..and this one time, at band camp…

I’ll admit it, I’m a field band nerd. :) Of course, it’s been 10 years since my last field band event. (No, I won’t make you do complicated math, I graduated high school 10 years ago in June, and I was 17, so that would make me…26. For the next 5 weeks.) Last night I went to my brother’s last field band championship – he’s a senior this year, and he’s lead snare – at the Dome in Syracuse. They had just moved up a class from the one they won two years in a row. They didn’t win (ok, they took last place) but they looked and sounded great! (Can you tell I’m proud of him?) I took a whole roll of film, which will hopefully come out since I haven’t used film in about 2 years… I also picked up a tote bag with a french horn on it. Yay! Now I can carry my band music in style. I did need the new bag, really, honest and true! My band folder was too big to fit in my normal music tote, or really in any of the tote bags I have. Honest. It has nothing to do with my bag addiction.

4 thoughts on “..and this one time, at band camp…

  • October 29, 2002 at 7:20 pm
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    If they ever do it again you could hell “honey grab the shotgun!” loud enough for them to hear. Maybe they’ll decide your house isn’t the best one to go to when they are pulling pranks. ;)

  • March 22, 2003 at 10:12 pm
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    hahaha your brothers in band you can so so tell he has no friends man band is for fuckin loser i guess your whole family are loser

  • April 11, 2003 at 2:35 pm
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    go get a life kassi. bet you have nothing better to do with YOUR fucking life.

  • April 11, 2003 at 2:35 pm
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    go get a life kassi. bet you have nothing better to do with YOUR fucking life.

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