Heres me shooting a three pointer during warmups for a high school baskeball game. It was important for me to practice three pointers, what with my important job of running the baseline and shooting bunnie shots all game long...
Can you find me in this picture? My mom says the dance teachers "had a feeling" I would end up in sports. I wasnt exactly light on my feet, although i did play the part with my over-dramatic head tilt. How I was never in show choir I will NEVER know!
this was the result of a good two solid hours with a hair-iron. I used to use it back when I cared. That's me on the right with my aunt Sue circa 1998.
Many of you have heard the story of my excursion with truck driver Glenn of Wyoming. It is true, I took a ride on a semi off-road and up a ridge....with a six pack. Me, Josh, Amber and Krebs all drove to Wyoming the summer before my sophomore year in college. I made friendly with a truck driver who called his sleeping quarters (complete with a purple light) the "Stabbin Cabin" - dont worry - he was a friend of Josh's family. I escaped unharmed.
Here's me an Ang at the UC Alpha Tau Omega White Tea Rose Formal, what ever that means. My date was kind enough to take us to the Party Source and stock up on mini bottles of Bacardi that we spiked our drinks with once inside. Bad Girls!
Anyway, hope you enjoyed this slide show of some various times of my life. Nothing too wild. Hopefully something significant will happen this weekend. Ill blog the crap out of it.
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