I shot an email off to my buddy Pat a few days ago, hoping his address still worked, and forgot about it. Pat has been out on the West Coast for the past eight years or so, and I’ve seen him once since we graduated college together. This morning, sipping my coffee, I got an email from him, some of which I’ve included here:

guess what ?
i am moveing to maine
me and my sister and her husband bought a hundred year old house !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

and i am also going to look for wooden boat building work
thats my big news
house needs new wireing and a new roof
among other things
rockland maine
you can have california
what are you up to
?

So my good buddy (and roommate for four years) will be back on the East Coast. Somehow, I thought he’d get to Cali and settle right down, or perhaps move northward up the coast to Oregon, but it sounds like it didn’t fit him well. Welcome back, brutha!

In other news, another old friend dropped me a line earlier this week, inviting me out to go fishing with him; if my schedule wasn’t so hectic, I’d take him up on it, but it looks like beers after work will have to do.

Jen and I are so gonna go see this movie. I hope we have time to do it this week…