Back when I was in 10th grade I biked practically every day up to Kim Deacon or Ashley Halleran's house or to Music Master. I was growing my hair out and it was almost shoulder length. I wasn't quite a skater because I couldn't skateboard - I was what was called a poser.

Anyway, I was biking one day down Snowapple as I usually do and this G-Dawg yells out "Freak" to me. I took offense because I really didn't think I looked like a freak. I think I cut my hair really short that summer.

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

One time Todd Bauer and I pranked Sara Treder, who I liked back when I was in tenth grade.  It was quite a lame prank call.  Todd said "Would you like to buy a magazine?!" in this really strange voice.  All she said was "What?" and that was it.  We had recorded the prank on the computer though and we would play it over and over.  I think I even had it set up so that, when Windows 3.1 booted up, it played the wav file of the prank.  We were such dorks.  I wish I still had the wav file.  I wouldn't be able to post it though - the memory crawler needs to add audio media capability ;)

In middle school I was always into blowing stuff up with Fireworks on the 4th of july.

I would usually go in my front yard and find old toys to stick bottle rockets in or various things around the house. I also would light them off insde of the drainage systems as well because it made loud noises.

One time, I attempted to light off about 25 saturn rockets, when a cop pulls up. I dont think they went off, or we probably would have gotten into trouble.

Anyway, the story I am meaning to post is in regard to an occasion where we were at Noel's House

nyThe first day we got Shemp was quite the memorable moment. We found an ad in the Oakland Press about puppies for only 35$. This was just after we lost Whiskey so I didn't think it'd be such an easy transistion. Anyway, we pull up to this house in Pontiac right by Northern High School. I now believe that the house was some sort of opium den or possibly(to avoid any sterotype) a crack house. This might explain many of our dog's actions. In the house there were many puppies but only two that were running around and playing with each other. We got lucky and picked Shemp. On the way home in the future Tijuana Taxi, Shemp pooped. It was love at first sight for the Stalker family. That night Noel and I both wanted to sleep with Shemp. So what ended up happening was the last time Noel and I shared a bed together and the last time Shemp slept with anyone else besides my parents. Shemp still remains a good dog and poops in more places than the car.