The Aerosmith/Skid Row concert ROCKED!!!!!
Actual Things Written By My Classmates In My Sophomore Yearbook, the 1990 Crag, In Which I Sometimes Do but Mostly Don't Remember What the Fuck They're Talking About:
[Part II of a series]
I hope you’ll remember all we’ve done – yearbook chaos,
--girl who ended up marrying a guy I call “Cutty” because he passed out in a lawn chair in the pouring rain one night in the back yard at my brother’s place in Austin, cradling a large nearly empty bottle of Cutty Sark
Never forget the SPIRAL STAIRCASE.
[accompanied by drawing of our math teacher’s hand, index finger extended, describing a circle in the air to illustrate how “math is a spiral staircase”]
--future member of the Dirty Dozen
The louder you are, the more they’ll listen.
--my boss on the yearbook staff, with whom I locked horns more than once
If I write this and pretend like it was a year ago this is what I’d say …
--guy who I obsessed over for a time, before I realized he was not what I had made him out to be, who friended me recently on Facebook and now subjects me and his other 400 (mostly female) friends to a neverending stream of “deep” observations
I can’t believe that the Publisher man who won all that money believed you were from
--girl who was part of a group of us that ran into a Publisher’s Clearinghouse $10 million dollar winner (his pic had been all over local TV) at Chili’s in Denton; also, sad evidence that I was still doing my fake British accent at this late date
Remember when I was reading Lord of the Flies [at a tennis tournament, at which we both lost … again] and Toby told me that Piggy was gay and a monster was gona come out of the woods with a six-pack?
--CK, partner in crime
Keep your brother in line!
--insanely, dangerously delusional person
I KNOW THAT I DONT KNOW YOU AS WELL AS I WISH I KNEW YOU BUT I DO KNOW THAT YOU ARE SMART AND BEAUTIFUL AND I WANT YOU TO KNOW THAT WHEN I COME BACK FROM TECH NEXT YEAR I WANT YOU TO GO OUT WITH ME.
--annoying guy who drew hearts encircling my face everywhere it appeared in the yearbook; eventually flunked out of Tech, then waited on me, my mom & my grandmother at a Red Lobster years later and pretended not to know who I was