Tallahasse
was my home for four years while I studied for my undergraduate degree
at Florida State University. Always
rated as one of the top ten party schools, there was plenty to do....if
you were willing to look for it. Here's a sampling of what my friends
and I liked to do to keep ourselves busy.
Listening
to G&R at Poor Paul's became an institution, actually I should say
an obssession for some. I don't think I'll ever be able to hear Sweet
Child of Mine without seeing Heather headbanging with a broom or hearing
Betsy's infamous Waaaaaaahhhhhhs.
Here are Betsy and Will
after a night at Poor Paul's. I don't know what possessed me to let
them ever play football in my apartment....but they didn't break anything,
at least not that time.
Road trips were essential
to mental health.
Betsy, Krista and I at
Pat O'Brian's in New Orleans, city of debauchery. (And for the last
time Betsy, it's not nice to call your friends retarded :)
Bets and Heather tubing
down the Ichnatuckee River.