I'm sure I've rambled on about the glory days at Penton Media, and the good times we had there. Well today I had a perfect storm of contact with former Penton peeps.
First I had dinner with Mary. I haven't seen her in more than a year, partly because I'm a douche, and partly because she's too married to her job. We caught up, talked about the good old days, etc.
I'm pulling out from the restaurant and Tim calls me on the phone. He's asking how to get music on his kid's iPod, but of course we talk about Mary. We talk shop a little, make brief references to the Penton days.
No sooner do I get home and Freeze calls me. We talk about screenplays and shit, and of course, the Penton days.
The meltdown at Penton started in 2001, and I think by the end of the year, we were all either laid-off or left. Yet, we can pick up the phone or hang out and it's like we haven't missed a beat. That's pretty remarkable when we're all in such different situations now. (I was going to say different relationships, or lack of, but I guess I'm the only one in that boat!)
One of these days we need to figure out how to get the entire Moe's lunch crowd back together. Indeed, we were a part of something special, even if the people running that company didn't know their heads from their asses.