New Beginnings

I absolutely hate having knee surgery. You want to talk about a long road filled with little more than pain and inconveniences. I first hurt myself in February, and who knows if I'll be back to 100% by that time. Two surgeries and a total clusterfuck of physical therapy will hopefully lead me to a healthy knee. I'll probably post a little pictoral montage once everything is said and done with my recovery, but right now I'm tired of looking at the 6 god damn slices in my knee.

Thankfully, September 2nd is right around the corner and life will suddenly start tasting better and have much more meaning once the college football season begins. While Notre Dame is poised to make a major run at the National Championship and almost surely a BCS game, I will hopefully be making it to at least one game at ND Stadium and out to Maryland for the Navy game. Good times will be had and while I won't be fully recovered, I should be able to stand without crutches and throw a football. Lets just hope everything falls together how it's supposed to in the end. Almost a month and a half from my last post, good to know I'm consistent on not maintaining things in my life.

Must...buy...AC

You'd think someone as intelligent as me would have figured that in the heat of Chicago's summer, there's a good chance that I'd be melting in my tiny studio apartment. Holy horseshit it's out of control. At least 85 degrees at all times. Unfortunately, the past two months have been less than stellar, with my commissions coming in at around 40% of what they should be...kind of frustrating considering that I've been making my quota. Needless to say, a window AC unit will find its way into my possession very soon or I may lose another 15 pounds before I have my 2nd knee surgery in 4 months. July 27th is the date. I'm planning on a 4 month recovery, if Carson Palmer can do it; so can I.

In other news, I realize how important my friends that are still in Indy are to me. Phil was in this weekend...seen here being drunk with me at the Cubs game. It reminded me of how vital your friends can be in staying sane. I need to work on finding some friends that invoke this kind of attitude out of me in Chicago. Either that or I'll find a big house and we'll start a Chicago/young guys based Old School.

Life Changing Moments #2

Ummm...so, I just don't think I'm good at accomplishing anything with regularity. Due to an extremely wise conversation with my dad, yes that dad, I've decided that School is a bad option for me right now. And, Shannon and I have decided, well I decided, that it would be better for us not to be together. Things don't always work how they're supposed to. That's how life goes. So, instead I'm going to build a career on my current situation and go from there. In the mean-time, look for a RV sighting coming to a town near you. I'm thirsty.

Life Changing Moments

Life changes so quickly, it’s difficult to keep up. Since I last posted I’ve had some major developments. Surgery was a pain in the ass. Correction, it was a pain in my whole body. Besides the fact that I had my meniscus repaired and my knee scoped, I’ve been sleeping on my futon for the past 4 weeks and my whole body is taking a toll. I’ve lost 15 pounds since my surgery, which isn’t too terrible because it was getting kind of difficult to fit in some of my jeans. I had to miss 2 full weeks of work, which has put me incredibly behind but I’ve pretty much caught up to the fullest extent. I declined to have mommy come take care of me, mainly because I thought I would be back at work in a few days. Cue two weeks later and I was barely hobbling to work. It’s very frustrating to be so helpless, but I feel that it was an incredible life lesson and I’ve grown an immense amount just by the sheer will of my mind sitting around for 2 weeks straight and having the desire to grow as a person. Which leads to me two gigantic developing situations…

School and Shannon.

Most of you who read this have a good idea of what happened to me with both situations, so I’ll spare the background. School is something I’ve wanted to complete since I moved to Indianapolis, but I hadn’t found the drive. Now I feel that I possess that drive after seeing how quickly the roadblocks of being degree-less will cement themselves in front of me in the business world. The issue now is, how do I earn this degree. Do I take the chance of earning a degree from an online university and having the stigma of not earning a real degree? Do I take more amiable job for a few years to complete my degree in a timely manner, or stretch out night and weekend classes over 5-6 years to receive said degree? What the hell do I want to major in anyways? All of these questions are not easily answered, I wish I wouldn’t have fucked up so bad in the first place. I wouldn’t be in this position.

Now on to the more life-changing situation, Shannon Lynn Moser. Those of you who have known me for a lengthy period of time know how often I change girls. I’ve never had a problem meeting new female suitors and have always been somewhat of a ‘serial dater’. So, after breaking up with Shannon recently, most people just assumed it was par for the course with me. But, it was not…underneath it all I was confused on my own reasoning for ending things. Nothing is perfect, relationships need to be worked on. If I learned anything from my parents relationship, it should be that adversity overcome makes for a stronger relationship. Unfortunately I wasn’t prepared to change my opinion on things and I wasn’t ready work at making things better. Since Shannon returned from Australia last week, we’ve begun the process of continuing our life together. I don’t know if its going to work out, I don’t know if we’ll end up spending the rest of lives together, but I do know that right now I don’t want to be with anyone else. If I can’t get over my own insecurities and work at this relationship, I’ll never be able to make anything work in the future. So, support me in this adventure, because if you don’t I’ll probably survive without it anyways.

I’m now looking at a late July/early August ACL repair surgery, so wish me a speedy rehab, so I can have fucking surgery again. Let’s all get amped up for the world cup, how’s that sound?

Knees are great

Knees are even better when they're not torn to shreds. The doctor's initial diagnosis is a Bucket handle Meniscus tear and an ACL tear. What this translates to is two surgeries, first to fix the meniscus (which is preventing me from straightening my knee and causing all the pain), wait for that to heal and then fix the ACL. So, my recovery could be from 7-12 months. Not exactly the summer of Chicago I was looking for. Let me also comment on how painful the MRI was...I can not bend my leg past 70 degrees without immense pain, but for the MRI I had to take pain pills and strap my leg down at 0 degrees for 30 minutes straight. Not cool, although the doctor did comment on how good the scans were...fantastic.

Hopefully I can get my first surgery scheduled this week to get the meniscus healed and then I'll be able to go forth with the ACL. Wish me luck!

Guy Weekend #1

Ahhh yes, it's almost that time of year. You're probably wondering how glorious it is to be in such a great city when it's 75 degrees outside...let me show you...

Ok, so it's not that bad, but it feels that bad. I'll find out later this week if i'll be on crutches for the rest of my life. Stupid fucking knee better not ruin my summer.

In other news, I'm heading to Indy with Skaggs for a weekend of general debauchery and drunkedness. What more could a bachelor ask for? I'll get to hang out with all the normal douchebags and drink as many alcoholic beverages as my body is allowed. It'll be interesting to see if I can handle being drunk on crutches, since being sober and on crutches is enough of a difficulty. It's a little disappointing that I won't get to play golf this weekend, but at least I'll save a few (15-20) golf balls from staying out of the drink or just generally being lost.

I've got a good couple weeks coming up, the ND Blue and Gold game next weekend, possibly Indy the weekend after that, then starts a few weekends in Indy for the month of May and the Indy 500 as well as a trip to Dale Hollow. DMB at Deercreek is looming just around the corner (June 2nd and 3rd) and I couldn't be more excited. Everyone cross your fingers that my tendons don't look like spaghetti on the inside. I leave you with this picture...don't ask why, just enjoy it.

Reincarnation of Pele

You'd think after the stat line I put together in our scrimmage on saturday that I am the rec version of Landon Donovan. Unfortuantely, 1 goal and 3 assists against a makeshift team on a wide open field does not make me holier than thou. Although it does give me the confidence I so desperately need to perform well. I have two games tonight, both of which may be played in the goalie box; which should be interesting. That and the oncoming rainstorm should make my second game at 10pm very cold. We're also obligated, yes obligated as in contractually, to go to the bar after the games this session seeing as how we're sponsored by this bar. Should make work really fun. In other news, Skaggs and I had a blast this weekend just being drunk and being guys. It should be a fun weekend as I go out to the 'burbs to visit him.

We ordered tickets for the Blue and Gold game on April 22nd and have reissued our interest in traveling to Baltimore for the ND vs Navy game. Hopefully we'll get to visit Rucker as wel, nothing is dull when you're around the most colorful man alive. And I don't mean colorful in the gay way. Single life will allow me to focus on my important friendships and will hopefully see me travelling to Phoenix and LA to visit my boys from PBurg. These sexy guys right here...

Anyone have any requests for visitation rights? I've got a lot of free time on my hands and I'm looking to experience some things that I haven't had the chance to, as of yet. And that does not mean anything to do with guys, I've had plenty of opportunities to bat from the other side of the plate and just haven't been interested. Or have i? So far, trips are planned to Indy probably once a month, South Bend hopefully three times this year, Maryland, Phoenix, LA, Toledo, and who knows where else. Where do you people want to see me go?

Every journey begins with a single step...

I am starting to feel that I've made the correct decision with Shannon. In an amazingly tight race, my friends are on the fence as to whether or not I made the correct decision. Luckily, the one that means the most (outside of my own) has been the most influencial. I really feel that I'm not crazy by thinking that sometimes something different is what you need. I could've halted everything, spent the rest of my life with Shannon and most likely lived a perfectly Beaver-ish family life. I'm not sure that's the right way to go about things, and I'm confident in myself to take the step that I am. So, here's to me for getting the balls to make a life changing decision after a lot of deliberation and actually believing in myself 100%. This could be a very good change in my life. And here's a picture of me looking pretty with Szucs at Frazier's wedding.

20 Days...oh how the life changes

Sometimes I wonder if I do the right thing. Normally it's cut and dry that I did the WRONG thing. This time, I'm not so sure. Weeks of contemplation, a bad St. Patrick's Day experience, and months of frustration came to fruition this evening as I broke up with Shannon. I sit here in front of my computer, wondering what the hell is wrong with me. But, I digress, I'm only 24. Mistakes are meant to be made, meant to be a learning experience. I may have passed a great situation by, or I may have gotten out of a situation that wouldn't have made me the happiest. Only time will tell, but I can tell you this; I'm going to need some support after this one. Short but sweet, if you want to know more just let me know.

Super Ryan

For reasons that seem to escape my mother, I have decided to run in the Chicago Marathon. Most people seem to give support, while the woman who brought me into this earth claims that I never liked running. First off, any person between the ages of 5-20 that enjoys running without the pleasure of a ball to follow around is a sadist. Growing up I was forced into enough running to envoke a hatred of it; until getting older and fatter I realized the calming, not to mention confidence boosting, effect that a good run has on your psyche and the obvious health benefits. It helps that your girlfriend is an incredibly fit woman who professionally keeps people in good health. I'd like to get into adventure racing in the future, but for now it's just baby steps...all the way to a 26.2 mile fucking race. Am I insane? I think so, others applaud me for this decision.

I've been kind of lazy in getting the bachelor party stories up, but I've had a lot of turmoil lately with my job being slow and my knee going from a torn to shreds future bio-mechanic experiment to a sprained PCL. I'll leave you all (or just Skaggs) with a picture, just one.


The reason my face is so red...a good 20 minutes outside trying to hail 2 cabs at 3am on Friday night...in -20 wind chill conditions. I'm a genius.

Angry

I'm on par with 'Bruce Banner I just slashed your tires' angry. For those of you keeping tabs on the RV Road to the MLS blog on ESPN, you should know I suffered a major setback with my latest knee sprain/ligament injury. I am now poised to burn down the emergency room on Irving Park Rd. after they sent me to an orthopedic who not only couldn't get me in for 3 weeks but also was not in my network of doctors. Basically I've been saying to myself, finally I can get my knee checked out, find out its just a sprain, and start playing again. Instead I have weighted my options and will attempt to play tonight without any approval from my phantom doctor. Blue Cross Blue Shield of Illinois is going to get their asses chewed out for this crap. I am angry...In other news, there will be a post of pure joy after Frazier's Bachelor party was a success. Pictures will be posted, stories will be told, Skaggs will still be into dudes.

Ouch

So...I busted the shit out of my knee on Tuesday. There's a good chance my PCL and ACl are torn, or it's just a nasty sprain. Either way, I am not pleased. Apparently Bruce Arena is no longer going to be taking me to Germany to play with the US National Team. I'm a little upset over that, more upset that I won't be as sharp for outdoor as I would like. Fucking pussy-ass tendons. Here is Bruce announcing to the press that I have been taken off the roster...

The Rule of 4

Four jobs you’ve had in your life:
*SPSS Inc. - Account Rep (Best)
*Real Estate Agent - Century 21 Scheetz (most short-lived and painful)
*Mitchell's Fish Market - Server (Best Paying)
*Father (I sucked at this job...)

Four movies you could watch over and over:
*Rudy (Best Football Movie. Ever.)
*The South Park Movie
*Remember the Titans
*Old School


Four television shows you love:
*24
*Nip/Tuck
*Family Guy
*Freddy...yes, Freddy

Four places you have lived:
*Dallas, GA
*Perrysburg, OH
*Indianapolis, IN
*Chicago, IL

Four places you have been on vacation:
*Maui
*Puerto Rico (twice)
*Aspen (flyfishing)
*Vancouver (salmon fishing)

Four websites you visit daily:
*Deadspin.com
*bluegraysky.blogspot.com
*espn.com
*ign.com

Four places you would rather be right now:
*At home, in bed
*Pburg, with the family
*Golf course with Skaggs and our Dads
*A bar, with my friends

Umm..

Do I even need to comment? Van Dammeit it's Friday!

Last Day...

Finally, it's here. My final day in TAG, my final day being berated by the public for something they rarely understand. I about lost it when a guy very simliar to this choche-monkey deemed himself as too important to discuss the personal matters of his phone number and position at 'douchebag' software. Listen, guy, take your self-appointed CEO position at the company you started after getting fired from for sexual harrassment and shove it up your ass. You're asking for information on a 5 fucking figure investment, we don't just short-end all these fucking leads. You don't matter on any speck of your existence, most likely your wife is cheating on you with the 17 year old hispanic boy next door. Your daughter hates you, and probably smokes better weed than you do. So quit with the attitude and go waste one of our Field Sales reps times when he tells you that our software costs more than your whole operating budget for the year. Bastard. You wouldn't like me angry...

Blue-Gray Sky

I implore all of you to visit Blue-Gray Sky for what is a fantastic overview of the Fighting Irish season this year. I'd love to see a comparison of the top 10 plays from last year to this year's. I get goosebumps, chills and overanxious for next year's season to start. Anybody have an idea of how to keep myself occupied until at least April 22nd for the Blue and Gold game, let alone Sept. 2nd?

Seriously people...seriously.

This all stems from my trip on the El this morning. An apparently 'trendy' young lass was wearing something oddly simliar to the picture to the right. Explain this crap to me. Please? What is the deal with this new fad? Ballerina Shoes? Prada, Adidas, Nike, you name it. They have BALLERINA SHOES being sold to the public. What is the functionality for this? I've been told that girls on the way to work wear more comfortable shoes or shoes that are warmer than what they have to at their job. What in the HELL is the functionality behind wearing what is essentially a padded sock? In case there is a sudden outbreak of criminals that can only be fought off by pirouettes and whatever else people do in the ballet. I can understand wearing sneakers, boots, hell even Uggs have some sort of functionality. But, unless you need to beautifully spin out of the way of an oncoming passenger on the El, don't wear this crap. You look like an idiot, and most likely your feet are cold. Boo that man.

Welcome to the real world?

It seems that I am no longer a 'big boy' working in a grownup job. Everyone that I know that supposedly is the previously said person does all of 2 hours of work over the full 8 hours. That's what I did for the first 4 months at SPSS. Now, it seems with my new promotion I will no longer have the ability to read 15 different sports blogs and keep as up to date as humanly possible with the outside world. I now must learn to manage my time, keep focused and succeed at work. Frankly, I'm excited about it. The new team I'm working with is very well lead, by one of Shannon's best friends who originally got me the job at SPSS, and is very successful. I'm stoked to start the next chapter in 'Mature' Ryan. Hooray for me.

Supply Room - 0 RV - 2

It is true, the Supply Room has officially been made my bitch, again. I recently moved 3 cubicles down in the TAG department before my permanent departure to Higher Ed. Feeling the need to resupply myself, I hit up the Supply Room with a fellow employee in tow for backup. The score? Paperclips, a magnetic Paperclip thingy, SPSS coffee mug, medium sized binder clips, a refill for my medium calendar (it's 06 baby!) and a fucking staple remover. I am all that is man!

Because Rucker strong-armed me...

1. ONE OF YOUR SCARS, HOW DID YOU GET IT? I've got beautitful scars on my shoulder from semi-reconstructive surgery. 6 anchors holding it together, and very nicely I might add.

2. WHAT IS ON THE WALLS IN YOUR ROOM? Well, since I have all of one room, that's an easy one. I've got most of my hats hanging by my closet, and an awesome painting that my buddies girlfriend painted for me above my bed. Picture frames and Scarface ensamble still need to be hung.

3. WHAT DOES YOUR CELL PHONE LOOK LIKE? Black Razr, cause that's how I roll.

4. WHAT MUSIC DO YOU LIKE TO LISTEN TO? I've been enjoying the latest from John Mayer Trio, love that CD. Other than that, DMB, Gavin DeGraw, Ben Harper, Switchfoot, etc...etc...

5. DO YOU KNOW WHAT TIME YOU WERE BORN? The same moment Chuck Norris cried.

6. WHAT DO YOU WANT MORE THAN ANYTHING RIGHT NOW? To have my personal finances cleared up. My previous irresponsibilities will be screwing me for years.

7. WHAT DO YOU MISS AT TIMES? My close friends that I abandoned in my trails across the midwest. Sniff...

8. WHAT IS YOUR MOST PRIZED POSSESSION? Hmm, for being a materialistic person, I'm not that hopped up on one thing. My dvd collection is important to me.

9. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SMELL? A fresh beer on Saturday mornings in October. Booyah for College Football.

10. DO YOU GET CLAUSTROPHOBIC? Sometimes when I'm trying to sleep.

11. IF YOU DIED TOMORROW: Chuck Norris would throw a party in thanks that he was no longer getting his ass kicked by a 185lb college dropout.

12. THE LAST PERSON TO MAKE YOU CRY Tri Cao. The motherfucker tazered me for a good 20 seconds. That shit hurt.

13. WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE COLOGNE / PERFUME? I don't wear cologne much anymore. If Shannon decides to buy me anything, then maybe. Otherwise, the combination of my personal musk and Irish Spring Sport do me right.

14. WHAT KIND OF HAIR DO YOU LIKE ON THE OPPOSITE SEX? I've changed...no more curly blondes, I'll take my thick shoulder length brunettes.

22. WHO IS YOUR FAVORITE SINGER(s)? As previously stated, I'm enjoying John Mayer, but it's not the singing so much as his blues guitar. Probably Chris Martin as a singer.

23. FAVORITE BAND(s) - See #4.

24. WHAT KIND OF BOOKS DO YOU LIKE TO READ? I've been reading action/adventure books lately. Not the choose your own adventure kind, but maybe I should look into that. Recently have been working on a success-type book from the same guy that did Men are from Mars, Women are 'Crazy Asses'.

25. FAVORITE DESSERT: Hmm...anything, I love me some sweets.

26.HOW DO YOU LIKE YOUR COFFEE? In someone else's body. That shit is gross...

27. WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE QUOTE ? "Only God can judge me"

28. WOULD YOU FALL IN LOVE KNOWING THAT THE PERSON IS LEAVING? Depends what you mean by leaving. Like, leaving for the afternoon? Leaving for a gang bang? You're leaving me open for failure here...I'll just say No. You may not have the ability to decide if you want to fall in love with someone, but you do have the ability to shield yourself from being hurt.

29. WHAT IS THE BEST WAY TO TELL SOMEONE HOW MUCH THEY MEAN TO YOU? Actions speak louder than words.

30. SAY A NUMBER FROM ONE TO A HUNDRED:18

31. BLONDES, REDHEADS OR BRUNETTES? No more Blondes for me, and I've only gotten hurt by Redheads, so I'll go with the Brunettes.

32. WHAT IS THE ONE NUMBER YOU CALL OFTEN? Shannon Lynn Moser.

33. WHAT ANNOYS YOU MOST? Blatant stupidity and reverse racism. I hate that shit.

34. HAVE YOU EVER DONE A PRANK CALL? I work in a call center, you figure that one out.

35. WHO IS YOUR CURRENT CRUSH? That Hansel's so hot right now.

36. WHAT IS YOUR WORST FEAR? It used to be Failure, but I've done that enough to be able to pick myself up. Losing another person I care about scares the shit out of me. And the Boogeyman.

37. SAY SOMETHING TO SOMEONE YOU HAVEN'T SEEN/TALKED TO IN AWHILE: What the hell? Why would someone I haven't seen or talked to in awhile be reading my blog. You sir are an idiot.

38. HAVE YOU EVER SAID "I LOVE YOU" AND NOT MEANT IT? Used to be my speciality. Not because I'm an asshole (that's apparent for other reasons), but because I used to put so much stock in finding someone to love me that I would make myself believe that I was in love. When I wasn't.

39. WHAT WERE YOU DOING BEFORE YOU FILLED OUT THIS SURVEY? Hoping that Rucker wouldn't ask me to fill this out, attempting to get work done.

40. IF YOU COULD GET PLASTIC SURGERY, WHAT WOULD IT BE? Plastic surgery? Never. Have you seen Nip/Tuck, the Carver is still out there!

41. WHY DID YOU FILL OUT THIS SURVEY? I blame Rucker.

42. WHAT DO YOU LIKE ON YOUR PIZZA? Sausage and Mushroom.

43. WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF ALCOHOL BECAME ILLEGAL? Quit drinking at bars.

44. WHAT DO YOU WANT FOR YOUR BIRTHDAY? Tivo, or tickets to any ND game next year. Or all of them.

45. WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF IT SUDDENLY STARTED RAINING BLOOD? Who the fuck came up with that question? Sadistic bastard.

46. Do you believe that myspace is the devil in disguise? Myspace is an online social faction...if the devil is doing his deeds through myspace, I know I've picked the right side with Christianity.

47. What is your favorite animal? Chinchilla. They're soft. :)

48.Whats you're favorite sport team and your favorite player from that team? Hmm...that's difficult to put my 'favorite' tag on one sports team. How about the Fighting Irish and Darius Walker. My darkhorse for the Heisman next year.

49. What is good and what is evil? Once again...you ask me my favorite animal two questions earlier then this question? What the hell?

50. Who is your favorite person? Papa Valle. He's the shit.

Holy Crap, I am Alive!

Hello, all my loyal listeners. I apologize for being absent, I'm a lazy bastard and realize that nobody really reads this anyways...except for Rucker. Thanks for the support, Alan. Now where was I...it's been almost a month and quite a bit has happened.

Christmas was awesome. I drove home and retired the 'Clipse, considering I just take the El to work every day and to say parking is a bitch would be an understatement. Our family usually does a good job of getting together for Christmas, even though we're slowly starting to spread out from Toledo. It was great to see Sara, my Marine cousin, who finished her stint with Toys for Tots in Philly. Couldn't be more proud of the accomplishment she had there, setting records for the amount of toys. My G'Mas birthday is Christmas Eve, so our tradition has been to go to dinner with everyone in the family. This is always a good time when you try and get 15-25 people together at one restaurant on Christmas Eve. I always pity the server who has 7 different checks and we always change seats multiple times. Then I remember that people used to do the same to me so many times that I deserve to be an ass every once and a while. Unfortunately, Shannon's visit was shortlived and did not include the usual Christmas festivities. Instead, we got to celebrate the recent engagement of long-time BFF Andy Frazier and the soon-to-be Courtney Frazier. Seen here...
The engagement party was a phenomonal event, which included all of our Parentals and seemed like something we should've done years before. I don't believe we had ever gotten Andy, Steve and I's parents together in the same place, even though each set of parents had such a huge impact on each of us growing up. It was an awesome time and included many beverages and lots of laughs. Who would argue with guys that are this good looking?

It's always great to know that I have such a supportive group of guys that I couldn't be more proud of everything they've accomplished. Christmas was great, as usual. My brother, Austin, landed an Xbox360 which my father somehow got a hold of one at Circuit City. Which is great, considering he soldiered in front of Best Buy for a few hours attempting to purchase one in the frenzy of the marketing buzz saw that is Microsoft. Needless to say, Austin was pleased. After Christmas I headed back to Chicago for a few days of work in the semi-warm climate that is rather confusing. I swear I was wearing short sleeves a few days after Christmas on the way to work. Crazy shit. Good news about that week was I had been considered for a new position as SPSS. This was right along the ideas of my master plan and I seemed to have a good chance of landing the new job.

The following weekend, Shannon and I traveled to Indianapolis (actually Fishers) to visit Kris, Le and Tri to celebrate the New Year. And, holy crap it was a good time. Shannon and Le looked their best, as usual...Tri ended up tazing me and Kris at about 4am, which was painful but hysterical. Kris and I got in a french onion dip fight, don't ask. Overall, I drank enough to kill most normal men and managed to not puke. Good times were had by all, and it was especially nice to spend some time with Rally the night before NYE and also on NYE when he decided to wear the same shirt as someone else at the party...and no, I do not have any pictures of him and Scott which sucks. But imagine showing up at a party where you know 3 people and you're wearing the same shirt as a total stranger. Little weird, but well worth it. Here come more pictures...
I'll finish this update up with talks of my promotion, soccer, Skaggs, ND-OSU fiesta bowl thoughts and much much less entertaining stuff. Stay tuned...