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Goodbyes
This week is when most grads move on to greener pastures. Some first years off to internships and practicums, seconds years off to the real world and responsibility, and then some of us will just be bums all summer. So this week we have been hanging out a lot and I figured it was a good time to invite everyone to the house. So we had a BBQ at my apart last night. Good times!
Slocum brought the meat, everyone brought ice (I was worried about ice... and then we had too much), Heather made an awesome dip for fresh strawberries, Carrie made the beans, the Traila girls (minus Dre, we missed you!) made a potato salad, a few people brought pop and other assorted beverages, and we combined our condiments together and had enough for everyone.
The strawberries... I forgot about Atkins and ate one... or two... Oops. | 
The guys threw the frisbee a few times in the pug farm... lucky the dogs were locked up and Landis jumped the fence. |
Adrian manned the grille while I defrosted our ten tons of frozen hamburger. | 
I was in Atkins heaven... 10 dogs and four burgers. |
We hungout and ate outside... lots of Central girls. | 
I decided we should use an ice cream scooper for the beans... it was cool. |
We were low on seating, so I busted out Hermen's desk chair... Everyone had races or was pulled by a car... | 
Shawna said if I put a picture of her on the blog she would comment... well... there it is. She left early to watch American Idol. Addict. |
After the BBQ some of us headed to Holland to the New Holland Brewery to celebrate Miguel "Oso Negro" Ortiz's birthday. Not sure how old he is anymore but we had a good time. I don't see him much anymore, been really busy. I plan to get out there soon and hangout with him and his little baby girl soon.
Oso has always been a funny character. This is a pic from a party a while back. We have had some good times hanging out together. Happy Birthday Bro, have a great day. So how old are you...
Thanks to the grads who swung by the house. Good luck to everyone on your future endeavors. To those being bums this summer... me to. Lots of car work and pondering the meaning of life.
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