Not all to long ago there was a birthday boy [Robeson] of whom I did not get to post a pic. He was rather GQ-esque that night at the ol' Grilled Teriyaki, so I figured I would just put a blurb about him up since I did not get to before.
Also, I have been informed that Mike is NOT an alcoholic as previously thought. This mysterious turn of events occured yesterday when someone who looks like Mike [but may in fact not be] informed me that Mike definatley is not a drunkard. Sitting at Panera doing radiology-type things this blond Mike-a-like was very convincing in his scheme to debate that Mike was infact a solid, upstanding student of the USC School of Medicine. I was one to go along with this story until later, this gumshoe came upon some evidence supporting the couter-argument that indeed Mike is a Perpetually Plastered Perfect Product of Partying; a P5 if you will. This P5 [mind you not P4, nor P6, but P5... a distinct designation indeed] is shown enjoying what he loves most... the drinky-drinky leading to his alterity.
WIth that said, I shall try to find more important things to do than pick on Mike on my blog... perhaps some actual studying might do [which does tend to be overrated BTW].
-G
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