Holy Fwaa! It’s Freenynakamas!

I had all but forgotten!  Smilin’ Jay reminded me that July 7 is Freenynakamas.  Or was it Freeny-Nakamas?  And what was it about the wheat paste anyway?  Well, hell, it’s been a long time since high school, it’s kinda hard to remember.  But I’ll raise a glass of grot anyway, if I can find some.

It is good to remember.  Lot of water over the bridge since then, sure, but those times will always be with me.  The spontaneous hikes up the mountain, the mad drive to get up the other side before the sun came up.  Riding around town in someone else’s Land Cruiser, with the roof off and the gas tank never more than 1/2 full.  Pulling up next to a carload of girls, our very attitude just screaming geek! Setting off the fireworks from the radio antennas at graduation.  Watching the mayor turn into a snake and eat us all.  Good times.

Some of those things actually happened.

Well, Freeny-Naka never made it big like the Flying Spaghetti Monster, but he was our fake prophet, and nobody can take that away from us.

Happy Freeny-Nakamas, everyone.

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