I just remembered taking a roadtrip from DC to St. Pete with Isosolos; it was about 17+ hours and neither of us napped for a SECOND. Best roadtrip of my life, capped by us singing "Beverly Hills" at the top of our lungs, twice. And we made a game of passing cars and not being passed, and we never got ticketed. I love you, Lois.
Doug in Shanghai, playing 2k7 and inventing small ball, "Oh shit! Small ball, how do we do it? Don't **** me like that..." I think there was one point where i really thought my bro had problems, at the curry place, conversing with us like he was reading jokes from a Seinfeld script. He's ok now, and I am determined to make him stay in Shanghai!
Probably the gayest moment in my life, but also a beautiful one...so it has to involve da baby Spencer right? We were hiiigh on life and walking around Dupont circle. It was semi surreal already so I asked him if he could sing John Legend. Now, John Legend is one of my favorite voices in music, and when I'm driving or by myself sometimes I try and sing his songs. It's hard for me. When Spencer broke out "Save Room for my Love" I thought I was walking next to John Legend. I don't think it was the high. It was clear, and husky, and beautiful. If we held hands, we would have been gayer than any couple in Dupont. That's cool man, that's Spence. A lot of talent, untapped potential, and the desire for knowledge.
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