Tag: mom

You’ll come down to this

29 October, 2008 (23:50) | Ramblings

Last political blog post, promise.  It’s only a few days away, have you prepared yourself?  Have you listened to both parties?  I am sure there are those that will disagree with me, but I put a lot of weight into how each candidate is campaigning.  The debates are huge.  Sure, they’ve become skilled question dodgers […]

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My date with the president’s daughter, oh yeah.

21 October, 2008 (16:57) | Life Long Goals

So I’ve written before about my deep fascination with Bedford Springs resort, and that’s definitely on my list of places to stay and visit.  They have a great history that goes back into the late 1700’s and presidents staying there.  you can read about the history on their site or ask me to borrow the […]

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I wear my Eastpak

16 October, 2008 (09:30) | Memories

When I was in 5th grade or so, the whole Jansport and Eastpak fad hit.  Everybody was using these $40-$60 back packs, and you weren’t cool unless you had one.  Josh Smith was really the one that gave me the most peer pressure about it.  I begged my mom to buy me one.  They had […]

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Back seat driver

2 September, 2008 (02:03) | Memorable Quotes

"Drive like mom is with you." – Billboard on the turnpike while I’m driving 80 at 10pm in my mom’s minivan with my mom

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Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor.

12 July, 2008 (22:57) | Personal Update

Really, I have to give it up to my body for the past month or so.  It’s been through a lot, especially in the past week!  I have poison all over my legs, probably have some sort of sinus infection following a cold a week ago, and I’ve added a weight routine inbetween days of […]

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Bladder problems at the boy scouts

3 July, 2008 (14:06) | Memories

Yay, I’m secure enough in my adulthood to tell this little gem.  Maybe a testament to my social awkwards, maybe a propellant of my social awkwardness…who’s to say, either way, what a childhood.  So I was in scouts as a kid, and really had a great time all along.  If I remember correctly, I skipped […]

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