Tailgating is the best part of Morehouse’s homecoming….better than a free Cash Money and Ruff Ryders (or Eve) concert….better than getting VIP for every event….better than being a dresser for the fashion show (okay maybe not that good)….

I arrived to our tent

Whose tent?….oh just some friends of mine (pictured above: too chaotic to name)
….and popped open the first of about 8 beers….I got fussed out by my friend Tiffany for having short conversations with her on AOL instant messenger

Pictured above l to r: Elan, Me, and Tiffany

I then went into drunken cell phone call overload….

I ran into some of my mom’s friends with a beer bottle in each hand….I harrassed every beautiful woman I know by making them take pictures here are some of the highlights….

I hooked up with my little sisters and got a great family photo….

Che, 18, is on the far left, Nina 20 is in the middle, big brother on the right)

I drank 8 cups of Omega Oil….spilled a ninth cup on Jimmy D….took a couple pictures of Kesha Knight-Pulliam….

Snuck into the game

(Mahogany-N-Motion doing their thing)
and the step show (I don’t pay for anything at Morehouse….and why should I?)…..caught a ride home with the homie Phil from D.C….

Made a slide show of my pictures for Mom, Dad, and Nina….and went to sleep….

Next morning I eat a hearty breakfast, show Che the pictures, and say my goodbyes….ran into the homie Chealon at the gas station….and I’m on the road back to Nashville, TN….

The Good Life….how good it is….