Tomorrow I Turn 30

Two years, seven months and 13 days ago I made my Tricenarian List, I highly suggest you read it. A Tricenarian is someone who is 30.

I had a lot of stuff on there I wanted to get done before I am 30. I have done none of them. Each is a little personal failure.

But I consider the time since then a great success because I met and married Sara.

Perhaps I'll make a list of stuff to do before I'm 40. As long as I have Sara then I'm sure I'll look back and consider the next 10 years a great success.

I also can't help but think that Jesus was 30 when he started his ministry. I'm sure I won't be as successful as him, I certainly won't walk as far, but I hope to do something that he would do if he was walking (or driving) around today.

300th POST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

300th Blog Post!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

This is the 300th Post on Trey's Bloglicious Blog!!!

I started this blog because Ryan made me. Now he has quit the good fight. He's quit blogging and yet I continue... Why? Because I can't stop. Let me be honest. I do this to entertain myself. Your entertainment is just collateral damage!!

If I had $300 I'd buy:
300 Double Cheeseburgers!!!!!!!!!!
150 Eggs of Silly Putty and put it all together and drop it off the roof!!!!!!!!!!
100 Rolls of Duct Tape!!!!!!!!!!
75 Comic Books!!!!!!!!!!
60 Geckos to set free in John Scott's office!!!!!!!!!!
50 Vente Caramel Macchiatos!!!!!!!!!!
30 Movie Tickets! I'll see Made of Honor 30 times in a row!!!!!!!!!!
15 Outback Steaks!!!!!!!!!!
10 Overly interesting T-Shirts!!!!!!!!!!
5 Video Games!!!!!!!!!!
4 Tattoos of reptiles!!!!!!!!!!
3 Tanks of Gas!!!!!!!!!!
2 Full Service Mani/Pedi in Mesa, Arizona!!!!!!!!!!
1 Decent Guitar!!!!!!!!!!

(Wait, I'm getting that much from Uncle Sam!!!!!!!!!! )


The Number 300:
Perfect Game in Bowling
Number of Spartans who died to create a great Graphic Novel and Movie.
Yards on a football field
Known as the Harshad Number
The Number of Exclamation Points in this Blog Post!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

SCS Homecoming 2007

I haven't been to a homecoming since 1999 and I had intended never to go again. But much to my surprise I had an ok time.

I was persuaded to go becasue Kim had invited my Harding friend Booge to go with her. And then I found out James and Robyn were going too, so I had a posse together, going in alone would be suicide.

So much to my surprise I'm printing out an alumni ticket off the interweb (which they didn't even take from me).

It was weird being back on campus, every parking space belongs to someone with more money than me.

The alumni reception was on the other side of the field with some tents. They were serving fajita's which were good. They had this large white archway thingy set up in front of the sign in table. I didn't feel comfortable traveling under such a matrimonial looking thing so I went around the outside.

I had only RSVPed 3 hours previous so I knew they wouldn't have a pre-printed name tag for me so I told the lady I was "Greg Campbell." This served 3 purposes: 1) Nobody would know Trey was there. 2) As Greg I would receive a warm reception 3) When it came to light I wasn't Greg it would give me something to talk about besides the big three (job, wife, kids).

Of course, the real Greg Campbell showed up and blew my cover.

There weren't a lot of people there but I enjoyed talking to a few people I hadn't seen in a while. I also got to NOT enjoy talking to people I hadn't seen in a while.

Perhaps what made the evening so good is we left before the 1st Quarter was over. All in all we were there 45 minutes.

On the way out James and I discovered they had built a new fence around the field. There was no way to our parking place. We would have to walk in front of all the bleachers and behind the football team the entire length of the field to get out. So we just did it.

Then opportunity knocked: The cheerleading team was in our path in those two parallel lines they seem to like standing in. Should we go around? Behind? Nope, when opportunity knocks I answer. I lead the charge right between those two startled lines of cheerleaders.

"Watch out! Hot coffee here! Alumni coming through! Nice outfits girls! Like the new colors. Excuse us! On your right! Make way for Alumni!"

This of course was in full view of those people who make more money than me because good parking coincides with good seating near the cheerleaders.

Well, I've decreed I'll be back for Homecoming 2008! My 10 Year Reunion... ick! All you class of '98 peeps better show up. We'll stay for an hour then on to the after-party!

The question remains whose name tag should I snag next year?

Retrospecticus

I think that was the title of either my Harding or SCS yearbook. Retrospecticus. What kind of name is that. Yes, it's better than the "Prickly Pear" but what isn't.

Sometimes I wish they made years books for years after college, but then I think they don't because most people don't like a well documented photo of their bad hair styles. My memory isn't so good. I don't know where any of my old yearbooks are but if I could find one maybe I could remember more teachers than: Coach & Mrs Cox (1st Grade), Mrs Brice (3rd), Coach Collins (HS) & Mrs. Campbell (HS). Am I forgetting someone? Hmm... Thrasher, I remember her, and that teacher who looked just like her husband (tall, slender, short dark hair), what's her name. Well I guess that's all I can think of. OH! Mr. Edsel taught physics. I remember him because of him being named after a famously lousy car and his stories of terrorizing hippies when he was in the navy.

Clearly remembering half a dozen teachers over 12 grades is pretty bad. But I consider myself self-taught. Which was probably the key to my success as SCS. Back in the day it was an academic joke, I learned a lot but most of it I just took on myself. I understand now they have ratcheted up the curriculum, but who's to say. Very few of my HS and undergrad teachers challenged me, the rest either just entertained me, detained me or constrained me. Is there a "tained" word for challenged? Hmm... If I can think of one this could be a good sermon.

Detainer - A teacher who just fills an hour of time in my life no interest in teaching me or holding my attention, although this does allow for good day dreaming time for the detainee.
Constrainer - A teacher who tried to bully or intimidate me. As if "sitting quietly" were the highest moral good.
Entertainer - A teacher who made for lively class but didn't really get much teaching in.
Lecturer - A teacher with good content but poor delivery skills.
Challenger - A teacher who explodes! (What? Too soon?)

Seriously, there are few teachers who cause ideas to explode in you head wanting you to learn more on your own.

Well this ramble has got to end, I intended to blog about the lady next to me on the plane who told me about her night of drinking and insanity in Orlando then choked on her gum when she eventually asked me, "So, what do you do?"