I was in 7th grade study hall when I first saw it. I remember because I had finished my Latin translation and was staring at Mrs. A’s poster on the front chalk board. I remember staring at that poster because I didn’t understand it. Never did really, till well after high school. She had this [...]
Archive for April, 2008
25 Apr
Be careful what you wish for she said…part 1
The story goes like this, apparently my dad came home from work one night and saw something he had never seen before and hasn’t seen but maybe one time since. My mother was crying. She’s one of those women who is just, like, beyond strong. Like, it must be something in being the oldest of [...]
24 Apr
one of the boys
I grew up in a house of men. I am the youngest of four children and the only girl. My three older brothers always had at least two friends each at the house. For dinner, for lunch, for street hockey, for basketball, for sleepovers, for baseball in the park across the street, for kickball, for [...]
24 Apr
The Chicano stoners putting permanent ink in my skin are safer than whatever you got goin on in that wok!
So I have this huge fear of buffets. And Chinese food. And often times they are served together. In general, I steer clear of both. Which is odd, because when I was a kid Chinese food was my favorite. About once a month my parents would put on the nice nice outfits and get my [...]
24 Apr
I’m not sick but I’m not well and I’m so hot cuz I’m in hell
Buffets. Who can say when and where it started. We were brown baggers growing up. No, wait, that’s not entirely true. We were walker homers for lunch for grade school. Wait, that’s a lie too. Most of the time we walked home from school for lunch. If we knew the weather was going to be [...]
24 Apr
My first kisser…
I was in 4th grade and it was after school. Jami Losurdo, Elizabeth Vona, at least 2 of the Nicholson’s (there were 11 so there was always at least 2 around – same thing for the Galvins and the Nelsons and they all lived within a three block radius of each other. They were a definite [...]
24 Apr
houses of the holyshit shut your goddamn mouth before i shut it for you!!!
My oldest brother Ed is a pillar of patience. He never complains. He could manage an entire room of drunk and dis-orderlies without ever raising his voice and maintain his sense of humor. If he was bleeding out his eyes while his hair was on fire, he’d say oh, I’m fine, did you want a [...]
24 Apr
Seventh Son of a Seventh Son or Bring Your Daughter…To the Slaughter
Up the street from my house on the corner of 8th Street and Albany lives my Gram. When we were growing up she and my Gramp had a pool in the backyard. For 3 months a year, June, July and August we opted between my Gram’s pool, the lake and the Nicholson’s pool at their [...]
24 Apr
Sports Illustrated can suck it as far as I’m concerned!
This last summer on our annual family vacation the Crouchers went to the Adirondacks. This is not the first time we’ve gone to the Great Range, more like the 45th. But we were in a different area than we usually go to and no sooner had my boyfriend at the time and I put our [...]
24 Apr
Can you Sbaih me some change?
You can’t write a book about growing up in Oswego without at least one chapter devoted to the Sbaih sisters. When I was a freshman in high school, that was the first time I’d ever heard of them. Specifically Rana. Kristen Shanley, Rachel Johnson and Elizabeth Vona kept telling me about this girl they knew, Rana [...]
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