Small Town Living

I made a trip up to a Lake Preston last weekend to visit a friend. It so happened to be the high schools all school reunion. They had a barn dance, street dance, and parades and the like. We took in the street dance and had an all in all good time. It was kind of funny cause you would see people looking at you trying to figure out if they went to school with you. We were going to start walking up to people and talking to them like we did go to school there but that never materialzed. It was quite interesting to see the various age groups that attended the dance. There were some that held the recipe for dirt down to the ones that must have just graduated. There were also a few that were swaying like a weeping willow from the amount of alchohol that they had in the bodies. We were even treated to a girl that got up on a table and danced for a good 45 minutes. They had a goofy DJ there and we decided to go up and request a song, the had been playing country all night and we decided to liven things up with some rock. I walked up to the DJ and asked how his rock selection looked, He said that he had anything I wanted to hear. I asked for Pantera, um, don't have that, I then asked for Chevelle, he said who. I said well I guess you don't have "anything" I wanted to hear he chuckled. We picked some Metallica and walked away. The hours past and we had not heard our selection. We walked back up there and he said that he would put it on. It was the second to the last song for the night before they closed it down. And then he talked over most of it. Oh well. It was still an all in all good time. I had a lot of fun.