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Aug/09
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Childhood memories

Whether it’s the fact I’m turning 32 in just under two months which means it’s that time of the year again or perhaps I’m just in the mood for nostalgia, I’ve been having little memory flashes of my childhood a lot lately.   In fact, everytime I have one, there’s this awesome sound effect, akin to a great fwwooossh that precedes it.   Thank you, oh precious LOST.

No, the thing of it is, I keep having little scattered memories of what I enjoyed as a kid.  Oddly enough, none of these memories include the following items:

  • Spreadsheets
  • Math
  • Checking my voicemail
  • Financial planning
  • Watching calories
  • Eating items found in a V8
  • Pushups
  • Guilt

Point is, I think it’s either my subconscious telling me that my life is out of whack or, radioactive super intelligent ants have crawled inside my brain and are messing with my wiring.  Either way, message recieved super inteligent insects.  Sort of miss spending my days with what I imagine consisted of any number of the following tasks:

Just the same, needed a reminder for myself of all the fun things that adulthood likes to grind into a tasteless gray paste at times.

I leave you, with this:

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  1. Gunter
    8:06 pm on August 13th, 2009

    Don’t forget the cattle drive/round-up near Valentine, Nebraska with the Fords.

  2. Jenn
    11:06 am on February 20th, 2010

    remember playing basketball for hours.. Even when it got dark? Or all the paper airplanes we made over our lifetimes. And making parachutes for our GI Joes out of hankerchiefs? What about the obsticle courses we used to make around our yards? Or breaking neighbors windows with your handlebars? On accident of course :) I have the never ending story if you ever want to borrow it!

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