Boy am I glad that I'm 26. I still have another two years before my high school class reunion. Amanda, however, is 28 and thus had the obligatory, American duty to attend her class reunion this year -- and drag me with her.
The event was all fun and only rarely awkward. It was a good, anthropological experiment to identify the necessary components of a successful class reunion:
Friend with similar style -- Check.
Former offensive line huddle -- Check.
Over-excited classmate -- Check.
Prom king and queen dance -- Check.