He is not terribly fond of mornings, at least, not of my idea of morning. His idea of morning is about 1:30 pm. Of course, my idea of bedtime is 10 pm, while his is 4 am... He is also not what I would call the most tidy person in the world. This was his dorm room during the summer of 1993.
He has his thoughtful moments. Actually, I think he was trying to decide
which kind of grass tasted better.
I bet he doesn't know I have this picture...
Steve's dark side.