Lest we Forget...

November 11th, 2006 - Rememberence Day

In looking at the many pictures around our house, I realized that a year ago around this time was that infamous night of rowdy Caving I remember so well (considering). I discovered this when I realized I was wearing a poppy -- a puzzle pieced together so skillfully it could have been an episode of CSI.

Here are the four pictures that survived that night in vague chronological order (yes, Nelson was on the floor BEFORE we got to the Cave). Pamela Tung, photographer, took these pictures presumably as black-mail material, but has yet to collect on them. Makes me wonder what she's holding out for...



In their day they were reckless, they were loud, they were patriots. But above all things they were drunk. There were incidents of running over cars, garbage can abuse, not to mention using garbage cans to abuse cars (ones that were already wrecked like ourselves, mind you!) But sure enough, one day there will be a Borden House Games, and those games will include Garbage Can Hurling, and the potentially less destructive (though better ranged) VCR Hurling.



In any case, I just thought these pictures needed to be on this blog. They're classics. Thank you for tuning into this very special Rememberence Day post. Goodnight, and goodday.

Now for a Rap

Ain't payin' rent till we get our old cheques,
Still don't have a stove 'cuz the landlord forgets,
It's rainin' in the attic, but in all respects,
We some badass muthafuckas who want yo' mutha fo' sex!

Word...