justin's wonderful sister is the real reason he got to be in the presence of acoustic royalty on saturday evening. the tickets were originally offered to her, and it was a difficult decision for her considering that she does rank dave matthews among the hotter musicians in the business today. he's no bono or anything, but she still thinks he's white hot nonetheless. however, she knew about her brother's critical music ear, as well as his love for all genius guitar players, so she deferred the tickets to him. all of this with a promise of a comment or two of thanks on his blog as he reported the events of the concert. justin, however, failed to properly thank his sister, and, as such, will not be allowed to use one of the twelve tickets that his dear sister won the entire family (grandparents, cousins, great aunts, and all) to attend the wheel of fortune taping on sunday at nokia live. it's a tough lesson for him to learn, but hopefully, he will forevermore remember to give proper credit where it is due and realize where he would be without his sister.
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You know what's a shame...when your own sister steals your user id and password and posts on your freak'n blog. That's grounds for blogger dismissal and merits for a slow painful revenge. You are fortunate that I allow you to even post comments on my blog. I would retaliate and post on your blog but it would be lost in all the pictureless text found on your site. On a lighter note...thanks for the tickets:)
Wait a second, I'm confused. Was not getting to go to wheel of fortune a punishment? It sounds more like you're rewarding his bad behavior.
you never knew what kind of closet wheel fan justin is? i woulda figured he would have told his bff since freshman year...guess you don't know each other all that well.
Maybe it was some sort of Gilbert thing he knew the outside world just wouldn't understand (you know, like leather vests and plaid ties) so he chose to hide it when he moved to Ruston.
your memory of their flaws (fashion, social, or whatever) cracks me up!
Oh, I think everyone remembers the vest. And the only thing that made that a "flaw" is the fact that he wore a shirt underneath it. A hunk of a man like that should always wear vests shirtless.
I still wear the leather vest around town on errands...so lay off. It compliments my purplish brown "porkchop" helmet of yesteryear.
Hey, just so long as you do it shirtless, me and you have no beef.
I LOVE the picture of Jessica! Whoever took that did a great job!
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