Monday, September 18, 2006

A Springfield Summer...


I spent the summer in Springfield which meant I had the longest, most trying three months of my life. I didn't work so I had hours upon hours to stare at the wall. I documented some of the more eventful occurences .


I got a sweet tat of two Toucan Sams...it came from a cereal box.


Britt Bostick gave me this sexy shirt.


At Meijer they had these cardboard boxes that were made to look like encyclodpedias but there was one that I found especially funny:

It reads: "Bullet to Child"


Grape Drink baby!


Dan and I went to lunch about a million times over the summer but on one special occassion Mal joined us. After Mi Jal we went to Goodwill and got glasses.


Word.


Isn't that amazing?

One night we got some beer and had a fire at Maria's house. Jak came!

My giant hair decided her face wasn't important


I know what it looks like. But sadly it's not. Ian was just holding my beer. Maybe someday though.

Hey Maria, take a picture of Jak and I!

Oh, uhhh thanks...

OOH! I have an idea! Maria, Gretchen quick let me take a picture of you two!

Oh...uh, that's interesting but uhhh, let's try again!


Alright, we're halfway there...


I guess that's the best we're gonna get...

Oh well, the next day I went to dinner with Ian's family.



Rachel!!! The cutest thing of my life.


That's Rachel, Sarah and Alicia. And also Britt and I. Britt kind of looks like a little kid there though.


Rachel, Alicia and Sarah

Aw, how cute. Okay, throughout the summer Gretchen would have people over at Joe's.


I don't know how happy Joe was about that though...


Dan was there, in a Mr. Rodger's shirt.


That is totally sexy.


Uh, I guess that's a little better...a little.


Word up.


Gretchen & I. I'm wearing that boss "Master of the Universe" shirt


Look at these guys. Total players.


Half of this picture is cute. Try to guess which half...


It was that half.


Amy and Gretch


Ian pretending to be not mad at my drunken stupor.


Three bitches.





That's most of summer.

Thursday, September 07, 2006

The Trifecta.

At the beginning of summer Shannon had a three day party known as the Trifecta. This Trifecta led to serious consequences for our young hero. Was it worth it? Probably not, but here it is anyway...


Shannon greeted us at the door with open arms and a kind smile. Copious consumption of alcohol ensued...


Arbor Mist. MM MM Good. Except not at all.


Shotgun Sam.


Boy, Caleb looks like he needs to drink even more.


This is going to end badly.


Matt, I'm as shocked as you.


The host with the most.

With the booze flowing faster than the Colorodo rapids, weird things happened.
Things like:

Violence





Homoerotica






Ch'yeah, that's right boys. Get gay.

And last but not least, Shitface Syndrome...


That's right drunkie, your spidey sense must be tingling.


This reminds me of that Destiny's Child video...the "throw your hands up at me" one.


One of the prettiest occurences of Shitface Syndrome.


A not so pretty case...


ditto.


Dan's got it bad.


Wow. Riku just seems to keep popping up in this area...


In all my days I've never seen a case this severe.


...oh wait.

Alas, it wasn't all bad. There were a few moments during the nights where many of us actually appeared to be only mildly intoxicated:


I think this was relatively early on in the night.


Ron is the nicest guy in the world.


Why we almost look sober!


If you ignore that can, this one qualifies.


I'm not so sure about this one...


Or this one. I don't know who Mattie is waving to...


Two of my favorite people.


I've never seen Riku look this sober.


Looking pretty snazzy.

And now for the pictures that don't really fit anywhere within this post:

During some wierd drinking game. 'Twas fun.


Why is he flipping me off? Probably because I caught a picture of his 10 year old Garfield boxers.


guy.


girl.


guy(s).


(black) guy.


Jac being Sam's Mom.


Crotch. Get some!