Oh, as for the whereabouts of my "posse" when that 60-year-old lady was getting ready to throw down on me? Eating! Yeah. They were all stuffing their faces with bad Chinese in the mall food court while grandma was gettin' ugly on me!
Then: Came to Bakersfield in 1991 for a job and swore I'd be gone in six months, a year tops.
Now: Approaching middle age (45 is the new 35, right??), house, career.
Here's to "living large" in Bako. Ha!
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