Finally! No more of those blasted fishes.
Here be some pictures. Be patient with me while I attempt to hammer down a good format for presenting them. And if you're on a dial-up, I am so, so sorry.
The Birthday Weekend Saga
Mom was in town. This is what happens when you first get a really neat digital camera.
Okay, so a lot of these first pictures are of me. That's because I was one of the few things we could think of to take a picture of for the first day I had the camera. To some it may seem Narcissist, but you may note that my non-photogenicitude causes me to be sporting some weird deformity in each picture. In this one it is a lazy eye, which I don't think I have. Unless you people just never told me.
About the sombrero. Mom was about to take a picture of me, and a waiter noticed, and decided that a sombrero was in order. So...yeah.
For those of you who have never made Maxxe's acquaintance, at least you now can look into the soulless eyes of that beast. See how they gleam with primal desire to rend manflesh? Oh, the soullessness!
I resisted the urge to say something like, "That's mom on the right," but I thought I'd mention it just to show you that I conquered that particular urge. And we're all probably better off for that. Yet, how, you may ask, did such a sweet lady become affiliated with a beast of Maxxe's sort? "The answers to these questions could quite possibly drive you all insane."
It is a little known fact that miniature poodles grow a winter coat during the...the uh, winter. We considered sheering Maxxe and making a cool jacket. Sheering, I said.
This one is supposed to be inspirational...in that when you see it, the idea is that you scramble for a pencil and your Russian notebook, and get your homework done.
In fact, I'll make you an offer. Save this image and set it as your desktop wallpaper. See if your productivity doesn't increase threefold over the next week.
Who could say it better than that wise, wise man, Johnny Bravo: "I love my mama."
I don't know how the blue got there. Maybe the camera was reading my mind.
It used to be Legos, now it's 32 mb flash memory cards...oh who am I kidding, I still get Legos too.
This is pretty much a summary of how I think of Starnes. Would you believe that I actually told him to put that in his nose? No? See, I planned on that. Because everybody figures Starnes is just going to find something on the street, pick it up, and put it in his nose.
This, ladies and gentlemen, is what you do in Lawrenceville, Georgia, if you aren't at the AMC Colonial 18 movie theater.
On a side note, this is also one of the poeple who has stuck with me through everything, and I'm reasonably certain that everything just happened last semester.
A couple of my favorite people ever, and if you met them, they'd probably be your favorite people ever also. We'd have a fight to the death over whose favorite people they were.
They're also known as Bill and Christina Johnson, or just Splat and Crissy if you're cool enough. Are you??
This wouldn't have been half as cool if it didn't have the words "Fresh Hot Pizza" in it. Thanks, Matt.
Oh yeah, these are Akinses: Creme Flip and Matthew (pronounced "machoo"). Somehow, they are brothers.
Matchoo looks sort of concerned here, but so would you if a small lawn-mower had just driven out of your right ear.
More brothers, but not of the Akins variety, this time it's Fraziers. Ian and Andrew left to right; they are cool beyond their years, probably cooler than is good for them. And they can quote DragonBall Z saga and episode (though, really, how hard is that?).
