Meet the Gang of G42.

Here is the gang that I live with 24-7.  It is just right.  Meet the nine of G42.

Robby: Homegrown Texan, finds much joy from eating multi-colored
popcorn, is one of the only guys that can pull off a hot pink t-shirt,
doesn’t mind wearing eye liner for 5 minutes, has a laugh that can
seriously bring everyone to tears

Josh B.: seriously thinks he is a ninja, always drinks from a water
pitcher, his other personality has the voice of “Old Greg” a scary
English man fish, Chuck Norris roundhouse doesn’t come close to Josh’s
arm pit symphony.

Michelle: enjoys taking casual morning jogs and sliding (tripping)
across the street-we would like to think she slide in for a home run,
has the most piercings of anyone here marking in at 13, still thinks
her sarong (a Thai towel) can act as a skirt, dress, PJ’s and a bed
sheet.

Hannah: if still awake around 12 a.m. is
probably in the middle of sleepwalking or slurring her thoughts into
words with no filter, is likely to miss her mouth and spill water all
over her shirt, likes to answer most questions with HUH??

Sean: Wizard on the grill, can make a
guesstimate of 500 different dishes with garlic, has almost completed
his first pizza oven, occasionally pictures himself dancing like the
Maori tribe of New Zealand.

Sarah: personality impersonator (specializes in a variety of
northern accents), her personality is funky mixed with a shot of Thai
spice.  Fastest walker with the shortest legs.

Tara S.: brought a blue and yellow glass bird as the G42 mascot
named “ralpherson” (which has been kidnapped since day one and is still
in search), enjoys crashing Spanish weddings espcially those with
hansom groosmen, can seriously think of a song for most phrases,
Sarah’s partner in crime for northern accent dialoges.