I thought that I would just write a little on the blog today. Rather than the usual open ended question, poll, or video as an ode to Chad. Here are a few memories I have of Chad. I remember the time that he and I lived at a condo just south and west of campus. It was a nice place and we both liked it. I remember that we both loved checking out the girls that lived up stairs. We never talked to them other than the occasional hello. In hind sight it might have been kind of creepy.
That place had many precious memories of Chad. It was at that place that he survived him 21st birthday. That was a funny story. I was being a real dick to him that night. I bought him a Double chocolate stout to chase his 21 shots with. He had all of the fratastic birthday shots that you'd expect. Some of the collection included, Poudre Valley Drop Off, Cement Mixer, 252, jager bomb, prairie fire, wild turkey, and a sweaty mexican. Well Chad much to my surprise made it to his 21 shots without puking. So he has a pair of testicles afterall. Then we got home and he wanted more to drink. So I made him a mine field. For those of you who don't know, a mine field is a collection of 6 shots 3 of which are supposed to be water and 3 are supposed to be a clear liquor of some kind. Well it was roughly 3am and I wanted to see him puke so I mixed up some shots and let him have at it. He got through the second of the 6 shots an puked for the rest of the night.
What Chad didn't know at the time was that all 6 of the shots in the mine field were gin. Not good gin, but cheap well gin.
So here's to you Chad!
Monday, August 10, 2009
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