Counting my b-lessons

20 April, 2008

Just realized- some of you that read my blog may not have seen this video from-

my youtube page.

So, HEEEERE you go!

The intro is a lil long winded, but I hope you enjoy it anyhow...

Peace.

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Things I remember from my childhood...

The "there is no 'p' in our 'ool' " sign.
tee-ball.
swimming patches for the swimming pool.
Smurfs.
Silly Puddy.
Powdered milk.
Pogo-balls.
Our weatherman lived next door.
Neighborhood trinket store behind our house.
My first day riding a 2 wheeled bike alone/same day I got my first stitches... Coincedence? I think...
Marrying the neighbor-girl.
Liloc bush that was our fort.
Legos.
Kenickling.
Investigating the spookiest house on the block with my sis and her friends, we swore it was haunted.
GI-Joe (I wasn't allowed, cause they were "war toys").
Garbage Pail Kids.
Food stamps.
Digging tunnels for my Stompers cars in the embankment infront of our apt.
Denny the Dinosaur in Rapid City, SD.
Dad's wood shop in my old bedroom.
Crappy cars.
Converse sneekers.
Cheap candy from the bottom of the candy isle shelves.
Canned... Everything.
Big Bird, he was huge.
A slice of bread for a snack
4-square.