Brian Ca. born, Southern by Choice

I want to hear what noises he makes when someone pokes him with a fork.

My favorite memory of Brian was when we went camping at Henry Cowell Park last year. He left at night to go and find the ranger station to get more fire wood. Well after being gone for about 10 minutes he showed up back at camp without the wood because it was so dark he couldn’t see where he was going, so he ended up walking in a big circle. So we ventured out together and I helped find (probably something to do with me being a woman) the rangers station. We had so much fun trying to figure out where we were…laughing so hard…running into picnic tables…taking wrong roads…and then finally seeing the light to the station!
That camping trip was definately something to be remembered! That was probably one of the best weekends I had last year.
Thanks Brian for the wonderful memories!!

So, one night my wife and SH and I are drinking. Next thing I know – they are running down my street, buck ass naked. So like any normal male, I grab a camera to save the moment. They find out, and do ya think they were pissed? Yes they were… they were mad that I missed the picture, so they did it again for me!
Ya gotta admire a woman like that…