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* Best improv memory?

* Best meal ever?

* Worst road trip?

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* It's a tie: Either the most perfect scene I had ever (Subtitles with Shawn Telford, Walter Warren and ?? - We managed to completely nail random event/actions (while 'fishing' with our partners in front) that all made sense and it was beautiful) or the my quiet scene I had with Brett when I came to GUTS on a whim one night my last semester at the U. It was quiet and simple and it was Brett and I as ourselves sort of and that scene has simply stuck with me.

* I believe that would be the one Jaymers (slownewsday) bought for me when I was in San Louis for my birthday. Fresh caught crab (Snow, Dungeness and Rock) cooked up with potatoes, corn and sausage plus a carafe of wine. Although the birthday of 2001 ranks up there as well at the Swiss with the entire Seattle/Tacoma crew.

* To Portland with Sara the first summer I knew her (summer of 95). My van (The infamous Sapphire bus of Pure Love) broke down in Troutdale (the clutch cable had stretched and if the motor was running you couldn't put it into gear). Apparently there was this big swim meet and every hotel room in town was booked except the one which was $100 and was then already booked the next night. We limped to a mechanic the next day who told us nothing was wrong so we drove into town went to Powell's and it acted up all over again. We made it back to the Dalles got another hotel and then high tailed it back to Spo-Vegas the next day.