Life according to Gordon

Hi there loyal blog readers -- all four of you. I haven't updated this in awhile. Well rest assured, further updates are coming; I just haven't had time! I've had too much time for life! Well the most major change that some of you have heard about is that I am dating someone. Her name is Megan, and we've been dating now for just shy of one month.

Megan is a girl I knew from high school. We actually went to both middle school and high school together, but we didn't meet until high school. She was friends with a girl who was dating a friend of mine, and we all went out to a movie. Both of us often never had dates at the school homecoming dances and proms, so we would often default to being each other's slow-dance partners then. I had her over to my place a couple of times, where I would watch Radiohead videos videos with her, or play her songs on guitar, etc. I also took her to a movie once (just the two of us), at which the ushers came in the theater and announced that the owner of the car with XYZ license plates should know that there was smoke coming out of the car's engine (it was mine). And to my embarrassment, I must admit that I had actually forgotten about a lot of this, as I think I've effectively blocked out some of high school (or just ran out of memory). She recalled all of these things, and I just kind of said, "ohhhh yeaah! I kind of remember that!" Give me a break, it's been more than half a decade.

So it's interesting how things work out. Right now I can proudly say that I'm happier than I've ever been. Everything fits, everything feels comfortable and natural, and probably for the first time I feel like I can be 100% me without reservation. In the past, I think I always had to dress myself up a bit, so to speak, and maybe be 90% me at most. They always say that when you find the right person, you'll just know. I just know. I mean, to be fair, I thought I knew before, seeing as I'll probably always think I know, but now I know. Anyways, I understand what I'm talking about. I can only hope you can follow along.

And just yesterday, apparently Megan was toying around on the internet, and stumbled across some old poetry written by "Gordon Myers" and wondered if it was mine. I didn't recognize the particular one she sent me at first, but after looking through all the different ones on the internet I eventually remembered. That's an aspect of me that I guess I had forgotten. I used to write depressing poetry. I imagine a lot of kids do. I wrote it all in high school, so keep in mind that it is high school poetry. I do think there are a few in there that were pretty good, but there were also several that I read and immediately thought, "Aha! I must've just discovered what a thesaurus is!"

So feel free to peruse through my high school poetry. In other quick updates, last weekend I ran a mini-triathlon, and I did horribly. I finished, but I finished in 197th place. This is what happens when you never practice, kids. In my defense, I've never been a strong biker, and the bike part just killed me. This coming weekend I'll be running the half-marathon here in Madison. My goal: finish the race. I looked at the course map they have on their website, and it's a looooong way. I had done the mini-triathlon before, but I've never done a half-marathon before. I've never run that distance period. We'll see how it goes.

Last weekend I also went to the Packer (preseason) game with my dad, and got to watch them crush the Buffalo Bills 31-21. There were a lot of people wearing Favre jerseys with X's over the 4, and there were posters that said things like "#12: 3X better than Bret!" The Minnesota -- Green Bay games are going to be very, very tense. And Favre has sullied his reputation forever, all seemingly in the name of money. Lastly, I am quite serious when I say that I've been meaning to blog for awhile. I have a legal pad full of handwritten pages containing the makings of the next blog post. I'll give you a sneak peek by saying it'll be my thoughts on Richard Dawkins--well-known militant atheist and author of The God Delusion--and why the intolerant bastard pisses me off. That's on the way. For now, since this post mentioned poetry, I think I'll end with a limerick.

I know that I've promised more updates
And often they're absent or just late
But I do a lot
So more often than not
Writing well requires you just wait