Monday, March 15, 2010
Friend of the Week: Darrin Eaton
Over the past two years, Darrin has become one of my best friends. What does this even mean? I sometimes forget he is actually my Mom's cousin. I always forget that he is old enough to be my dad. When he lived in Muncie, we would ride our bikes around and talk about the books we were reading. For a brief period last summer, we were neighbors. When Sara and I moved into our apartment and hung a birdfeeder in the yard, rivaling Darrin's own birdfeeder, he sabotaged ours with a sticky note saying something like "Attention birds: this food is poison but that food is good -------->" (arrow to his feeder). I thought that was funny. Then I moved him to St. Louis, then back to Central Indiana, then down to Bloomington and I didn't mind at all. The phone is our friend. He is a big dog now, like with a real job and a real apartment. He lets us visit and sleep in his spare room, like this past week. I wouldn't be surprised if we move to Bloomington in the next few years.
Posted by Tyler Gobble at 11:51 AM