Thanksgiving, 1990

Happy Thanksgiving. I can't remember who won, but I was rooting for Georgia Tech as always. Ironically, maybe, I ended up going to UGA. Unironically, I did not give a damn about football while there. This opinion was re-enforced by watching people vomit in the streets at 2pm on a Saturday afternoon. Nein danke. I'll keep my vomiting indoors and after sunset.*

*Bonus fun-fact: Despite the insinuation, I have not vomited since I was 10-years-old (almost 20 years).

All about me

These things were in my ticket collection for some reason. The back of the soccer "trading card" says I was #21 on the Lean Green Soccer Machine in 1991, played Right Forward (really? I remember being short, chubby and on defense for most of my soccer playing days?), was 10 years old, 4 ft 8, and 85 lbs.

I have no idea what the stain on the lunch card is...

Importance of Seeing Ernest

The only thing I can make out on this ticket is "Ernest." I think, it being a Cineplex Odeon stub, that it is either from Lenox Mall or from the theatre that was in CNN Center. I'm guessing it's either Ernest Scared Stupid or Ernest Goes to Jail.