Don't ask Shade what happened to the woodpecker...
I would gladly trade you our rats and possums for your porcupines!!!
That's cuz you never tried to skin one......
How we met, huh? I'll admit that I went and copy/pasted/edited/switched emoticons this account from Elsewhere Online (though with the amount of digging I had to do to find it, it might've been faster just to straight-type the darn thing)
[COLOR=000000]Anyway,[/COLOR] [COLOR=000000]it was April of 1995[/COLOR][COLOR=000000]. I'd been going to College of the Redwoods, Del Norte (CRDN), a community college here in Crescent City. I'd been part of the Earth Day activity committee--mostly because they were meeting in one of my classrooms before my class, so I figured I might as well walk the few blocks about 15 minutes early on those days and join in. The cultural activity chosen was a poetry reading in CRDN's library (there were clean-up activities and such as well, but they don't enter into this). Now, I'm not much into poetry, but I thought I should go, since I'd been in on the planning. So I helped set up the seating, and snagged a seat on one of the couches, which were much more comfortable than the folding chairs. The couches were along the wall, so that anyone sitting on them had to turn sideways to see the speakers. I was sitting on the front end. This young skinny guy came and sat at the other end of the couch. Out of the corner of my eye, I thought I saw him looking my way, so I started kind of rocking back and forth and looking out of the corner of my eye to see what the young guy would do. He was rocking back and forth, too, but I couldn't tell if he was looking at me, or trying to see around me. To make a long story short (What do you mean, it's too late?[/COLOR][COLOR=000000]), he was trying to see around me[/COLOR]
[COLOR=000000]If he wasn't looking at me, how did we get together? Well, a few weeks later, there was a school picnic (small college) and talent show. I'd written one of my once-infamous notes, and snuck it into his pocket. He ended up winning the talent contest, playing "Let It Be" on guitar. The prize was a couple of movie tickets. I don't remember what movie we ended up seeing, but we ended up walking home the long way from the movie theater.
We'd been seeing each other for a couple of weeks when I found out that I was 4 years older (how age never came up when we were walking and talking that first night, I have no idea...) I was 21. I was paranoid until Tom's birthday, 6 months later [/COLOR]
My fingers got sore just thinking about all that typing you just did.... Hi Amy hope you are good.
Eh, I typed it 4 years ago
I'm doing good. Gotta go work out, though...
