our man Byrd...

Let us explore some of the local color of our unique band of misfits, malcontents, over-achievers and hooligans. Shall we start with Senior Brian Byrd? Aka: Vivian

Here here is, "our man Byrd." A rare specie if there ever was one. Kind and gentle, possibly even a little of a pacifist...or possibly just medicated. I call this photo, "contemplation of air." It could also be called, "whoa, dude..."

Here is our man Byrd "trying to figure out why we had so many mixers at a party with a keg...?"

Because some people drink them straight? NEVER...must have been an acquisition mistake. SEND THEM BACK!!!!

Where are those darned Cheetos I ordered?



And in case you need to see what is happening here, let's just say we call this photo, "excuse me, did you just fart?...oh, I'm sorry."


Sometimes you can tell a book by the cover.

We love you Byrd...without you, life would not be the same. In fact, it would be a LOT different.