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1/3/2002 - New Years 2001 at Rohobeth
New Years 2001
"Come go to Rehoboth with us for New Years. We have about 10 guys lined up to rent a big Beech house and we're all just going to hang out and drink. It'll be fun!" - thus Spake Mike Madison
And generally, he was right. Except for the part where Will and I showed up and had no way to get INTO the beech house. That would be called - less than fun.
You see, we were the first ones there and Mike had neglected to have the rental agent leave any keys for us. So after tugging at every door and window on the place to no avail, we gave up and stayed with some friends of Will's - Tami and Murry.
It worked out well. Their house was comfortable and quite scenic. They kept us entertained until Mike called us back the next morning with directions to the rental office. We got the keys, got in, and waited for people to show up.
Mike, Chad, Scott & Jake arrived the next day. Will and Ray on Sunday morning, and Dan with Daniel late on Monday.
It WAS a good time. Mellow and relaxing, with generous helpings of food, booze and friendly conversation. It harkend back to my quieter college days: a house full of people with nothing in particular to do. I hope we get to try it again in the summer when you can actually use the beech.
Then it really will seem like my college days.
Random recollections:
- The iPod was a hit, and provided music via a boom box for the whole weekend.
- Chad played entirely too much Solitare on his Palm. It can't be that engrossing!
- The other Will was good enough to fix a nice dinner and not yell when the rest of us sat idly by like slugs watching him do it.
- Grotto Pizza sucks. A blunt truth not to be forgotten.
- Rehoboth, a Gay Mecca in the summer, apparently becomes a Geriatric Garrison in the winter.
- And what would a New Years celebration be if someone didn't end up drunk and naked with Elvis sideburns painted onto his face? Yeah baby!!
