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Today I returned from a two-and-a-half day trip to Boulder, CO. The primary purpose of the trip was to facilitate a disaster recovery exercise for a client at IBM’s Business Continuity and Resiliency center there. But as I try to do whenever I have reason to visit Colorado, I made an effort to see my best friend, Dina.

We originally planned to hang out Sunday night, but it didn’t work out. Instead, I hit The Lazy Dog with my friend Marie (whom I met at Dina’s wedding) and her friend (now mine too), Sally. It was a good time.

I worked most of Monday from the hotel attending conference calls, etc, remotely. Then I got a call from my grandfather who asked me to, since I was in Colorado, go to a bank and get him a roll of those new gold Presidential $1 coins specifically from the Denver mint (as those he can find locally are all from Philly). I went to two banks and didn’t have much luck. They’re so new and not in demand that none of the banks are ordering them. Instead, I bought whatever they had in the drawer that were in circulation… about $16 worth. I hope he isn’t too disappointed.

Monday night, I had to meet the other guys coming in for the DR exercise at 6:30p for dinner, so Dina and I only had about an hour to hang out. We met at the Mountain Sun Pub for a quick brew and to catch up just a little bit. On the way out, I snapped a quick pic. It’s been awhile since I got a fresh one of the two of us together. Sometimes I really miss that girl.

The rest of the trip was, for the most part, predictable (as these sorts of DR “tests” should be). And the new bunch of guys I met this time were great.

Finally, the “weird thing of the day”. A little background: probably 6 or 7 years ago, while working for Harman, I took a trip to New York for an “IT Leadership” meeting. While there, I happened to run into a girl, Karla, that I went to high school with. It turned out that we worked for the same company, though I worked for the Automotive division in Indiana and she for the Consumer division in El Paso. We hadn’t seen each other since the first week of my freshman (her junior) year of college, where, as freshmen, she invited my friend Jason and I over the night after she had a big party at the Varsity Villas so we could hang out and drink what alcohol she had left over. We didn’t talk nor see each other until that fateful night in NY! Weird. The world is too small!

So anyway… tonight as I loaded my luggage onto the shuttle to take me to my truck parked in the “economy lot”, guess who boarded shortly thereafter… Yup. I was in a bit of a daze after traveling all day and really looking forward to getting home. But I looked up and there she was. I said, “Karla?” She turned around and was like, “Oh my God!”

We spent the short, 10 minute ride chatting and I gave her my business card so she could email me. Turns out she and her husband moved back to Indy recently.

It’s not quite as amazing as the NY encounter, but I guess considering seeing HER at the airport among the hundreds of other people it could have been… well, I’m sure the odds against it are staggering.