2003-10-06 - 1:52 p.m.
This weekend I took all the bottles I had collected down from the area I had kept them now for two years above my cabnets.
Funny how getting rid of these bottles was more somber to me then my car table computer etc. Now I for the first time felt grown up. For 12 years I have lugged those bottles everywhere with me. college erie pittsburgh etc etc and now finialy they would be gone.
I had a rare stroll down my very scattered memory of college. Looking at beers that I could distinctly remember how they tasted and who it was that might have brought them to me. 12 years of memories sold for 40 dollars. interresting trade, but like anything else it is not the objects that I need but the knowing that all of those beers were consumed in happiness with good friends. That is what matters to me, spending the times withn the people I care about in happiness and beer =)
To all of you who are those people I thank you.
