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About Me

If it weren't for sharp things and dirt I would be barefoot all the time. I have this thing where I cannot turn down something that is free, regardless of if I have use for it. I sometimes tend to make bad decisions. I like to act fake mad to mess with people but if I'm actually mad, I just get quiet. I look like I'm in high school, but I'll appreciate it when I'm 40, so I'm told. I love God but sometimes I'm an idiot and I want approval from other people, not Him. Did I mention that I tend to make bad decisions? :) I either watch a TV show every week or not at all. I am a sucker for containers. I cannot throw away boxes. I eat my steak medium or medium rare.

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RadioShack
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Shoaf
To Write Love On Her Arms
The Office
Jon Russelburg
Hailey

Earnhardt Hunt 2007

This is a little late, but absolutely had to be chronicled.

A week or two ago, I went to Holiday World with the family for my step-dad's company picnic. Kimble (the company) apparently rented the whole park out for our enjoyment. Tons of people, considering it was just one company.

Anyway, while the rides and the water park and the free food were all fantastic, the best part of day had to be the game Michael and I came up with to keep ourselves occupied. I noticed that a large portion of the population was wearing some sort of Earnhardt gear. Some were supporting Junior with their #8 attire. Others were obviously honoring the legacy of the Intimidator with their #3 gear (rest in peace). We decided to keep count of how many we saw, much like with our mullet hunts over the years.

I pulled out my camera and talked my brothers into going to pose with these various heroes.
This gem was the first picture taken. Notice the amazing Earnhardt Jr. jersey with signature #8 on the back. Perfect.













I was really surprised by how close we could get to some of these people without them noticing. Easton was pretty excited about getting in there with this guy in the picture on the right.
This center one was a little bit further away so you have too look really close. Then gentleman with the yellow sleeveless shirt was proudly wearing an Earnhardt Sr. hat.

Overall it was a success. We managed to spot around 20 or so combined sightings for #3 and #8.

While Michael and I were eating some absolutely fantastic ice cream though, my mom came through in a pinch. She was quick to pull out her camera and snag a shot of yet another good supporter.

Thanks Mom.

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