In a Month....

In a month I'll be with these people:

wearing this shirt:

sitting in this venue:

 watching these guys:

Some take spring break trips to Florida or Mexico.
I prefer to go back to my old stomping grounds--my Alma matter--and pretend for just 24 hours or so that I'm young, in college, and enjoying a hockey game with friends.

Granted, when I was young and in college, I was sneaking into frat houses and drinking cheap beer out of red keg cups.

(I make no guarantees about the frat houses this time around)

(though, the last time I was in a frat house, I passed out in the men's bathroom, while on the toilet doing my business after drinking WAY too much trash can punch)

(true story)


I've turned on the comments.  Not because I need affirmation that passing out in the opposite gender's bathroom is a common occurrence in college, but because I want to try and see if I'm pas the "stalk my own comments" phase.  We'll give it a go.....

Photos courtsey of google images.  Except the first two.  Those are mine.