These musings are about the joy and confusion that was my childhood. They are, for the most part, not precious.
11/23/00: A careful breathing of the air in the room.
11/13/00: The Wrong Train As opposed to the train I got on this morning, which was just the smelly train.
11/09/00: My Lost Plum Tragic.
10/24/00: Confused Fetus. Not many people can make that claim.
10/17/00: Freaks Me Out Every Time A little insight into my own little private hell. Maybe I just don't like doing laundry. Hmm.
10/16/00: Bad Baseball Fan am I And Brie is still my favorite cheese.