Yes, I will admit I was hated for being such an AMAZING chess player (second only to my astounding wit) however, I will not conceed that poor little Dave Renne would have been injured by my mere dunking attempt. While my swimming and strength skills are mirrored to the above referenced actions, I would never have let my dear friend drown, nearly unthinkable! You see, I was told by a very good source (Elizabeth Peirce) that Dave had a crush on me; and being the little unfeminine, tom-boy who was entirely without positive flirting skills that I was, I thought the only way to reciprocate such harmless elementary school ponderings would be to, of course, bully him!
While, it turns out my informate was severely mistaken, one can only imagine the utter mortification I suffered at the hand (or should I say fist) of Mr. Rene. ( I cried the whole way home, some tom-boy eh?)What Dave will never know (oh until now of course) was that my . . . Read More..

Well since my brother has neglected to login and post a bunch of
memories (he has like 30 . . . Read More..

In sixth grade, Chris, Austin and I started writing a book called "The End of the World". It was about how my friends and I went on Double Dare and won a trip to Cape Canaveral space camp. Somehow, we happened to be on a space ship at the moment when the world ended and we launched into space. It was just me and my friends and the girls at school that we liked. There were graphic descriptions of sexual acts we performed with the girls and illustrations as well. It was total trash. It was eventually discarded because Austin would have it at school and would joke about showing it to girls I liked. There were some close calls. So, eventually I got my hands on it and destroyed it. Shortly thereafter I began to write another "End of the World" novel. This one was "R" rated rather than "X" rated. I will post memories about that one in the future.

This is weird!

I remember when I was a kid that my brother Dan and I would go take a wiz together.  Talk about a once in a lifetime event.

I have no clue why we would do this, but it wasnt a big deal.  We would go against the golden rule of not crossing the streams.

I am just wondering what the purpose of going pee together was?  Interesting memory..... but it happened and thus it must be posted!

When I was in Grade 6, I remember our class went to "Shiloh Camp" for I think 3 or 4 days.
I was SO excited to go, because it was the first camp anyone had ever been on. I remember mum packing way too much for any occassion, in case it rained, flash flooded, was too hot, etc. She was the worry-wort mum that I think all mums are the first time a child goes to camp..
I remember eating way too much on the bus trip down, singing along with the Spice Girls cd someone had bought along...
I remember getting there, and "bag-sing" top bunk (we didnt have bunk beds at home) which I was so excited about.
I remember we did various rope activities, and other camp stuff...and then I started to feel sick.
I got so sick that I was made to lie in the teachers cabin on Ms. Downie's leopard-skin-printed bed (which smelt really gross) until the teachers finally decided to call my parents and send me home. I missed everything, and didnt even get to stay a night.
The principal was . . . Read More..