Friday, August 8, 2008

I'm On The Road: Time to Give Back

Howdy everyone,

I'm on the road again, so I haven't had time to write up the last few days. Now it's your turn to give back to my stalker community. Fill up that little comment box below with your favorite Chad story. Pretty much, use it as a repository for warning the FGOCs what they are getting into.

Please try to avoid saying how awesome I am - I figure there will be at least 3 or 4 more weddings where I can be toasted, so just save it for those. And have a little decency. I know plenty of stories exist, so write away...

-Chad

8 comments:

Anonymous said...

remember that time at my wedding when --- oh wait you overslept that's right... :P

now it's (freaking finally) our turn to head out to AZ. about bloody time. but our adventures won't be nearly as fun...or stinky...as yours!

so in case you make it home and end your adventure while we're out doing ours, thanks for blogging about your car, odors, travelmates, fanboy moments, and about humping bears.

katherine

Mom said...

Are you kidding me? I have the opportunity to publicize, right here in front of everyone, my FAVORITE CHAD STORIES?!!!!!!!

Are you sure?!!!!

1. Back in kindergarten, there was a Variety Show at the Cornville Elementary School in which your class, Mrs. Wing's class, performed the song "Oh Lord It's Hard to Be Humble". (Who knew it would be the precursor to Karaoke?)Anyway, the cutest kid up there - Chad Holmes, of course - must have got a funny feeling somewhere and couldn't leave it alone as he performed .....

2. Once when you were little and still in a crib and diapers, I came in to get you in the morning and there you were sitting, eating out of your diaper .....

3. When we were living on Hilton Hill, and you were in Junior High, you were really playing hard to get with the girls. It was one hot day when you and Jon, Brett and Scotty were all in watching some sporting event on TV, and this poor little blond girl walked that seriously big 1 1/2 mile hill to come up and see you. I was outside and here comes the girl dragging herself up over the hill and says, out of breath, "Does Chad Holmes live here?" She proceeded into the house and of course, your brothers hightailed it out of the living room - all with shit-eating-grins on their faces - just to leave you two alone. It wasnt' 5 minutes and the girl comes out of the house. I said "Did you find Chad?" and she said "yes see you later". And started walking home. You heartbreaker.

4. Oh, I could go on but I won't because I don't want everyone to think that all we do is bash each other when we get together - oh yeah , that's right - that is pretty much what we do. BUT, I should share how I had to travel all over Maine to try and find a pair of Shaq's for you one summer - did you ever pump those things up?

5. BUT, one of the proudest memoires that I have of you (and there are many and I mean that) was when at one of your basketball banquest, your coach got up and gave a very moving speech about the hardest worker that he had ever met. He cried while relating the story and so did everyone else because it was perfect in describing you - one of a kind. Drive carefully on this last leg of a great experience in your life. Love mom

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Anonymous said...

Chad, remember the time when Scotty or Brett (I cant remember which) thought it would be funny to punch you in the groin just before Thanksgiving dinner right in front of my 70+ year old parents? Well, my mom still cant get over the shock of seeing that and is hoping for great grandchildren some day so hopefully you were not hurt too bad.

What about the time you won the 50-50 raffle at the high school football game and then bought the "Town of Skowhegan" drinks that night?

What about the time we were at a Phillies/Sox game and that police officers girlfriend in front of us decided to "moon" the crowd of Philly fans...I know we were both disgusted :)

And lets not forget the "courtesy beep"

Anonymous said...

Remember the time, who was the gayest kid ever, ate too much turkey for dinner (shocker, a Holmes over eating) and went on to say "Turkey Lurkey hurt my Burkey" as he was rubbing his stomach. I think he was like 14 too. So after days of making fun of him I think I kicked his to make sure he never said an embarrassing statement ever again.

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Anonymous said...

Chad-

Next time Carol offers you the use of the laundry, take her up on it. I can't imagine how you got into Mile High Stadium.

Good thing that wasn't at the border. We might be fishing you out of Guantanamo next.

Regards,

DH

Bonnie C said...

Chad,

Bonnie Chamberlain here. Your mom gave me your address.

I don't know any Chad stories, but I think that I will make one up after seeing that back seat! Egad.

And what are you doing up at 6?

Bonnie C