Stealing ideas was hot in 2006. It’s pretty much a universal thing to do a yearly recap, so it’s not at all stealing to write my own. Since this was supposed to be written before 2007, I have to steal something, so I’m taking the exact title Dan used in his post. But before I begin my own trip through 2006, there’s one moment Dan overlooked. Dan’s probably busy at work, so I’ll make this addition to his favorite times in first person as him. It’d go something like this:
December. Christmas Eve. Cascade Mall (My favorite). I was in the hunt for a children’s NBA jersey for my Godson TJ after failing to find a Wii (It was great last year when all the uncles were yelling “Xbox 360!” and unleashing crazed laughs as he unwrapped a big box. Even I started to get excited but then I realized that was the gift I gave him and that it was a used Gamecube). Walk into Foot Locker and Usher’s “Burn” video is playing. On over ten screens!
I don’t think I’d be able to go through each month, so I’ll try something akin to the 2004 entry. Nas called me up the other day and said he still can’t believe he only got runner-up that year. Sorry Esco, competition is stiff here.
Changes. Moved off campus into an apartment with Dan. There’s plenty to say about this, but I’d like to keep focused. Living off campus means I usually take two trips on the bus on school days. One to campus and back home. The rest of the day is spent in class, at work, or in one of the libraries. The point I’m trying to make is that, on occasion, I have to take number twos around here. There are a few restrooms around campus that are fairly private at certain times of the day. I’ve got sort of a mental map with times and locations cross-referenced.
Let me tell you, though, I’m not the only one. Other people know where these hot spots are. And it’s awesome when someone’s in there already, because I have to fake like I only need to pee. Even better is that the person in the stall tightens up like it’s Mission Impossible and pretends they’re not there, even though their shoes are visible or their bag is on the floor
Back to the bus-riding. It sucks when everyone on the packed bus is rained out and it smells lightly of wet dog. It’s a little better if I’m able to get a seat. If a girl’s standing nearby do I give up the seat? Of course. But middle school’s the limit. If you can do Algebra, you’re gonna be standing. You better be younger than 10 or older than 79 if you’re expecting to take my seat. Just kidding, I don’t give my seat up to anyone. A few weeks ago, this lady sat next to me wearing one of those sars masks. Not cool.
[I sort of lied. I’ll write an actual 2006 thing soon. I got sidetracked]