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On Friday, Alice started picking on Porter and started wrestling with him. I’ not sure if Porter knew not to be too rough with her or if she was so fearless that she beat him fair and square. But she did beat him.

Alice walks up to an unsuspecting Porter.

And quickly manuevers him into the referee’s position with herself on top.

Ready, wrestle!

Alice tries some underhanded moves involving removing Porter’s shirt.

Then goes for the pin.

Pinned.

“I didn’t really just get pinned, did I?“

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I also seemed to have captured Sheldon in quite a few different costumes of sorts. And some of these are by far the funniest of the bunch, especially that last one. It’s a true classic in every sense of the word. Happy birthday Sheldon.

Not too dressed up for a friendly breakfast with Shmare.

Posing with Sharkie.

At a New Year’s Eve Party of ours, quite unhappy to be with Jenny channeling Paul Horning, the Golden Boy of the Green Bay Packers.

Live long and propsper. Sheldon as a member of the Star Trek crew. From left: Sheldon, Jenny, somebody correct me if I’m wrong but I think that’s Nikki behind the owl mask, Suzanne, Shmare and Sarah.

Sheldon presenting an award at the “J Awards.”

Sheep are the new black. Making a bold fashion statement, Sheldon wearing a sheep.

And here’s the one you’ve all been waiting for, Sheldon in his blue tuxedo, with Nikki for the winter formal. A big thank you to Christi for forwarding me this one.

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Looking at all the Sheldon photos I have, one fact becomes abundantly clear: the man loves hats. These are some of my favorites.

King for a day.

With Kristine at another Giants’ game.

Working on a beard at the ‘Stick.

The infamous beaver hat!

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Whenever I think of Sheldon, I’m reminded of this old Saturday Night Live skit (a short film, really) in which an old John Belushi is trooping through the snow at a cemetary and looking at the tombstones of all the other SNL cast members that he’s outlived (ironic now) and he’s saying funny stuff about their demises. After he’s seen all the gravestones, he asked rhetorically, why did I outlive them all? And the anser he gives is, “because I’m a dancer!” The skit ends with him dancing and twirling around the cemetary. That’s how I’ll remember Sheldon, dancing and twirling around the dance floor.

Dancing with Nikki at my 33 1/3 birthday party.

Giving us nightmares thrusting with his new leather thong.

James Bond dancing with Jenny and her mother at the Smith wedding.

Getting down with Sarah.

Getting way down with another guest at the Smith wedding. Check out John Smith’s face in this one; it’s priceless.

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For some reason I have a lot of pictures in which Sheldon appears to be a somewhat altered state. I thought I’d exhibit them now to encourage drinking, particularly by Sheldon because I think he’d need it when the last three groups of photos pop here later. Next up is dancing, hats and last, but not least — costumes. Enjoy.

Keith and Sheldon at one of our parties.

With Jenny at a Duncanstone.

I think this was take at a birthday dinner at Friday’s.

Me, Sheldon and Zenobia at Candlestick for a Giants’ game.

Sheldon enjoying the keg at a tailgating party.

Jenny and Sheldon after several pitchers of margaritas.

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I can’t explain Sheldon’s fascination with signs, but just enjoying them is probably enough.

At Sheldon’s Cafe in San Diego. Why did we go there again?

The big sign.

In front of the Incredible Egg, another nickname or our friend Shmare.

Posing under the Saratoga while sign riding their bikes on the new section of Highway 85, just before it was officially opened. From left: Nikki, the incredible Eggie (Shmare) and Sheldon.

Sheldon was the best man at our wedding. I’ve know him for almost two decades. We don’t get to see him nearly enough these days, in part because he lives in Irvine now. His birthday marks the end of the Pisces group and for a while the birthdays are more spread out until we come to the Virgos in late August and early Setember, when they cluster togther again. There will be some very choice photos of Sheldon throughout the day, however, as it was hard to choose between so many hilarious pictures. Happy birthday, Sheldon.

This is Christi’s favorite photo of Sheldon, and it’s easy to see why.

At a party at the apartment I shared with Keith near the Winchester Mystery House in San Jose.

Sheldon, Sean and Keith exhibiting Suzanne’s lipstick kisses.

Suzanne and Sheldon at the Smith house.

An unknown babe, Sheldon and Shmare (a known babe) at the Sarcasm Central Holiday Party in 1993.

Sheldon and Suzanne at Sean’s first wedding reception.

Some gathering at my old apartment in Sunnyvale, which is where I lived after Sarcasm Central and when I met Sarah. From left: Keith, Joleen, Sheldon sporting a beard, Michelle, Kara, Shmare, Jim (whose birthday was yesterday), John and Kristine.

With Chris and Michelle at our wedding, trying to fend off the papparazzi.