So Long Foundry!
<p><img src="/files/u46/kc_foundry.jpg" alt="The Foundry Crew" width="400" height="265" /> </p>
KC was born in Oregon, raised in the Dakotas, educated in Colorado, groomed in NYC, and now teaches in Seoul, South Korea. He misses sleeping until noon, drinking nightly, and getting shot down by college girls. He still gets shot down by college girls. Casey "KC" Freeman finished college a few years ago and he's still trying to incorporate the things he learned into his everyday life. So far, at the end of the workday not a single coworker can pack their bookbag faster than KC. At the beginning of his career at PIC he was gainfully employed as an editor at one of the worst magazines in existence, but has also worked as a bartender, day laborer, telemarketer, public relations rep, swim coach, bouncer, KFC cook, pizza delivery boy, lifeguard and trucker. Now he's an English teacher in South Korea. Life, work and the oddities in between inspire him to create things that enhance souls. Even though he's the greatest, he wants you to know that You're the Best.
<p><img src="/files/u46/kc_foundry.jpg" alt="The Foundry Crew" width="400" height="265" /> </p>
KC drives in his complete chick magnet Ford Focus on the highway during rush hour Denver traffic. His Organs insist on an RJO (Road Jerk Off).
<p><strong>Halloween Drunk Comment</strong></p><p>"Her friends should tell her to have some decency." -- James</p><p>Another <a href="/blogs/casey-freeman/halloween-headache">Halloween </a>has come and gone. Luckily, I survived. But here's my second-day <a href="/blogs/casey-freeman/halloween-headaches-25" target="_blank">review of Halloween</a>.</p>
<p><strong>Halloween Drunk Comment</strong></p><p>"My eyes are tired from looking all over the room." -- Bossman</p><p>I'm back to <a href="/blogs/casey-freeman/halloween-headache" target="_blank" title="Halloween Headache 1">reviewing Halloween costumes</a> and experiences. Since today is actual Halloween, I'll make a sequel in a day or so.</p>
KC must get brains! With all this rigor mortis, it's like having a permanent boner! Bring on the dead chicks!
One evening, I smoked some weed. Then I decided I wanted candy. My roommate, Jewels, wanted cigs. So we took The Skull Bus to the supermarket...
No matter how hard I complain, somehow, the scum of the earth keeps breeding. Here are 9 types of people you should never date.
<p><strong>CANTON, OH</strong> - The historical committee to find new Hall Of Fame players elected Heisman Trophy-winning University of Florida quarterback Tim Tebow into the sacred building of football stars. Even though Tebow hasn't taken a snap with a National Football League team as a professional player, the committee felt they had "a pretty good hunch" about Tebow.</p>
The barback is the unsung hero of the bar. The guy who makes sure your beer is cold, your rocks glass is clean, and the lime fits neatly into your Corona.
Yankees fans get a bad rap. A few rotten potatoes can make fans of the Big Apple's premier team look like total douchebags. And this isn't directed at you, the fine Bronx Bomber fans of the world. I don't even hate to admit it anymore, but your team is one of the best sports franchises in history of professional athletics.
The CU Swim Team is the most quote heavy group I've ever hung out with. Here's what these foul-mouthed degenerates had to say.
<p><img src="/files/u46/Cutest_Ever.jpg" alt="Check out the peanut butter on my face." width="400" height="300" /> </p>