Reverend Conehead
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Let's face it. 2020 has STUNK as a year. We lost so many awesome people this year, some to the pandemic, others to other causes. My best friend from grade school died this year. He was roughly 6 months younger than me. It was that best buddy kind of situation that you only have as a kid, staying at each other's houses, talking about girls, etc.
There was some good news this year. however. I had this pain in my gut every day and was getting really worried. This was right after losing my best friend to cancer. And I have an aunt on each side of the family who died of colon cancer, so I'm at risk. But I went in for a procedure on Monday, and it turns out there's no cancer. There's no polyps. There's nothing life threatening. I thought I was going to have to come on here and make a post to the effect of "I probably won't be around much longer."
So despite it being a tough year, I feel like I've been given a new lease on life. I'm going to put my effort into improving things like diet and exercise. Being disconnected from people has been rough. I work from home. I'm introverted and thus have a pretty high tolerance for being alone, but it's still been tough.
I'd like to thank you guys for being such a fun group. I love coming here to laugh at some crazy stuff. My warped sense of humor all stems from my grade-school friendship with Billy, who died. Billy would dream up some crazy story and have me laughing till my sides hurt, but then I couldn't let him outdo me. If he told me a looney story, I always had to dream up an even loonier one. We had our whole group of friends, each one who would try to one-up the other person for telling a crazy story.
I remember right after one of our friends told me a wacko story that had me laughing, our teacher was scolding the whole class. "I don't know why you can't get your work done ...." and blah blah blah. We were seated at tables, and one of our friends, the one who had just told the crazy story, had his back to the teacher, and he was making stupid faces, mocking the teacher. Billy and I were trying like everything to suppress laughter, but we couldn't. Finally, the teacher came up to us and yelled, "I don't see what's so funny!" We both just exploded with laughter. It wasn't quite as funny anymore when we were serving detention later on.
But anyway, thanks for sharing laughs. It's made this tough year a little better. I never got over my habit of dreaming up nutty stories, and I'm glad. It's fun to laugh at stuff.
There was some good news this year. however. I had this pain in my gut every day and was getting really worried. This was right after losing my best friend to cancer. And I have an aunt on each side of the family who died of colon cancer, so I'm at risk. But I went in for a procedure on Monday, and it turns out there's no cancer. There's no polyps. There's nothing life threatening. I thought I was going to have to come on here and make a post to the effect of "I probably won't be around much longer."
So despite it being a tough year, I feel like I've been given a new lease on life. I'm going to put my effort into improving things like diet and exercise. Being disconnected from people has been rough. I work from home. I'm introverted and thus have a pretty high tolerance for being alone, but it's still been tough.
I'd like to thank you guys for being such a fun group. I love coming here to laugh at some crazy stuff. My warped sense of humor all stems from my grade-school friendship with Billy, who died. Billy would dream up some crazy story and have me laughing till my sides hurt, but then I couldn't let him outdo me. If he told me a looney story, I always had to dream up an even loonier one. We had our whole group of friends, each one who would try to one-up the other person for telling a crazy story.
I remember right after one of our friends told me a wacko story that had me laughing, our teacher was scolding the whole class. "I don't know why you can't get your work done ...." and blah blah blah. We were seated at tables, and one of our friends, the one who had just told the crazy story, had his back to the teacher, and he was making stupid faces, mocking the teacher. Billy and I were trying like everything to suppress laughter, but we couldn't. Finally, the teacher came up to us and yelled, "I don't see what's so funny!" We both just exploded with laughter. It wasn't quite as funny anymore when we were serving detention later on.
But anyway, thanks for sharing laughs. It's made this tough year a little better. I never got over my habit of dreaming up nutty stories, and I'm glad. It's fun to laugh at stuff.
