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Yesterday passed pleasantly enough, between reading and watching Brooklyn Nine-Nine, with a 90-minute break to watch my undergraduate alma mater get turned over to Villanova University. I hadn’t been back on campus since my 5-year reunion (in '98), but watching the ceremony led me to thinking about some things for the first time in decades and it was kind of nice to get those memories “back.” College was only four years of my life, but what years they were!
Speaking of reunions, a little while ago I got an email announcing that my 35-year HS reunion has been scheduled for a Saturday evening in August. “35 years” hurts my head a little, but as of right now I’m leaning toward going. I’ve never been big on reunions, and haven’t seen most of those people in 30 years – it was a small class, and I’m in touch with the (very) few people I cared to stay in touch with – but it could be interesting to see some folks after all this time. I’ll have to see if the couple people I’m still in touch with are planning to go. Also, I have an old friend who went to the nearby all-boys HS but went to grade school with me and several of my classmates: if he’ll be in town that weekend, I bet he’d love to be my +1. 
At my personal trainer’s request, I’ll be going to the gym after work today vs tomorrow (our usual day). He told me why he needed to switch, but I’ve forgotten. I’m actually still a little sore from Saturday morning’s workout, and I’ll have to take three flights of outdoor steps because the gym’s indoor staircase carpeting is being replaced, and so far today I am super unmotivated…but, I’ll go. I know I’ll feel better/be glad once I’m there.
My gym’s front desk staff offers towels to members as we check in. I’ve never taken/used one, but perhaps I will on Saturday… 
I’m sure I’ll provide a review once I’m back home…probably something along the lines of OMG WOLVES WOLVES WOLVES OMG SQUEEEEEE!
Thank you for linking to the thread: I’d managed to completely forget about Space Farms, which is only 5 miles from my cousin’s house! I’ll try again to keep that place in mind for a (different) future visit.
Alpaca farms, wolf preserves, zoos/museums…how did I get to be in my 50s without knowing there was so much to do up there?!
I can’t fathom ordering something for someone else without knowing that they want…I mean, how did he know that she even wanted a pizza sub?!?
(Totally rhetorical question, of course; I’m just a little 
!)
Lemme ‘splain…no, is too much, let me sum up: they be bonin’. 
Smart, smart man.