Editor Note: This is a happy post! My hate has gone missing. If you have seen it please call the Oklahoma Highway Patrol.

Well.. I couldn’t think of anything to write about today so I decided to try to arrange some the crap I have laying around the new house (I say new, I have lived here since June!).

So I am digging through the treasure trove of boxes from Mom’s garage and I found a gold mine! My 5th and 6th grade yearbooks! Reading back over want people wrote was hilarious but the moment was fleeting. One can only read so many “TTL! BFF!” and “Stay Cool this Summer!” or “You are cute and sweet!”

My First LoveI did find a picture that brought back some memories! My first love! My first Kiss! My first pair of… um… roller skates for couple-skate! I don’t know what happened to her, but if you know, please let me know! You will always hold special place in your heart for your first love! You can tell that I REALLY loved her from the heart drawn around her picture. Back then that meant practically married (I hope I don’t have to pay back alimony)! We “went steady” for about 2 years off and on and her yearbook signing stated “I love you, come hang out this summer and going swimming sometime (anytime!)”. Ahhh.. young love. ::::tear::::

Fun at Lake TexhomaAs I dug further through the boxes I found another picture from my youth. I did a stint as a Electronics Liquidator. I would bid on equipment from companies upgrading or going under and then sell off the parts for more money. My buddy Frank and I stumbledupon a once in a lifetime deal where we had already had buyers for the stuff before making a bid on it and we were going to make a $28,900 profit. So what does a 21 year old do with the $14,000? Buys a boat of course! It was a well worth it. Not gonna lie. This is a pic of me (in the Adidas hat), my unbelievably drunk friend, and um.. er.. um.. Damn it. I can’t remember her name. I was drunk a lot that summer. I can describe the tattoo she had in a NSFW spot though so that makes it OK!

My Family in 1981!  Rockstars!

No.. this is not the Partridge Family. It is mine! I am that sexy 3 foot beast of manliness on the left. And no, my oldest brother was NOT in Warrant. We look so happy there. It is amazing we are all still alive. My sister next to me and my brother on the far right are actually my step-siblings. I don’t see them that way but they are. My mother married my step dad when I was 3 so they are all I have ever known. Looking at this picture makes me think about something my mother said to my late stepfather once. They made a deal when they got married that they would each discipline their own children. He was very strict and my mom is very laid back. After we had all grown up they were sitting on the back porch talking. She calmly looked at him and said, “You know, You raised your kids strict, and me laid back but you know what?” “What’s that,” he replied. “They are all equally fucked up.” Love you too mom!

Well there you have it. My day of treasure hunting. And the thing is I never did get the crap put up. Oh well, there is always tomorrow.

Love to Hate, Cory