This blog is intended to keep our family and friends -- both near and far -- in touch with Owen as he grows. I will continue to update with photos - and stories too -- as much as I can.
Monday, June 27, 2005
Happy Belated Birthday "Rude the Dude"! Yes, that is Owen crying about the days gone by when Rude had a normal haircut (but still the same wry humor... Venezualen beaver cheese anyone?!?)
Normal haircut? If you look closely at that yearbook you'll see that I had cut my own hair before that picture because I was living in The Hovel like a wildman. Haircuts, like food were considered a luxury. If you look even closer though, you'll see a striking resemblance between my photo and Devrie DuVal's. Why you say? Because we were actually the same person! In typical bad movie fashion I was masquerading as a chick while also appearing as myself so as to keep together some zany and little understood plot. I thought the experience would be rife with hilarity, but much like "Sorority Boys" and "Just One of the Guys" it turned out to be a trite and barely humorous situation. What a waste of time. Plus I had to fend off the advances of that needy ass, Cory Hart looking motherfucker Vic. Ugh
Venezualen beaver cheese indeed. Thanks for the birthday shout out. Don't cry about the LVR days being long gone, the pain will end when we see everyone at the next Assumption fireworks. P.S. If anyone actually does see me there, please put a bullet in my brain to spare me the embarrassment.
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Normal haircut? If you look closely at that yearbook you'll see that I had cut my own hair before that picture because I was living in The Hovel like a wildman. Haircuts, like food were considered a luxury. If you look even closer though, you'll see a striking resemblance between my photo and Devrie DuVal's. Why you say? Because we were actually the same person! In typical bad movie fashion I was masquerading as a chick while also appearing as myself so as to keep together some zany and little understood plot. I thought the experience would be rife with hilarity, but much like "Sorority Boys" and "Just One of the Guys" it turned out to be a trite and barely humorous situation. What a waste of time. Plus I had to fend off the advances of that needy ass, Cory Hart looking motherfucker Vic. Ugh
Venezualen beaver cheese indeed.
Thanks for the birthday shout out. Don't cry about the LVR days being long gone, the pain will end when we see everyone at the next Assumption fireworks.
P.S. If anyone actually does see me there, please put a bullet in my brain to spare me the embarrassment.
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