As the Madison contingency continues to shrink and members of our fraternal order leave to piss on other parts of the world, I turned back to TBR to see what happened to the last two years and how this day snuck up on me.
For a period of time, TBR (and it's predeccesor, MKDC) served as a central hub for communication outside of cell phones, facebook, and smoke signals. Old posts highlight Terrace drinking, epic (and not-so-epic) nights, and pop culture references that chronicle a Golden Era in Madison. It was a time of change and opportunity, marked by good beer, good music, late nights, and communal hangovers. A time where anything was possible and little was determined.
College is nearly 4 years gone for me now. I turn 26 tomorrow and am now undeniably approaching adulthood. I've averaged 70 hours a week over the last 2 years and spent roughly a third of that time in a hotel room. During that time, JZ rode west; New York picked up Uptown and Slider, but through a ridiculous trade, Uptown landed in the cities; Greg's in the mountains; and Grebutron's on his way to Ohio or Canada or somewhere. We lost the hydroSlamponic and JC to Starcraft and porn, the Buskus to the East Side, and I've got one foot on the Square and the other on a plane.
Although this particular chapter may have come to a close, I can't help but look forward to what the future has in store for the former residents of Orchard, Breese, Johnson, and Hamilton, the OF Regulars, the Moose-Nuts-Dart-Throwers, the Helen C Bird Watchers, the Cyclists, the Settlers, The SEXpirementers, and the Tripod-in all it's permutations.
To that end, you may see me posting from time to time on the TBR to help chronicle the new era.
Welcome to the era of the Madison Diaspora. I hope to see you all soon.
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2 comments:
Well I'm in.
I enjoy my distinction as being lost to starcraft and porn. never has my essence been so eloquently stated
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