A Tribute to My Roommate, Bryan
Christopher Bryan Tidwell is a man I've known for a very long time. I grew up with him in an incredibly small town and now we live together in an incredibly small room. Despite the differences we sometimes have between each other (like when we tease each other and it gets out of hand, when we wants to jam with each other on guitar and we can't decide what to play, or just the fact that he's bigger than me and I don't want to make him too mad) we do get along pretty well. Um... yeah... did that make sense?... oh well...Technically, Bryan's name is Chris. Why does he go by Bryan? That is a question that just about everyone he ever meets asks. Well, the answer is simple: his dad's name is Chris and I guess it was just easier to go by Bryan... who knew?
I think that one of Bryan's favorite phrases is one that can only be described as... well... I don't know. "Your Mom!" is something that is a frequent part of his vocabulary and thanks to him, I say it a lot too. Sheesh!
Hmmm... what else can I say about Bryan?...
One of the funniest things that Bryan does, I think, is when he says he's going to clean his room (which, I'm sorry Bryan, is a disaster area) and instead he only cleans his desk off and leaves the rest of his room a mess so that he can declare that he'll clean it later. So later, he says he's going to clean his room and, yet again, only cleans his desk off! I love it! Then there's the fact that he always loses his keys and the longest time they've been lost is more than a month! Whoa! That's a seventy dollar fine if he needs it replaced. That's a lot of money for a stinkin' key...
Just a little side note: wouldn't it be funny if instead of going by Bryan, he went by Topher... you know... Christopher... Topher...
Christopher Bryan Tidwell is an awesome roommate. So, I would like to dedicate this page of my website to him!
You are awesome! Woo hoo!!