Wednesday, September 24, 2008

blast from the past

Wow. I just saw this on a friend's Facebook page; it's from 2000. We had a day off and decided to do a group sushi outing -- it must've been somewhere grim like Dallas or Philadelphia. I really don't remember. I do remember making fun of our guitarist (not sure where he is... possibly drunk somewhere) and I had taken to calling our percussionist a "CUNT!" on a regular basis (hence the sour look on his face -- he's just there in the red shirt). Oh, good times. My hair -- it was so FULL and so not grey way back then...

Check out all those beer bottles in front of me; those were the days when I was "fun."

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