And it is true, as he says, that we've known each other since high school, or roughly a million years. And, I wasn't going to do this, honestly, but the situation just seemed to call for it...
And this is probably not at all kosher since Gavin totally didn't give me permission to post this, and look at me going all renegade and posting unauthorized photos. Watch out folks, I'm drunk on my own coolness! (A word to the wise: never compliment me again).
So, this is Gavin and I at our junior Prom in 1997, and wow, I do not think there's a way to make two seventeen-year-olds any more uncomfortable than to make them hold this exact pose for 45 seconds to what feels like an eternity, just take the damn picture already, gah! And while Gavin pulls it off with grace and aplomb, I look like I might make a break for it if someone so much as coughs too loudly. Luckily no one did, and if memory serves me correctly we went on to pass a very pleasant night hanging out with friends and swaying to stiff-armed slow dances while maintaining a person-wide distance between us. Ahhh, high school. What I like about this picture is that while we both have better hair now, otherwise I think we pretty much look exactly the same. Aging be damned! It's just like it says on our souvenir
Thanks for joining me on this trip down high school memory lane, everyone. Now head on over to Gavin's blog and tell him that you like his beard, already. (Seriously, I don't care what your grandma says, Gavin. Beards rock!)