobody gets unfriended today, as I am feeling a little to sunny about FB right now to be objective and selective. You all get a pass, but I full well expect you to donate in return. Best wishes to Chris and Renee, I hope you are doing a little better as every minute passes. You have friends, even if they aren’t on your friends list.

Today is a great day, but tomorrow will be too if we work at it.

Curt

KLA in the morning

Hey Kayla,

You were in a class with me and were very nice to me. I was pretty skittish at the time at WMU. Being an older “non-traditional student” tends to wear on a fella. Not to mention I felt like the only smoker in the entire university. I would go outside to smoke and have people walk by looking at me like I was beating on a dog or something. Fortunately for me, it was less so at the art school. You were one of the first people to make an effort to talk to me there, which was a surprise as I had managed to go like a whole year without any significant exchanges while smoking outside.

The conversation was nothing out of the ordinary, basic bitching about professors, classes, and the general difficulties behind employment. But all the same, these were things we could commiserate about together in a cancer generating environment, and that was fine with me.

Aside from when you got your nose broken (and showed up to class like a trooper the next day) there haven’t been too many experiences I can recall. We have chatted on fb a few times, but it seemed like everytime I did that, you ended up either mad at me, or in general uninterested in the interaction. I can understand, I am lucky enough to be a guy and just about no one ever bugs me on chat.

All that being said this may well be the closing of our friendship, as I don’t really have another avenue in which to talk to you, but I think all has gone well so far so maybe there is a chance someday we will cross paths.

Today was a great day, but tomorrow our FBfriendship will end,

Curt

KatnMaus

Dear Kat,

Isn’t it kind of weird that we met twice. First was with the Latvians, then was with the Skippy. I have had pretty limited exposure to you in spite of this. You always seem like a together lady, punctual, goal oriented. It’s a rare thing in people these days, and is often kind of frowned upon by our more “laid back” associates. “live a little” is one of those phrases that has been whispered in the ear of many a folk who ended up blowin’ a dude for a sandwich outside of Denny’s. I am not saying that there isn’t room for levity in one’s life, I am just saying you are doing fine.

The two guys I talk to the most is Drew and Skippy, they both seem to think you are pretty neat and all, so even if I didn’t already know you from a previous series of events, I would probably like you.

I have no idea how you put up with us on Burr Oak, we were pretty dramatically stupid in the guise of spontaneity, but you did so with flying colors, and that made my life a whole lot easier. Do you still talk to any of those guys I wonder?

In semi-recent news I have enjoyed watching you…Roller derby, or is it Derby…skate…idk how to say it as an action. It was good times and provided with beer I was fairly vocal in my support. I would like to do so again sometime, maybe as the summer rolls on there will be a few chances.

I don’t know if you ever pay attention to any of this, but I am fairly sure that you get enough of me from Drew and Skippy so maybe it will be a nice break not to hear more of my inane garbage online.

Today was a great day, but tomorrow our FBfriendship will end,

Curt