Scott
Known Since: 1987
Resides In: Sacramento, CA
I met Scott because he was friends with A.T. This is back when the whole Mission Park group was still coming together, and we were all young and wild and stupid. We hung at some in the start, but didn't really start doing so proper until he started sharing an apartment with A.T. and Ken on Marconi Avenue, which became the central hangout point for all of us for a time. Lots of pointless hanging back in those days, going through cases of Budweiser, eating fast food from the all-night drive-up window at Jack In The Box, having people over, heading out to the park or sneaking into the drive-in after closing to sit on the gravel and huddle around a speaker. Was it Taco Bell he was working for during that time? I think it was. Scott's just a riot, a crazy guy that's out to have a good time and not let anything get him down. He's got no ego and is immediately likeable from word one. If you're not from California and ever want to meet anyone who fits the bill of a California "dude"? Scotty's your man. Scott was always experimenting with different hair ideas and other things like piercings...sure, everyone's doing it now, but back in 1991, Scott was the first guy I know with a nipple piercing. He'll try anything once, if it sounds like fun. You're just not going to meet a nicer, cooler guy than Scott, or one more of a pleasure to hang around with.
Random Me and Scott Memory: Hanging out at the Cedar Room the night after you got your ass kicked at that party. Way to get in the way of a golf club, dude!
