When I was at my parents' over the holidays, we spent one evening going through boxes of pictures, and this is just one of the gems I found. Yes, this is me in 1992 at 15 years old. Note the huge hair and glasses, the color block shirt, and the stirrup pants. If you're observant, you'll notice that I'm reading
It by Stephen King. During my junior high and early high school years, I was obsessed with him, and I was clearly very irritated that someone had interrupted my reading to take this picture. Go ahead...have some fun at my expense!
Thanks to Eric's cousin, Zach, we were introduced to the joys of Guitar Hero while visiting our family over the holidays. When I first heard about the game, I thought, "That sounds really stupid." Well, it is stupid, but it's also a lot of fun. Eric and I saved some of our Christmas money so that we too could be the proud owners of Guitar Hero (although we only have Guitar Hero II, and we have a generic guitar). On Sunday, our first day of ownership, I played so much that I had to put Icy Hot on my wrists before going to bed. That's embarrassing. And, here's what real guitar players think about people who play Guitar Hero:
