Jeff “The Only Son” Brockmeyer

D.O.B.: 10/05/84

Height: 6’ 1”

Weight: 150

Eye color: shit brown

Hobbies: riding bikes, photography, 

gambling

Favorite bike company: Tree Bicycle Co.

Who or what pisses me off the most: 

Fashly Grin, fuzzy out of  focus pictures.

Photo gear: Nikon F5, Nikon 80-200 f2.8, 16mm fisheye, quantum t2 flash, pocket

wizards

Why do I take the laptop in the bathroom with me: shut up

Top three girls: Halle Berry, Alyssa Milano, Liesel

If I had a dollar what would I do with it: go to Lions Choice and get a

cheese sandwich and a water with coke.

Quotes: uhhh  dooo,  mooo suuin,  uhh oh

Funny things people have said to me:  In Ebonics “Man you got dreads, how you

gonna comb that shit out.  It’s gonna hurt you know.”

Injuries: stitches in lip, busted chin, torn ACL and Meniscus

Music: At The Drive In, Jurassic 5, Boys Set Fire, Sparta, Slayer

Inspirations: Jeff Zielinski, The MILF Hunter, Casey Otto

Places: California, Woodward, St. Louis

               Some of the most fun times I have ever had were with the ding-a-lings.  

On the first Woodward trip I went on we all were waiting for Burks to meet up with 

his girlfriend Christina in this parking lot in the freezing cold when we came across

a Sasquach in the middle of a field.  The Sasquach turned out to be Kris who was

naked with a sweater on.  To make the situation worse, I hid his cloths from

him.  He was freezing.  Fun was had by all accept Brian Knopp who kept asking

why I hang out with all these immature people.

               The coolest trip I’ve been on was the summer after high school when I 

hopped in my car and went to Woodward West in California.  I stopped in Colorado 

and hung out with the Josh’s for a day.  Slept in my car in the middle of the Rocky

Mountains.  Ran over a full sized tire in the middle of Utah.  Went to Vegas

where I discovered that taxi cabs can have porn advertisements, and also realized

that if you stare for too long you’ll probably get in a wreck.  I then went to

Venice Beach, Hollywood, and Santa Barbra realizing that only people in St.

Louis think I’m weird looking and spent the night.  Going halfway across the

country by myself definetly gave me time to think and realize I better get

started on life because it is too short to miss.

               A favorite past time of mine would have to be gambling.  I used to be pretty

good at it until I started to lose.  Many of times I thought I had the game in the 

bag and then just blew it.  A load of “money” has been lost.