Congrats!
I would like to take this opportunity to give a shout out to my brother, Duane Moles. He was recently accepted to the University of California Berkeley's Graduate School of Journalism. Just as a hint of how cool this is, they only accept 55 applicants each year. Congratulations Duane!
My brother is a journalism grad student. I think I smell a guest blogger. That is, if he is still speaking to me after I posted these photos.
posted by Amber Moles @ 8:42 PM
13 Comments:
Congratulations Duane! Now it's time to use that education and start a blog.
That is, if you consider blogging and edjumakated thang to do.
No, no, girls, back off. He's mine. I know those pictures make you all drool with jealousy, but I got there first.
I especially like the first picture. He looks like a little drunk man!
Just be glad she couldn't find the nekkid bathtub picture of Duane.
JC remind me to stay on her good side (if I ever find it). If that's how she handles congratulating her own brother, may the Lord have mercy on me!
Good Lord! How much do you two look alike!?
MD
You know... journalists were the first to popularize blogs. Granted it was because they were too lazy to actually do any work so they just started standing on the legitimate insights of novices, but still. Congrats to Duane. California is sooo beautiful!
I had the pleasure of meeting this young man once upon a time. Really enjoyed his company! He's fun and witty, much like his sis!
He tells really good jokes too! If I only got them...
Just for Jana:
A guy with a giant, round, orange head walks into a bar and orders a drink. The bartender, startled, says, "Sure buddy, the drinks on the house if you just tell me what happened to your head."
The man says, "Well, I was walking along the beach one day and I found this little lamp sticking out of the sand, so I picked it up, brushed it off, and out came a genie, who granted my 3 wishes. First I asked for $10 million. Poof. The genie gives me the money, and now I have a nice house, a nice car and never have to work again. Then I asked for a beautiful wife. Poof. The next thing I know I am married to a supermodel. But it was about this time that I think I made mistake."
The bartender asks, "Well, what was the mistake?"
The guy answers, "For my third wish, I asked to have a giant, round, orange head."
I get that one! Woo hoo!
12 Comments. That's an Amber Alert! record. For those who don't know, my brother received his bachelors from Harvard. When I came to Lex to go to UK my mom said, "I guess Duane is Ivy and you are just Bluegrass." OUCH! He's still stealing the show. :)
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