I took both David (owner of this site) and Danny (his brother) to Paul Abdul and Color Me Bad way back when. David & Danny were so young, they were not even into rap or hip hop yet. I got the tickets through one of my ex-huband's friends. We had great seats. Front row in one of the lower bowl seats. It was David and Danny's first concert. I was trying to party down as I was watching over my two nephews experiencing their first concert. I think it was probably a cool experience for both my nephews, but I do not think that they have been to too many concerts as adults. Maybe the entertainment we saw that night scarred them for life. I remember the next day David, Danny and I were supposed to go to the Roladium to go roller skating, and David was so tired from the night before, he started crying. I ended up having to take them home the next day instead of roller skating.

(David if you would like to add to this memory, have at it!!!)

Becca

Apparently my uncle Kirt saved my life when I was a toddler. Please give your recollection Uncle Kirt. I had no idea.

Our high school band had a competition in Tennessee and we all spent our spring break there I think our Junior year.

I cant remember the exact city we were in for the competition, but one thing I do remember was going up to a gun and knife store and buying a chinese star.

Eventually we brought it back to the hotel and threw it at the wall a bunch of times. 

It was a lot of fun, but we definitely could have gotten charged for it.  It was pretty dumb to throw it at the wall.

But it was really cool how it stuck to it with precision.

Oh I cant believe I am posting this.  This video is lame, but it might bring some laughs.

So I was convinced that I should try out for survivor and so I took a video camera out to where I run and I figured it would be unique enough for them to at least look at it.

But no... they didnt even give a response letter.

I spent a whole afternoon cutting this...

If you are bored watching the information about me talking about my life.... skip to the end an watch the funniest part of the video about me getting my hands dirty.

When I was in middle school, my friends Chris and Ryan all decided to go drag to halloween. The one big difference from them to me was that I had a mask and these fake tits made out of foam. But they looked real. The other two had their moms put makeup on them and probably stuffed their bras.

I vividly remember walking down M59 and flashing cars with my fake boobs. Every single car that passed honked their horns at us. We walked to Ryans house and played mortal kombat.

I think next that night we went trick or treating and I had to leave for some reason to get back to Crary for a Band halloween costume party. If I recall there I placed third best costume or something like that. That was a very fun haloween.