so i was cleaning up around the house this weekend, and i found a treasure: a letter from my super-cool friend andreas ... from 1988! oh yeah. we were both 16 at the time. i wonder how differently those old friendships would have developed if we had all had email back then? who knows. anyhoo, we first met andreas at camp (where he had a more 'interesting' haircut, as, admittedly, did i), then i ran into him just a year or so ago in norman. (by this time, we both had respectable hair) but here's the humurous thing, andreas is greek (duh), and i ran into him at international pantry. he was buying ... that's right, greek olives. i had to make fun of him for that.

anyhoo, here are some images from that fabulous letter from so long ago. what's with that return address? apparently, i had talked him into reading it by stephen king. come on, people, it was 1988. give me a break. but that signature line is bit freaky, no? considering my present ... circumtances ...