SMQ

So I had this group of friends my freshmen year of college. Just like everyone else does. There were a few people who came and went, and maybe I could even be considered one of them, but the core group was my roommate Brenda, our next door neighbors Sherry and Cyndi, and folks living upstairs, including Meera (who's getting married in a couple weeks and was one of my best friends in college), Teresa (who I visited in New York recently), and Caren. Honorary members of the group included Joe Murphy, who will probably be appearing on the pop culture radar at some point, and Meera's boyfriend of the time Dave Humphrey. (Both Dave and Joe were often called by their full name, which is why I'm doing that here.) By my sophmore year I started to drift away some, but not totally. My junior year I ended up living with Cyndi off-campus because we were the only ones left: Brenda and Teresa paired off, Meera was living with her friend Kate, Sherry was going to England, and Caren was going to be an RA -- she had really started to drift off from the group at that point.
( more on the past and the upcoming gathering )

How's Mavis doing this evening?

I'm waiting for Da Man to show up so we can go to CompUSA and buy a copy of Mavis Beacon for our friend who can't type. Her birthday is tomorrow. We worried it might come across as rude, but it's sincerely out of love -- I think the lack of typing skills causes her a lot of stress at work and regarding her school work. I'm a sloppy typer who looks at the keyboard more than I should, but I'm still around 80-90% accuracy and about 70 words per minute. I can't imagine still hunting and pecking.

I learned to type through a tutorial called TYPE! (capital letters and exclamation included in the trademakr) There was a typing exercise involving two stick figures running a hurdle race -- I had to type quickly to keep up and win the race. I played that game a lot.

But supposedly this Mavis is good people too. I've heard nothing but dozens of cultural references to her.