Only a handful of my homies will understand why I’m posting this, but it’s totally worth it if only one of you trips across this:
Moscow peeps, shout out and leave a comment on this. Dark Uncle got me another good one with that huge can of pork & beans. I’m going to need your help…
20 March 2007 at 5:43 pm
12 long months of pork and beanies in my garage waiting for that proper moment. Every trip too and fro in my car was tainted with that rusting can of beanies mocking my effort.
The plan leveraged a mix of obscure comics, a carefully wrapped gift (so neat that there is no way my hand could have been involved) a forged card stating adorations from his English 216 class and my best smile to get access to his locked office.
‘The harder the conflict, the more glorious the triumph. What we obtain too cheaply, we esteem too lightly; ‘Tis dearness only that gives everything its value. ‘
22 March 2007 at 9:54 pm
I remember something about pork and beans in the backseat of a car…. wrapped up with birthday wrap…
Who has it now?
23 March 2007 at 1:26 pm
I do, Kyle. Since then, it’s been to Illinois, Boise, and now Portland. Last year James and I hooked up for lunch and he got it as a housewarming present.
So hey, I dig your blog. Hope you are doing well.
24 March 2007 at 10:53 am
I was thinking you could go over to his house for dinner and leave it in his bathtub. He might wonder why your tummy is so big going into the bathroom and so narrow coming back out, however.
Good to know in the event of an asteroid strike we can show up at your house avec can opener and dig in, however.