Jump Up, Jump Up and Get Down

trampolineHippie. Preppie. Popular. Loner. Freak. Geek. I was all of those things at one point during high school. Except popular… I just tagged along with the cool kids for a while. Which was fine, because in my high school, the cool kids tended to have the personalities and suntans of a Cheez-It. They looked like models for a JC Penney catalog. The guys drank cans of Busch and got wasted. They bullied , they date raped, they high-fived. The girls were even scarier. For more, just watch Season 1 of Veronica Mars and…That.

Let’s just say I never fit the mold. Continue reading

The croquet mallet is mightier than the sword

Croquette: it's all fun and games until somebody gets hurt.

Croquet: it’s all fun and games until somebody gets hurt.

Growing up on Hunter Lane as a child was an interesting experience. It was a suburban block where blue collar dads who spent their time under cars in an auto shop comingled with guys working the mailroom at some amorphous corporation. Continue reading