In Texas With A Hippie & Wee In Singapore

I went to school with the hippie in the picture, Tommy N.

Back then Tommy was a really skinny kid, a self-described socially misfitted geek, before geekiness turned cool.

I'd not heard anything about Tommy in years.

Til, this past week, when I heard from long lost Tommy N. and long lost Wee Cheng in Singapore.

I'm not much of a fan of Facebook, but I have sort of enjoyed some of these re-contacts caused by Facebook. Because it's interesting.

Wee now has 2 boys. Yesterday they helped Wee make sushi.

Wee asked me if I have any plans to visit Asia soon. And then asked me when it was she first invited me to Singapore. I told Wee it was way back late in the previous century.

Wee is a yoga instructor now. And has designed a line of yoga bags that she sells on the Internet.

As for Tommy N.

Well, those of you who remember him from our school years will likely be surprised to learn Tommy did a long stint in the navy, serving 6 month tours on the Kitty Hawk and Carl Vinson aircraft carriers. Plus submarine duty.

Tommy started being an electronics whiz way back in grade school. He continued to amp up his whizness after he got out of school. By the time he got out of the navy he had the electronics skills to work in Las Vegas and Reno as a slot machine fix-it guy.

At some point in time Tommy reproduced. A boy named Adam. And then Adam reproduced, thus turning Tommy N. into a grandpa.

I know no details regarding Tommy N.'s apparent hippie era. Except for the fact that it had to have taken place well after the hippie era heyday in the late 1960s.

Walking Around Fort Worth's Fosdic Lake Looking For My Camera

Earlier today we were looking out the pre-dawn view from my patio. Right now we are looking at the early evening view from the same location. We are not out there drinking coffee. Or a cooling libation. Because it is too HOT to be out there.

As in it is 91 coming up on 6 o'clock.

I took off out of here around 3 to go to Oakland Lake Park to walk around Fosdic Lake. On the way I got gas.

Even though I got gas I did not call my mom to tell her I got gas. I know this is a radical departure from my norm, but I had my reasons.

When I got to Oakland Lake Park and reached for my camera, it was missing. I knew I had either left it at home, or it had fallen out while I was getting gas. I had a previous falling out incident.

So, I drove back to the gas getting location. No camera was laying on the ground. When I got back home, I did find the camera, unmolested, sitting on my desk.

This morning I heard from the long lost Singapore native, Yap Wee Cheng. Later in the day I heard from the long lost Washington native, Tommy Nelson. Both natives came to me via Facebook. I generally do not like Facebook. But, it does have some uses.

My re-filling pool is almost full. This means I can resume my bad swimming habit in the morning. Unless some currently unforeseen calamity intercedes.