I Might Be Am White Trash.

Back in the fall of 2005, I posted a favorite series of mine entitled I Might Be White Trash (IMBWT); I took it down, because it contained too many photos of me (see 2006 Blogging Crisis). But I loved it, I miss it. I'd like to post it here for just a few days for you all to enjoy a second (or first!) time. This opportunity to mock/rub one out will only last for a short while, so please take advantage!

IMBWT I

Pass the Pipe Around!

Circa 1988

Ahhh yes ... a proud moment. SG tokes up before the formal. Check out the big hair. And what's with the paw on my shoulder? (The identity of my date is masked because I fucked him and don't remember his name he is now the CEO of a major corporation [click photo to reveal].)

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IMBWT II

Possums for pets.

circa 1990

The mother opossum was struck by a car; I was student teaching, and my supervising teacher rescued the babies that had been riding on her back. There were 6 total. We bottle-raised them on kitten formula. I used to walk around the dorm with 3 hanging from each finger, by their tails. They smelled. My sister (roommate) loved that. Almost as much as when I kept my boyfriend's rifle hidden under my bed for him.

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IMBWT III

Bunnies

Circa 1987

My friend Emme (3rd from left) was babysitting her roommate's 2 rabbits for the summer. SG, her sister, and her friends thought it was sooooo funny to put the 2 bunnies together and watch them go at it. At the end of the summer, Emme returned 17 rabbits to her roommate. What we learned: Bunnies always do what bunnies do best, when given the slightest opportunity!

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IMBWT IV

Celebrating in Style

circa 2005

I tied two beautiful balloons to my hoopty and drove it all over town.

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IMBWT V

Dinner is Served

circa 1984

Only a true back-woods gal like 15-year-old Spinning Girl could catch, clean, & cook a carp ... all while rockin' this lovely tube top unitard!

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IMBWT VI

Ready to Party Hearty

circa 1987

18-year-old SG thinks she's going out to party at the bar known as Ted's on the UConn campus. Ted's serves draft beer in plastic cups, lays plastic tarps on its floors on weekends, and checks ID's rigorously. She hopes she impresses the bouncer with this big hair and drinking-age-ish eyeliner (she does indeed, and stays 'til last call, winning 3 games of darts and losing her shoes somewhere). All that's missing is a tube top!

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IMBWT VII

Tire Fire

circa 1986

When SG and her college dorm-pals went camping, they sometimes didn't have wood to burn, or the wood was too wet. Solution?: Burn old tires! Yes. Do you think there may have been any carcinogens in that smoke?

SG and her friend smile, oblivious that the insides of their lungs are coated with the same burnt-rubber soot that coats their skin. Smart move! (The identity of my friend is masked because I fucked her and I don't remember her name she is still my friend, and I don't know if she'd like her picture up on the web. Especially after we fooled around.)

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IMBWT VIII

Lock & Load!

circa 1989

Instead of fixing the mass spectrophotometer and getting to work analyzing samples, SG and her professor spent hours at the gun club, where he taught her how to fire several different types of revolvers, a shotgun, and a few semi-automatic pistols. Why, you ask? Because that is what you do in a chemistry independent study!!! Our targets were person-shaped bullseyes of paper; unfortunately, none of them remained in pieces larger than a square centimeter, so no photos available.