Date: 10-21-2014

Due Date: 10-21-2015.

The Resolution: This year was my 20th high school reunion. I opted not to go because I don't really have strong bonds with my old high school buddies.

Don't get me wrong, these were great people but I only hung out with them at school. I was afraid of drugs and alcohol because of the alcoholism I witnessed growing up. I also lived too far away from everyone to just drop by. Hanging out outside of school involved too much planning and mooching of rides.

So I had a lonely existence at home and had fun hanging out at school.

Years later I decided to move to Seattle as a way of escaping the feeling that I now had a car, I was down to party, but all my old friends seemed to have moved on.

When I first got to Seattle I stopped at the first crappy motel I could find, The Thunder Bird on Aurora Ave, which I later found out was a rather scary street filled with hookers and drug dealers.

I didn't have any problems but I needed a non-motel abode. I also had a job at Amazon.com and Metro Cinemas. I got a room for rent near the theater and eventually moved into an actual apartment with one of my movie theater friends.

We got evicted because of our house warming part.

The person who pretty much caused the chaos to get us evicted quickly became my best friend. He also lived in an apartment and had plans to move into an actual house. He offered me a spot in the future house but I had to couch surf for a month until we were allowed to move in.

There's the back story.

Over the next three years… our house in Wedgewood became party central for everyone who worked in the theater. It was such a great group. We never locked the door so people could come over whenever they wanted. I'd come home from work some days to a living room full of people and zero roommates in sight. 

I was completely fine with this. Everyone seemed to respect the house. Nothing was ever stolen that I know of. Though there were arguments I don't remember anything ramping up to the point of physical violence, unless you count the sparing in the front yard and general roughhousing…

This house is where I learned all of those things that I was supposed to learn why in high school and just like high school once we moved out there were a few of us that continued to hang out and everyone else seemed to go their own way.

Next year will mark 15 years since we moved out of the Wedgewood House.

And I think it's time for a reunion.

Planning will take place on our private Theater 11 Facebook page.

If you were part of Theater 11 contact either me or Tessa and we'll invite you in on the group and planning.

I can't wait to see everyone again.

Result #294: Though My Decision To Move Didn't Help… My Poor Party Planning Skills Would Have Ruined The Reunion If I Stayed In Seattle…

Update #1: The Conclusion…

Date: 10-21-2015

I set this resolution before the thought of moving even crossed my mind, well, at least the thought of moving as quickly as I ended up leaving. Part of me was bouncing around the idea of moving someplace random at the end of this whole resolution experiment. This reunion was sort of a fantasized way to say goodbye to my first group of friends that I made in town.

Now I'm gone and am not sure if or when I will be back. I guess we'll always have the internet.