I haven't been down to UMass Dartmouth since I graduated. Not like this. I told myself that I was putting my DJ persona, "HushRadio" to bed. In may we threw one of the largest, most banging parties that UMD had ever seen. (We knew because the state cops that broke it up told us.) That was it though. No more. Going out with a bang.
Guess I can't resist a good time.
Because when I got the text saying that everyone is begging for me to come down and show UMD what a party really is, I dusted off the turn tables and said, "Alright. One last party."
HushRadio brought the noise. There was alcohol, drugs and nudity. Everything you could possibly ask for in a college party. With my house wired with the 6 industrial black lights we were known for, and my sound system blowing peoples brains out, everyone went home happy. My roommate Dave started a toast during a dimmer part of a song remembering all the good times that we had in college together. I nearly cried. But then, he goes on to talk about how without me, "UMass Dartmouth wouldn't know what a party really is." The feeling I had was indescribable. Just when I thought it couldn't get any better, the whole crowd started chanting my name. I took a bow with tears welling up in my eyes.
The madness continued until 4am when it took 4 state cops, yet again, to break us up. We didn't mind though. It was time for bed because for me, the next day was going to bring even more awesomeness.
Waking up was amazing. I had a great morning (even if I wasn't able to shower) and was in my car and on my way to Rode Island for a Toys For Tots charity meet at Banchwerkes. I had never been but everyone I know who had said that it was an awesome time.
Any car meet is a good time because you're surrounded by people who all have the same passion for what you do. It's like meeting a distant relative every time you make a new friend. This was no exception. The show was inside the shop but plenty big enough for us. About 4 cars that were featured in PVW were there, and most of the Volkies were there too. Gengstout and free food as well. I spent my time with Ryan, his girlfriend Sam and our friend Paul but of course I mingled with everyone. I met Maggie's father and talked shop with a few guys. Just a great time really.
So I drive home with Ryan's little brother, Dean, and when we get home we just hang out and watch the Pats game. Well I go out to my car to get Hot Cocoa and visit Kristen at work for a few minutes and my car won't start. At all. All the electronics work but the started doesn't turn. I'm thinking it's my clutch sensor. I can only hope that's all it is.
We recognize there isn't anything we can do so we all go get food, meet up with Kristen and we're on our way. Kristen and I went back to her place and watched the Wedding Singer. A movie that I had never seen before that was actually really funny. (I think her father's hysterical laughing made it funnier than it was but regardless, it was a good time.)
After feeling like a loser for having to ask for a ride home, I crash into bed and fall asleep.
At 7:29 my mother comes into my room and freaks the fuck out at me saying that I have, "one minute to get ready because I'm leaving!" I'm sorry, but last I checked you don't wake somebody up by yelling at them and then give them a minute to get ready. (I STILL need a shower!) She yells at me more saying that she wrote me a note saying I need to be up and ready by 7:30 yet I have no idea where she put it or when I was supposed to read it. If I wasn't up at 7, wouldn't that probably give you the notion of waking me up? No. She tells me that she sent my youngest brother to, "Knock on my door." When I'm alone, I'm practically dead when I sleep. I had no idea anyone knocked on my door or that my alarm went off. For all I knew, I wasn't even supposed to be up for another half hour!
But that's fine, barge into my room, yell at me and tell me that it's all my fault. Oh, and when you say that you're going to be late, maybe you shouldn't be driving your kids to school when you never once offered me a ride in any weather condition. Tell me to walk like you told them.
I guess it's safe to say that with all this snow I'm already feeling blue, but with this weekend behind me, I'm clinging to my memories to carry me through today.
