Bus-riding-B*&%$-Buying-Bourbon

I would like to say that, for the most part, I am a fairly understanding person. Need a helping hand? I'll do what I can. But, I will say that what I will rarely do is give money to people outside of businesses. The story that follows is a prime example of why this is a good habit to keep...

I was on my way into Long's last night when I was approached by an "interesting" woman who asked me for money to catch the bus. (Tangent: I find this new "bus fare" angle interesting... especially when there is no bus stop within four city blocks) Needless to say, I said, "Sorry, but no." Not giving the exchange much further thought, I went inside and scoured the isles for contact paper and index cards. About ten minutes later I was in the check out line when, who should pop into line behind me, but Mrs. hard-up-for-bus-fare. What was she in line for you ask? Some reading material for her long trip on Sacramento City Transit? Oh-no. She was buying a large bottle of bourbon with a wrinkled stack of ones. It is amazing to me that people's actions can still baffle me this much after 25 years.

Fun at the Ball

Four fellow Ropsheyer's looking smokin'

Ryan taking a special shot on Tina's camera

Brittaney and Ryan

Too cool for school

Ryan, Tina, Joel-C and I had a great time at the McGeorge Barrister's Ball last night in Sacramento. I would have to say that my favorite part was watching Joel-C and his fellow 3rd year hipsters do their own version of YMCA... complete with Village People costumes. Awesome.

For those of you looking for pictures of the "Ryan and Brittaney" variety... they are to come in the future--our camera had a little problem with the low lighting so we are dependent on Tina for the goods.

2005 goes out with a smack

Although this post is a little late, I would like to say that this New Year's Eve may rank as #1 out of 25. Here is why:

10. Nursing Ryan back to health after a wine-filled evening o' fun (okay, so maybe that shouldn't have made the "best of" list...)
9. Seeing Ryan's nipple on film
8. Receiving a thoughtful gift from Joel-C that was neither Pez nor a magazine dedicated to carnivorous twenty-somethings.
7. Dancing the night away with the forty and over crowd in P-town (I am a little jealous that no inebriated, sweaty men caressed my butt on the dance floor... uhhh, JK)
6. Stomping through foliage at 12:30pm to find a (non-existent) geocache. (Sorry that your introduction to the hobby had such a poor outcome, Tina. Too bad the geocache was not an empty Coors can because I found a boatload of those)
5. Wondering what Phil was doing.
4. Singing our "Ode to Josh and Toni--version 2.005
3. Eating a delicious meal prepared by none other than Heather Marie Andersen Ropsheyer-Shellen
2. Hangin' with the Ropsheyer's (seriously, could it get any better)

and... as if there as any doubt what #1 would be...

1. Saying goodbye to 2005 while listening to the soothing sounds of Sir-mix-a-lot and a little "Baby got Back" (Put that in your pipe and smoke it little Miss Ellie-White-House)