Fin...Safie...THE LAST BLOG!

Unfortunately, this is my last blog. I am going out on top. Hopefully, this last blog will do its job in explaining my reasoning. Let’s reflect though. I meet Zach, we hit it off. We become friends and end up moving in together. Hence the blog is about us living together. I felt that it has been a good journey, full of surprises and laugher along with a few tears. But, do not forget, you all have been able to see our friendship blossom. There have been times when I didn’t think we would make it but we worked it out. There were moments when I just wanted to celebrate what I had (Zach as my roommate). To be more specific, we have bonded, like the time we built our book shelf together and re-arranged our room. Respectfully, I get choked up when I think about when we shared a tear over the death of my fish…what is in the past is in the past. There have been so many memories that sadly, it is a blur. But the good thing with the future is there is always time to make new memories (Cowan 2008). What I am having trouble getting at, as I reminisce, basically, do not feel let down by my retirement of ZandJ but be joyful that you too had a part in sharing these memories with us…as you read along with anticipation. So as I close up my blast from the past, I hope that you will enjoy the last blog from down the hall.

Trick dating, some of you may jump to conclusions and ask, wait did Justin finally go on a date? Unfortunately, not the way you and I hoped. Others who have been a victim of trick dating may know exactly what I am talking about. But let me first get everyone on the same page.

Dictionary says Dating is:

A social appointment, engagement, or occasion arranged beforehand with another person.

Key word: arranged beforehand

Dictionary says a Trick is:

A roguish or mischievous act; practical joke; prank

I personally like this one:

A mean, foolish, or childish action.

After reading Trick I feel we need to know that a Fool is:

A person who has been tricked or deceived into appearing or acting silly or stupid: to make a fool of someone.

Now, I guess to be fully honest, I was subject to A Trick Play Date…

So…Play in the dictionary is:

An exercise or activity for amusement or recreation.

So, with all this, let me define my Tick Play Date:

A social appointment between two people not approved beforehand, which is made to deceive one of the two into amusement through recreation with the other.

Take a deep breathe. We now, are all on the same page. Let me now tell you about my Trick Play Date. It is Sunday, I went to church, heard the Word, and went to lunch with my friend Traci. After dropping her off at school, I was in route to The Chicago House. As I made my way down Catalina, I got a phone call, its Zach! My face lights up with excitement. I answer and he invites me to come home and carve pumpkins with him. Now, I am not the biggest fan of Halloween but the idea that I could spend the remainder of my already good day, with Zach carving pumpkins, made me think that I was in store for a lovely Sunday afternoon.

I pull up anxious, I get to the living room and see Zach waiting for me in anticipation too. Zach was hyper. Actually, first let me explain something. Zach works 6 days a week on the 7 day weekly scale in Corporate America, saving one families budget at a time. Not only does he work all but one day a week, he gets up at 6am and returns at 7pm. Now, if you know Zach, or if you are familiar with our blog, you know that he can be hyper at times…or spastic…or wild. Anyways, it is Sunday, his day off. Also, let me inform you on something, Zach loves frisbee. You toss it, he runs, catches it, and then returns it. He can do this for hours. Okay, so Sunday, I am in the living room (not the coffee shop), our living room and he explains that all he wants to do is go play Frisbee. This is not what I planned, I saw a nice carving sesh, maybe a chocolate shake with a movie playing…He is persistent…frisbee..frisbee! And I continue to shoot it down. Its cloudy, the water in the bay is cold and gross, I don’t want to play frisbee. So I tell him No! Then I tell him, Sean and Josiah are at the beach, I would be up to go to south mission. He complains, no their gone, blah, blah, blah. We call, they don’t answer, I tell him sorry buddy, and I am not going to Bay Park to play frisbee. We part, to vent, like we usually do in these feuds. I’m catching up on Politics where I usually find myself. About a half hour passes and Zach returns, he says I just talked to Sean, he is still there, let’s go! So I agree, we get in his car and head to south mission. Oddly as we pass the on ramp for the 5, I think well maybe he wants to spend more time chatting so he is taking the longer way. As I see Bay Park coming around the corner and the car begins to slow…I realized that I was just fooled! Zach got me into his car, and successfully tricked me into a play date! It takes me awhile to get out of the car, Zach holds my door open, Frisbee in hand, smile on face. I sit and think, wow, I cannot believe that I didn’t see this coming! We play Frisbee and have a lovely play date (not really, we have a mud fight and I get mad and go back to the car).

Okay, I sort of lied....this is not the last one. We can't stop blogging! We just hit 200 hits. The people want us to blog and that is just what we will do!

Stay tuned, Zach is blogging next and I think he may write about last weekend, when I took him home to meet my parents...all kinds of crazy things are happening down the hall.

Cheers,

Justin