I recently attended my second White Sox game, a thrilling come from behind victory, and I made it through the entire three hour contest thanks to help from Mom, Dad, Chris Schuba and some (plastic) beer bottles. Check out my skills on the stadium seats. And thanks to the White Sox home run prowess, I also learned a new word: Fireworks.
Monday, August 18, 2008
Owen's White Sox Drum Solo
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Monday, August 11, 2008
My Third Lollapalooza
My Dad works in the music industry so we get all sorts of insane hookups for shows. So they brought me to my 3rd Lollapalooza, which is kinda suprising considering I'm only 2. How does that work exactly? During Gnarls Barkley, I found a pack of other industry kids to play with and I ripped off my shirt to impress them with my six pack. Then I tried to drink some dude's beer that was stoned on the lawn. Mom busted me which was really annoying. She's such a party pooper sometimes.
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