Mr. University...      I don't have many pictures of myself from middle or high school unless you want to see a skinny kid in a football uniform or an awkward looking kid at prom.  So, following a subconscious desire to not revisit those times, we'll move on to the college years.   The majority of my post-secondary education was spent at the University of Wisconsin - Madison.  Although these pictures may seem to prove otherwise, I did actually attend classes there and eventually earn a degree. These are my roommates at the beginning of junior year.  The only guy not pictured is Mike Stadler, who we picked up off of waivers five months later.  From left to right is me, Alex, Brian, Tyson, Matt, and Jeff.  Back then we were so thin and young...and thin.  You'll see more from them later. This is us three years later.  Mike is the little guy next to me.  He's so cute and small, like a kid brother.  I look gigantic in this picture for some reason.  I really wasn't that big.  It must be because I was standing next to Mike.  This is from the first installment of the annual trips to Brian's cottage.  These testosterone-filled weekends of male bonding have persisted for four years now.  What are the staples of the event?  Lots of beer, near-homosexual acts, fire jumping, and socks worn in the wrong places. Nice poses guys.  Get back to fishing.     Happy 21'st birthday Nate... Every Christmas brought the annual gift exchange to our apartment.  We toned things down for this one and just went with ridiculously stupid outfits.  Wearing these around the place was one thing, but a night out on the town was something else entirely.  What would Christmas be without a Christmas tree?  The Navidad saw us driving from Madison to some outlying municipality to snag the town's best conifer.  In our defense, we never nabbed anything from private property, like someone's front yard or something.  But I'm sure some elementary school kids had some questions one year when they returned from break...