Saturday, I joined my two friends from high school whom I got to know a hell of a lot better in recent years at a bachelor party pub crawl. On bikes.
It was raining, so I skipped the bike part. We stopped first at the Dundee Dell for a scotch tasting. The Dell has one of the largest collections of scotch in North America – somewhere around 580 unique bottles I’m told. The scotch expert was my seventh grade lab partner for Biology. She rocked our world with her choices, and then introduced me to the man sitting next to me, who was the brother of someone we both were in class with. Ironically, I went to college with the brother where we both majored in design, so we caught up and were fascinated that I knew her sister from high school but didn’t know they were both related for some reason.
The bachelor was ready to go at this point. I met him originally at an artist’s colony in Indiana of all places. My friend from high school was getting married and the aforementioned bachelor was a groomsman at the wedding, having gone to college in Indiana with the bride and groom. We then met again several years later at a informal gathering of local creatives at a bar, then yet again a year after that at a party at the house of the friend I originally mentioned at the top of this post, whose roommate at the time was a former roommate of the bachelor. Now, the bachelor and I work together.
This is life in Omaha…
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