Dumps Like a What?

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Look--it was Deron and someone! ;)
Deron flew in this past weekend for someone's graduation (congrats again). Although we failed to get any gown-shots (feel free, Ms someone, to pass them along if you'd like), we did have a great time Saturday.


Jesse

Jesse almost always has funny tales about life as a reporter in Bonner Springs, KS. Recently, in fact, he was approached by a (supposedly) up and coming musician/celebrity in Bonner Springs:

Hushmouth. Now you may not be able to tell, but we were told that his gold teeth actually spell out his name (or maybe just the 'hush' part?) . . . fabulous.

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Someone, Deron, Nathan, and Mimi


Nathan, with Deron, um, on the side


Mimi, looking quite nice in my jacket

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Towards the end of the evening; Jesse, myself, someone, and Deron

And what goes on at such a festive gathering? We talked about the merits (and demerits) of small town journalism; we talked about the Times Book Review's story on the Best American Novel of the last 25 years; we tried to stop Deron from liking Temple of Doom; and, of course, we discussed the Thong Song.

If you'd like to hear a sample of the scintillating conversation from Saturday night, take a listen:

For those more interested than they should be, you can read a definition of 'dumps like a truck' at urbandictionary.com. Turns out the Thong Song was released in February 2000 (wikipedia entry here). I have no idea who the young lady with the 'explanation' was, but it sure seemed entertaining at the time. If you think you want to hear Sisqo sing it (am I really about to do this?) click here.

Oh, and if my faced looked unusually hairless, why that's because I shaved; and don't worry, Emily documented the event.