I didn't mean "old" like I've known you for that long, just "old" as in old.

...dirty old man. You better see me at NYJ! And maybe before or after that too.
Green Cup weekend, 2009
I got to meet Kim Mortensen from Denmark who looked mostly like I expected him to:

Plus, it's always a good thing to meet someone sporting an SC shirt.
Sweet billboard.
Cool guys wear dark clothing.
Aww, so cute! Looks cold, huh? Yeah, it was. It was probably warmer earlier in the day, but I think I wore that coat the whole day.
By the end of the day it looked like this:
And we looked like this:
Actually, I looked even more like a tomato than you can see in that picture.
Don't believe me?

Ouch. Yeah, look at my neck for a good comparison.

Or you can just look into Alex's beautiful blue eyes.
June 8, 2009
Jamieson Hickingbotham playing with Alcatraz in the background.
While kicking, the three of us were talking about how we were playing or why they were sore, etc. I hadn't played in a while and felt super rusty, but that was to be expected.
Me: "You know when you haven't played in a while and you feel like you only know four tricks because you can't think of all of the tricks you can do?"
Jamieson: "No, not really."

Way to crap on my train of thought, Jamieson. That's almost as bad as a bird crapping on your leg while you're standing in a circle.

I guess seagulls just really like footbag players.
Jack's bar, 84 beers on tap and 30 more in bottles.

Jamieson with the interesting bartender who happened to follow Australian... netball? He didn't charge Tim or me for our sodas (one of which happened to be a water) and he gave me a free girl beer.
Me with my new friend from Australia.
Tim with his new friend.

"I contend we are both atheists, I just believe in one fewer god than you do. When you understand why you dismiss all the other possible gods, you will understand why I dismiss yours."
Emily Kulczyk