I had a HUGE crush on a boy named Patrick Shephard.  He had blonde hair, blue eyes and the cutest freckled face.  I used to chase him around the playground everyday.

One day, he said. "I know you like me.  If you want to kiss me, meet me in the teacher's lounge after school." 

Well, I met him in the teacher's lounge and we kissed.  It was just a peck and it was very awkard.  Neither of us said a word, and after we kissed, we went on our way.

I don't remember whether or not I continued to chase him around the playground.  Maybe I realized that it wasn't worth it afterall... ha!

I have attached a class picture...  Patrick is top/center.  He's wearing a turqious shirt and he's right next to the teacher.  I'm on the bottom left.  I'm wearing a red and white dress w/ a ruffled collar.

My first kiss was just about the weirdest thing on the planet.

Obviously its supposed to be that way, but my brother made it worse.  He and Scott V both were in middle school now and they found it funny to have Nick and I.  Kiss our current girlfriends in front of the sandbox after school.

Nick had to kiss Liz Grant and I had to kiss the girl I was "dating" Jennifer Snowden.

We basically were pressured there in front of everyone with no privacy.  It was wierd and yet I was really wanting to try it out.

I remember being so nervous standing there for about 15 minutes before the event happened. 

When the kiss occured I swear I remember sticking out my tounge or something, but I am not sure.  If I did, it might have been just a little before she pulled away.

Classic memory of mine.....

Most kids have a favorite blanket, but mine lasted at least 10 years.And of course, the blanket had my favorite video game character of all time.My mom and Dad got it for me for me for Christmas one year.  They alsogot my brother an ALF blanket of the same design.  Although he didntget all the moneys worth out of it like I did. I used to come down the stairs pretty much every day and had breakfast with it wrapped around me like I am a mummy. It also was my cat Billys  favorite spot to purr at. That blanket rules and recently I found it downstairs and took some pics of what I looked like as a kid with it wrapped around me.

One time I was underneath our coffee table taunting my cat Billy with a hot dog. The weird thing about the hot dog was that it wasnt cooked. I used to eat cold hot dogs and can still taste them when I think about it. So Billy got fed up with me and started attacking me. He was a very strong cat and I was very scared when he was thrashing me and biting me. On another occasion, he randomly went into attack mode late at night and I was scared too.

I remember we were out on the playground by the monkey bars and my friend Ben Weiner and I were fighting for some reason.  Ben ended the fight by kicking me in the groin.  That is the only time I have been kicked in the groin and I still remember what it feels like.  I think a man only needs to have it happen once in his lifetime and he will never forget what it feels like.  I don't think that any of the playground monitors got involved or anything.  I just had to be a man and deal with it.