I graduated with Levi and J. Dyba and I can't remember anything about our graduation ceremony, either. Might have been better if I had been drunk. Or if there had been starting lineups and six people wheeling out the valedectorian (the salutatorian, of course, would be sitting awkwardly with the family of the valedectorian).
AND NOW ... YOUR VALEDECTORIAN ... A FOUR-POINT-OH STUDENT ... NUMBER ONE ... SMARTY MCSMARTERSON!!!
And just so you know, I really (rilly rilly) don't care. Be thankful that my 5,000th post isn't a Haiku.
[This message has been edited by Brian A. Reed (1/23/2010)]