Ryan 'dont say I have a big forehead' Boedeker

Well Well Well -- A little bird told me you had a blog out there, so hence decided to 'feature' you in my blog.

Sentimental Times - Ryan has been my buddy since we were small tykes playing smear the queer (poor Benny). Growing up we played football and baseball together, and he always tried his luck at tennis with me too. A badass baseball player who was one of the founders of 'Britches Boyz' (too damn bad I don't have my shirt anymore - gonna have to make a new one) and the MASTER of the crowhop.



In high school Ryan took a liking to me and helped make me cool, and when Ryan, who was 'king ding-ling' in High School liked you, you were respected. Thanks for taking up for me all those times people laughed at my long socks and the #7 jersey that my mom dressed me in, and slowly but surely weening me into 'cool-dom.' I mean look at this guy, he's such a pimp - Mr. sunglasses at high school graduation (Marty, the other dude in the pic is 'swingin' too, but that's for a different post).



Then into college, where we were roomates for 3+ years, great times / great exposure and it was great being around a pretty level headed dude, except the time when, well nevermind, and also when, well nevermind!

Thanks Again For:

• Going to about 1 billion concerts with me (Tesla / Freakhouse being a
  high point -'Loud as F*ck'


• Many nights of Spades with Kevin King


• Helping me with all the grief of losing my 'first love'


• Getting kicked out of the Refreshments Gig with me


• Patting me on the back when the poosman almost knocked me the f*ck out
  on the basketball court

And the list goes on and on --

Although Ryan is now domesticated with a beautiful wife and son and another baby on
the way and I'm now wild and out of control, I enjoy hanging with him and wish
we could do it more often.

Rock on Holmes