Reunion weekend. A 10 minute talk brought Nandu down to Atlanta. The opportunity to meet Nand after 4 years brought Kutti out of his \'peaceful\' state of idleness. Bad weather in the heartland defeated Holu\'s enthusiasm for driving the breadth of the United States. Gandhi; well he lives here. And so it happened. THE REUNION. An excuse for booze. And a long awaited chance to abuse each other with all those childish offensives that made times at KREC so memorable. Ha ha.It was a nice drive down memory lane. We commemorated all that time we wasted in college by wasting some more. Now wasting time is not such a bad thing when accompanied by a bottle of vodka and interludes of chocolate banana shots. The shots are another story.Got to know that Nandu is a promising amateur cinematographer. And that his most cherished subject which to document, is girls who wish to fling objects from the pantry onto his treasured lens. Wish is the key here, they love him too much to actually do it. :DSo enthused by Nandu\'s portfolio of Kitchen videos, we decided to let him edit our little reunion vid. Two versions an R rated version which would be 50 minutes or so, and a PG 13 rated version starring 10 minutes of silence. That about accounts for the 60 minute tape.Got to know that Kutti is a master at pool. He fully abused the privileges afforded to him at Surat, it seems.Way to go Kutti. You continue to make us proud. Gandhi and I still won though, largely due to Nandu and Kutti\'s talent for potting the 8 ball before it deserved to go.Holu seemed to be plagued by his boss\' ineptitude and some sort of narcolepsy. In rare bouts of awakening he tried to convince us to go to Gatlinburg. Of course we would have none of it, given our penchant for imitating vegetation. So Holu was mainly out of it because his cross country driving trip was dashed to the rocks by Mother Nature. Can\'t blame him for that. He had been plotting his course for a month or so. I would be dissappointed too. The best laid plans sometimes come to nought. fun