Arthur Lincoln Swan

There is so much that can be said of Link. You could attempt to describe his manner of dress, his ideology, his way of burning scrambled eggs. But none would even come close to his true essence. That which is Lincoln. So I guess that... I'll leave this bit to further work. Eventually, I should have a couple pictures to throw up. And I'll work on some stories. Link and I had a lot of great stories. Here is the first one, the tale of our relationship to each other:

Link and I ended up at the same middle school. He was there for the sixth grade. And then.. Poof, he was gone. Pulled out of school by his parents. He returned late in our high school career for another go at public education. We had a couple classes, a few laughs, nothing phenomenal. But then... College struck. And we both ended up at University of Alaska Anchorage. And by another fluke, we ended up living next door to each other in Templewood, the upperclassman housing at UAA. There we were, two small town kids from Palmer, swallowed by the vastness that is the city of Anchorage. So we got to be pretty tight. That all went down from Fall-Spring of 1997-1998. Then I moved away. But over the course of those 9 months, BOY, did we have some times.

Pork n' Beans

Lincoln Learns About Roommates