+ hello, panda +

Finishing up my "scholarly" career at Loyola Marymount University, I came out with, count them, TWO people I actually cared to talk to. Let alone keep ties with.
One being, little miss Tara.
Because of her I basically got to live in the most amazing house in the hills of Beverly Hills. I can't tell you how many times I got laughed at when I had to give someone my address -- obviously ending in "Beverly Hills, CA 90210."
I didn't realize something like that was such a conversation starter.
Ohhh, but the looks on their faces when they found out it wasn't MY house.
HAHAHAHAH. Who got the last laugh now, huh?????

The second person I allowed into my life was, Nick Zacher.
Apparently his name is spelled Nicolaus.
You'd think after 4 years of friendship I would've stored that little nugget of information in the memory banks.
Guess not.
Nick for some reason or another nicknamed me Panda.

Now, I have had a whole mess of nicknames throughout my life.
Apple, Pineapple, Samanawater, Sammy Davis Jr., Jr. (yes, that's two jr's.), Sammy Joe, Sammy Sosa (whaddup boss lady!),Tree....
None of them really make sense.
But, Panda?
Panda stole my heart.

He sent a picture of me having some fun today.
Check it out.