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throwback thursday: triceratops

oh yeah. its throwback day. here is my 10th birthday. i'm rockin' the football cake and the sweet triceratops shirt. the friend on the right is brandon cowell. the friend on the left is jofie ferrari-adler. i'm not lying.

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Paula said…
Hey Greg~
The picture is great, but, the friends name.....that takes the cake.
Erin said…
greg,
i can't believe i'm seeing you in that t shirt from yesteryear. my sister and i both had a red sweatshirt with that logo on it!
crazy.
Hey, watch it, Paula -- the friend's name isn't his fault.

Great to see this picture, Greg. I hope you are well and it looks like you are.

Now we will see if Brandon Cowell has a Google Alert set to his name, wherever he is.
greg. said…
jofie - don't know if you'll come back and read this or not, but i just want to say how really amazing it is to "connect" with you in this way. i never would have imagined that i would grow up to be a pastor and that i would have a blog (what the heck is that?) and post a picture of me in a dinosaur shirt and that you, who i haven't seen in 20 years, would comment on it. crazy.
Brandon said…
One word: Studly. I don't think three better looking guys have ever been photographed together. Especially the one on the right with the bowl cut (I swear my mom hated me).

Seriously though, it's crazy to come across something like this while narcissistically searching Google! I'm glad to see you're doing well. I'm a high school English teacher, living in Pittsburgh, and I just celebrated my four year wedding anniversary. Things are good. Again, great picture. Brings back some old memories.

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