KOM posts a picture, revels in the past
For those of you who missed the first few pivotal months of LP, I pity you. Go read the archives! But I intended to say that I have posted only one other picture of myself on this blog.
Until now.
The following is undated, but sometime after the whole Germany fiasco. Many more friend than are pictured joined us for this expedition to the "lost coast".
I'm the asshole with the shirt wrapped around his head.
I somehow acquired the nickname "Captain" on this voyage.
The short haired girl with the cigarette growing out of her head had a scene in the movie 'Jack'. She's listed in the filmography as "drug store clerk". She also made a gorgeous bridesmaid at our wedding. Now she's is Fresno. Fresno. WTF?
The guy in the foreground is a post or two unto himself. He was with me when I first went to Germany as an exchange student. Recently, he married a girl who was one of my best friends when I was 22, or so. I've mentioned her here. She's the one that forgot her birth control pills...
Mr. Laughy on the right is the
posted by KOM @ 11:59:00 PM
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9 Comments:
I would hate to be the guy that got left out like the crazy guy did. Or am I already the guy that got left out?
To be fair, no one that I knew had seen him in over a year. No one knew where he lived, even. I couldn't have invited him if I tried.
It's not how I envision you. Then again, isn't always that way?
That 30th neighborhood birthday's a bitch. All of 'em. Even 28 and his weakling gay bitch partner 27. Nastier yet is 31. These are years of reflection and actual;ly understanding that root from whence you spring forth- all the hippies and junkies and punks and queers and frat fuckers and shits and asshats, not to mention the fucktards, then you realize, well, shit's not so bad. Gimme 30 over 19 any day.
Dude, WHY did you have a shirt on yer noggin?
Is that a S.F. thing?
So THAT's the famous Brie Ramalamadingdongbananafana who was in "Jack", what happened to her acting career? Surely the last name didn't interfere.
I know, DON'T call you Shirley.
Such a tease! Bigger picture please!
Commentator - it really isn't. That was from 8 years or so ago.
Yawn - Agreed. 30 over 19 anyday.
J - I don't remember. It was really windy, and I had long hair. Maybe I lost my hat? Or threw up in it?
I think Bria was just messing around. But your right, she should have chosen a screen name like "Steel" or "Jolie".
Diva - Sorry. Gotta maintain my shrinking anonymity. Maybe I'll just post a picture of someone that I find on the internet and say it's me.
"We had no idea that you were inuit!" you'd all say.
You look suspiciously hippie-ish in that picture. I love that picture - I just love the expressions on everyone's face. It takes me back to that trip instantly. Like the crazy guy setting his camp stove on fire, then throwing it onto the raging camp fire. That was excitement! And the exploding beer bottles. What a trip!!
I have a friend who lives in Samoa up there, goes to the lost coast brewery a lot...does that have anything to do with this at all? I think it might, in a distant "not really" sort of way.
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