Oh Abilene.
First I'd just like to say, there is nothing like being home. And when I say home I mean: eating Taco Bueno over any steak house, going to the same bar we've been going to for years, to the end where I'm curled up in the blanket I made in 4th grade. (yah. I went to sewing camp. My mom had me domesticated by the age of 10.)
Let's just have a quick recap of this first night back in Abilene.
'The Gang' and I went to a classic Abilene hang out - a hotel bar. Because that's how we roll here. While there, we met a new friend. He's from California. He is a rather large dark skinned man. His name is Rick. But he prefers to be called Blackie Chan. So us and B.C. all bonded over shots and his first sip of Shiner. All was going as expected when hanging out with a man that chooses to go by Blackie Chan...then a cop walked in and his first question from across the room to him was "are you arrestin' people?" cop says no. B.C. replies with "Good. But you just busted my damn buzz up." Classic Blackie Chan.
At this point, Kent and I decided this bar needs to start hoppin', and that obviously led to us picking the best song ever to play in an Abilene bar full of cowboys..."Hot In Here" - Nelly. I mean, seriously. WHAT ELSE WOULD WE PICK?
All in all, it is nice to come home for a while. I love that I don't have to talk to anyone from here for years, but the minute we are reconnected, time hasn't passed at all. That is whats just so amazing about your hometown...these people know you, and no matter how much you change, they still know you to your core. I love that about Abilene and the people I surround myself while here.
Clearly, this is an epic-ly amazing start to Thanksgiving Break 2011. Let the good times roll.
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