October 04, 2005


I took this last year on my wedding anniversary (today) in Paducah, Kentucky on the riverfront. My nickname in high school was Poopy, applied by the principle, a nice Friar. Long story, but it didn't involve any lack of control of my own body functions, more like art class. Yeah. Whenever I talk to the very very few people from high school that I ever have contact with, they still call me Poopy. I think it's funny. I dont' dye my hair red or wear my golf-green Dr. Martens anymore.


Lorianne said...

Congrats to you & the Missus on your anniversary. Does *she* call you "Poopy"?

Pragmatik said...

Thanks, Lorianne!
lol, only when she's mad:)