Gizzards and my past keeps coming back

I am back. It may be short and sweet. It is part of my last weekend. I think I did not mention that I went to Mayfair a couple of Sundays ago. I had a couple of hours to kill, so I went. It was a good workout. Anyway, by about one thirty I was finished my cardio and heading upstairs when who should I see, er smell? That is right, Stinky Guy. Timing is indeed everything in this life.

Anyway, I am back at Mayfair on Saturday when who should I see next to me...Gizzard. It is like a blast from the past. I keep seeing and hearing about people that I have not seen or heard from in years. Gizzard is one of those. He is a dude that has the face of a Muppet. He has that thick eyebrow (I am not sure if it is two or a unibrow) with a hook to his nose. He looks like a cross between Bert and Gonzo, it always struck me. I knew, cannot say I ever said a word to him, the guy in law school. When a couple of friends were getting shit for "copying", which was really working together on their Legal Research and Writing assignments (because they antagonized the instructor), Gizzard sat as a student rep on the disciplinary panel. He told my friends that there was nothing to worry about and then lo and behold they both got their wrists slapped. The two girls, whose work was even "closer" got off free and clear (they had hired a lawyer to argure their case)(There is the lesson for you, hire a lawyer or you get screwed). After that my friend, called him Gizzard and it stuck in our circle.

The best part was going to my mother's house one day only to find Gizzard mowing the lawn next door. He was living next to my mother with his Gizzard wife and Gizzard children. He has since moved and I had not seen him. Then all of a sudden, there he is beside me. Instead of me muttering about the smell (Stinky Guy), I am muttering "Gizzard" and laughing.

The other hauntings are courtesy of the Wife. Apparently, her friend who is divorced has the hots for a dude who went to her high school, though he is older, but he is freshly divorced and it was none too pleasant. It was Woody. I liked the dude but I had not seen him in at least ten years. He used to play basketball with me and I went to university with him. Then she mentions another marital split. I knew the guy but I had dated the girl. I was shocked.

That relationship did not end well. It was my fault, at some level. I should never have gotten involved with her. I just did not care for her but I was horny and she was there. I did however break up with her on her birthday. Happy 20th birthday and I do not think we should see each other anymore. It was just a shitty holiday Sunday for me, then I transferred that to her. I have not seen her in close to 20 years.

Ahhhhh, let the hauntings of the past continue. Does it mean something? I am thinking that someting cool and great this way comes. Got to view it as a positive is my motto.

Ciao! and Gizzard!