15 October 2002


The summer of 1991 was my first summer of college. I was working at Arby's at night.

What did I wear to class?

  • An old Marine fatigue cap left over from my brother's stint in the service.
  • A ratty old t-shirt of Sonya's - all Sonya's t-shirts were ratty and gray, because she didn't separate her clothes to wash them before we got married.
  • A cut off pair of red sweats.
  • No shoes.

"Were you intentionally going for the redneck punk look?" my coworker Mark asked.

That's just the clothes I had, dude.