They say that when JFK was shot, everyone alive remembers where they were when it happened. I'm too young for that, but 9/11 is just the same. Everyone remembers where they were, and what they were doing. So on this day of remembrance, I thought that a lighthearted way to remember, would be to share your story.
I was a wet behind the ears freshman in college. I was outside having a smoke, and nursing a hangover. It might be hard to believe that I was drinking on a weekday, but I had been in college for all of about 3 weeks, so beer was top priority

. While outside, someone else came out, and was talking about what happened. I thought that the guy had to be kidding, and didn't think much of it. When I returned to my room, I turned the TV just to see what was on, and found that what I heard outside was true. I was at a loss. Instantly scared then very angry. I woke my roommate to get him caught up, then proceeded to watch the coverage for the rest of the day. My girlfriend (now wife), was at the same school, and she came over to watch for a bit with me.
Classes were cancelled, and the campus was up in arms. It still amazes me to think of how the tragedy brought together a campus of strangers, and even more impressive, this sometimes great nation.
Today should be a shitty one for Obama with his recent talks of helping those bastards. I hope that he gets destroyed in the media. I'm sure at the very least social media will light him up.
As far as Obama goes, just remember...it's Bush's fault, and you're a racist.
On a happier note, today is my dog Charlie's 7th birthday
