Moving into the Dormitory

I was probably more reflecting on my experiences in the dorms thirty years ago, as I was taking your young brother to your first dorm room.

Unexpectedly, there was probably more signs talking about responsible drinking, curfew hours, pictures of the resident assistant and other warning signs then I could have imagined.

There was no loud music playing. No video game noise, even all the doors were shut.

If I did not knew better, I would have sworn I sent you to a monastery.

See what happens when you just let things happen...the best possible situation for you to have sucess...

There was no beer pong at the Annual Family Picnic this year

Although it did make last years' picnic more memorable, when several of your cousins got drunk sooner then they had planned, and one cousin in particular, tried to get angry with his wife when she told him to stop playing (but really meant to say stop drinking...) and he made the mistake of telling her something he wasn't supposed to, in front of his grandmother-in-law.

He thought she was so nice and sweet and he learned a valuable lesson, and so did I.

Their side of the family skipped the picnic this year (on purpose, but had the excuse of the planned family outing...the same weekend).

I sent an email to my cousin. No beer pong this year and no more problems next year.

Driving you back to you Ivy league college for the second year

I was not sure you wanted to go back.

It wasn't clear whether your only two friends at college (also former wrestlers...) had good enough grades (it doesn't matter because it is worse for parents to have their children fail the Ivy League, then a regular college...so their parents send them back, despite the enormous costs versus having them fail for the rest of their lives...) Now you understand how GWB made it through Yale.

But Curtis and Josh came back and you decided to become roomates with Josh again, after making it through freshman year in the townhouse together.

This year is half way to a college degree. Half way to starting to repay your student loans...

You were quiet most of the way, until you started talking about your poker kit with your uncle. You got excited, shared with him that you read two large books about high stakes poker. Told a story of a close friend who won $20,000 playing poker on-line. Mentioned how an asian student was able to 'use" the free internet money from a couple dozen poker sites to make money. Relayed a story of winning money in poker playing with your friends last week.

You always keep your cards close to your vest. Be careful that someone might be able to figure that out.

Another family picnic

another reason to mot want to attend.