Lost Treasure #4: Christmas And Brent's Birthday.

The following pictures shall be revealed to celebrate Christmas (it's a little late) and to wish my brother EBN a happy 30th birthday today. Merry late Christmas everyone!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BROTHER!!

Lost Treasure #3: My Little Brothers

Does this need a description?

Lost Treasure #2: "Summer Games--The Line Up"

I couldn't help it. Here's another classic. When I was in 7th grade, I would make lists of video games that I wanted to play instead of studying during study hall. And this happens to be one of those lists. Enjoy!

Lost Treasures #1: Benjamin David Nelson:A History

The Lost Treasures is a series of old files found on my computer; these files are especially precious because I went two years without seeing them, which added to the level of hilariousness. Stay tuned for more of The Lost Treasures!

Today's Lost Treasure is the introduction to an "autobiography" that I began to write in the summer of 2006. An instant knee-slapper is found in the second paragraph when I talk about how "I lived in California for what seemed like hours" as if I actually remember that! And oh, just for the record: I lived in California until I was three WEEKS old; not three months.

Enjoy!

Benjamin David Nelson: A History

An Introduction

My name is Benjamin David Nelson. I was born in California. Mount Clair to be exact. That was on October 6, 1990, though. Almost been sixteen years ago, actually. I don’t know where all the time has gone, but I’ve never really kept a good journal. The best I’ve done is find a notebook, write a page or two in it about that day, and then lose the journal. So I thought I would write a little autobiography to cover all of the events that I missed because of not keeping a journal. Better to start now when I remember most of my childhood than to start later, right? But before I actually start the actual autobiography deal, I thought I would give this little intro.

I lived in California for what seemed like hours. Well, in other words, I was a baby, and I lived there for three months. But I cant really remember that. Actually, I don’t remember California at all. But I do remember this other place. That place being the small city of Las Vegas, Nevada.

I lived in Las Vegas for a good ten years of my life. Those ten years were definitely great moments now that I look back on them. But before I knew it, my Dad got a job transfer to Memphis, Tennessee. My family moved to Southaven, Mississippi (a close town or suburb to Memphis), and I ended up living there for five years.

The climax of my life (so far) definitely took place in Mississippi. I will not go into too many details because I need to save the rest for the actual autobiography. But lets just say that life was rough there. But before I knew it, due to certain circumstances, I was back in Las Vegas, Nevada. And that puts me where I am now. In my room, in Vegas, writing this little book. So I hope you read the rest, for this is just an intro. THE GREATEST!