Sunday, July 22, 2012

Something About Me

A very good friend of mine murdered my best friend many years ago. I always wondered what it would be like to see him out somewhere once he got out of prison. I'll never find out-he died in 2005. I stumbled across his obit recently.

Thursday, July 19, 2012

Thursday, July 12, 2012

Next Blog Foray

"Mandates started a while ago, usually after one of us in the apartment had broken up with a girl. It was a chance to hang out with the guys and do manly things. There are some legendary mandates coming from M28 (M28 is our apartment for those not familiar). Since Kevin got married they now usually are a bachelor party for those getting married rather than someone breaking up (we hope this trend continues). Last night we had one for Nathan. It was a lot of fun. The evening started with some games." from a blog called speaking of...

Jungle Speed - not super manly, but you can get hurt going for the totem

We asked Nathan a bunch of questions about his fiancee Courtney and he had to chew a piece of bubble gum for each one wrong. He didn't know a lot of them (albeit, they were some tough questions--What color is her toothbrush?)

Mike made an amazing ice cream cake for the event. We each ate a sixth (that's pretty manly)

Then we watched the movie Taken (sorry, no pictures). And to finish things off we had a sleepover out in the front room. Very good times. We'll miss Nathan a lot.

Sleepover? Ice cream cake? Bubble gum? Dude, you need to look up the term man much less man-date. Sorry no pics this time- I saved some but, my machine must have rejected them for sheer lameness.

Thursday, July 5, 2012

Best Of Craigslist

best of craigslist > baltimore > Red Coat girl with her pants rolled up. I was walking my brown dog. - m4w Originally Posted: Wed, 25 Feb 10:41 EST
Red Coat girl with her pants rolled up. I was walking my brown dog. - m4w
Date: 2009-02-25, 10:41AM EST
So I was walking from the grocery store yesterday afternoon with my dog on Charles just before the monument heading North. You were wearing a red coat and kept looking back at me like you thought you knew me. I wish you did, you were beautiful. We made a bunch of eye contact, then you seemed to need to get a closer look and turned around and heading straight for me. I made an inviting..."Stop looking at me weirdo" face at you and you kept walking. Sorry I am a bit ackward. Anyways, you were really quit pretty and I wish I had said hello but didn't and am now kicking myself and posting a missed connection. Hopefully you see it and we meet and fall deeply in love, move to Ireland and buy a small cottage by the Ocean, where we have wonderful little curly haired babies and a dog. I will write and teach English at the local college, while you start a non-profit that protects native birds of the region. Our children will grow up and have wonderful brouges and we will move back to the States when my books begin to get published and your non profit has become an international NGO. Once there we will live out our days in an old house in New Orleans, Garden District. Spending hours on the porch swing being madly in love and playing with our grandchildren. Sadly though, I will be hit by a trolley on the way to my 80th suprise birthday party and die a sudden horrific death. You will die of a stroke at hearing the news and we will be reunited in heaven, spending our eternity waking up together with the sounds of the ocean, young again in our little cottage by the sea... ... or maybe we could just grab a cup of coffee?
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