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Life in Selma, AL

Friday, March 20th, 2009

We are officially in Selma.

Here is a picture of where we are living (Alan and Mareike’s house).

Life in Selma is different and awesome……

I went to the courthouse last week to apply for a permit to carry a handgun (weird, I know). Yesterday I stopped by to sign the paperwork and finalize the process. Easy enough right? Well, it turns out a man in Collier County Florida used my social and birth date when he was arrested and convicted of something. So this man is a convicted felon and has an active nationwide felony warrant for his arrest and extradition to Florida. So, I was supposed to be arrested the moment I entered the Sheriff’s Office. After arresting me they would call Florida and begin the extradition process that could take up to 10 days while I sat in the Dallas County Jail. Sounds like a bad/good joke right? It wasn’t and they were pretty serious about it. Obviously, I didn’t get arrested. They ended up calling the Florida Sheriff’s Office and they said it was a mistake. Done……

Did I mention we bought a house today?

What a weird day…and it’s only 12:00.

8 Things I Learned from my Mustache

Saturday, December 20th, 2008

I don’t want to show you this picture.  I really don’t.  Alan, my brother, is holding me to my promise to post pictures.  I learned some new things from having this stash.

  1. Don’t have a mustache.
  2. Don’t go to work with a mustache.
  3. A blue jean jacket with a mustache makes me feel like I’m from Mexico.  Not sure why.
  4. Heather loves mustaches. Except that she doesn’t.
  5. Don’t blog about your mustache.
  6. Liquids get caught in your mustache. You have to wipe off your upper lip after every sip from a glass.  Bottle please…..
  7. My stash makes me look like a fugitive.
  8. Everyone should have a mustache.

Ever had a mustache?  I look good right?