this weekend among the festivities, i saw a man wearing my dress.
not a dress like a dress that i have, but rather, a dress that used to be mine. long and black with big orange flowers and flowing split chiffon sleeves.
i told him about how it used to be mine. he told me about how he bought it for a dollar. it didn't occur to me until too late to take a picture with him.
i also rode a mechanical bull.
i stayed on for kind of a long time.
shelly [email] said at 2:16 PM 06-28-2004: i totally spazzed trying to get on the damn thing. i ran and jumped and fell twice before they brought me a milk crate to climb up, cause i was simply too short to get up there otherwise.no one timed it but one of my friends guessed that i was on for 45 seconds or so which doesn't sound so long but was lots longer than a lot of the girls held on up there. they had to speed the bull up and change directions about 5 times before they knocked me off. it wasn't a contest- it was a fundraiser for charity. so you also got to use your dominant hand to hold on. it was totally fun. i hope the picture comes out. my elbow and some other weird previously non-existant muscles are sore today.
