Friday, June 30, 2006

On Childhood Memories...
I don't remember my childhood. It's just a blank. I remember little things, like jumping off the ledge. We had this big black trash bag and I thought I could parachute. I hurt myself pretty bad.
I got hit by a bicycle once. Little kid. That was bad.
I remember the drowning incident. Multiple incidents. Because we lived near the beach.
I remember chasing the crabs. Because they hide in the sand. What do you call them? Yeah, sand crabs.
When I was in the countryside in the summer I remember people always trying to rob stuff.
My uncle had a pig farm. I went there once. Interesting process. Oh and they produced their own methane, that was interesting. Pigs do their business and they pump it into a big old tank. I wonder if schools could have a tour of the Oscar Myer plant or something. It would be a learning experience.
I got hit by a bicycle once. Little kid. That was bad.
I remember the drowning incident. Multiple incidents. Because we lived near the beach.
I remember chasing the crabs. Because they hide in the sand. What do you call them? Yeah, sand crabs.
When I was in the countryside in the summer I remember people always trying to rob stuff.
My uncle had a pig farm. I went there once. Interesting process. Oh and they produced their own methane, that was interesting. Pigs do their business and they pump it into a big old tank. I wonder if schools could have a tour of the Oscar Myer plant or something. It would be a learning experience.