We spent too much time in Memorial Auditorium.
We flung ketchup packets onto the ceiling in Kriner Diner.
Diffy's fries were the only cure for hangovers.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Who is this?
Does anyone know who I'm sitting next to in this photo? Just curious. Thanks. Oh, and that really isn't a Keystone I'm holding. I would never be caught dead drinking such swill from a can.
I'm getting something--Nathan? Jason. That's definately the wall paper, couch and afgan (Chris Chromiak signature piece) from the Bietsch house-circa me and Chris. Wasn't he the tall skinny blond mullety guy?
Wasn't it just yesterday that Connie pantsed, or rather 'shortsed' Ross in Kriner Diner? So where did all these grey hairs come from and why is there a minivan in my garage?
We may eat better now. We certainly drink better beer. Who notices receding hairlines and proceeding stomachs. We are still Masquers. Everytime we converge again, sometimes not seeing each other for years, all those mortage payments and incompetent bosses slip away.
We remember watching the sun come up over The Wall. We discuss the McMansioning of America. The past makes us who we are, but we don't need to live in it.
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You Know I Can't Hear You When the Water's Running
5 comments:
I have no idea. But I laughed heartily at your expression.
Honestly, Galen. DOn't you remember when you were engaged to the werewoman of shippensburg. You cad.
I'm getting something--Nathan? Jason. That's definately the wall paper, couch and afgan (Chris Chromiak signature piece) from the Bietsch house-circa me and Chris. Wasn't he the tall skinny blond mullety guy?
Nathan McNeer - that's the guy! Werewoman of Shippensburg indeed :)
'That ain't no lady, it's a guy with a mullet'
LOL
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