They Called Me CF

back in '99, some of my college buddies and i spent a summer in ann arbor. we spent most weekends camping, swimming in lakes, crossing the border to windsor (go canada's drinking age!), visiting motown museums, and more. towards the end of the summer, we were headed on a small road trip to ohio to see an offspring concert. in the drive over, misty was showing off her newly-developed pictures:

misty to kevin: "hey, look! isn't that a fun picture of me and sauj?"

this picture, similar to the last one in my last blog entry, was one of those flip your camera around, stick your arm out and take a funny picture with you and your friend kind of picture. except we were doubly funny as misty and i were making these blowfish faces.

kevin: "haha. sauj, it looks like someone drew your face with a compass!"
me (being sensitive about my very round face): "um, not funny dude."
misty: "hahaha! sauj, you're compass face!"

so. why was i reminded of this not-so-entertaining story?















well, at least my granny tells me that my face...is round...and bright...like the moon. hmm, come to think of it, maybe it's time i consider a post-mba workout plan.