May 17, 2006
1. Why did my parents make me take ice skating lessons in Houston where the temperature rarely drops below 80?
2. Why, even at the age of 4 and a half, did I allow myself to be put into a bunny outfit?
3.Why was I so damned slow?
4. And why, when all the other kids had skated far far ahead of me, did I decide play to the crowd by turning and doing series of hops, eventually passing the other bunnies now headed in the opposite direction, causing the girl I liked, Kelly Jackson, to call me Fooey Bugs and wrinkle her nose at me for the rest of the summer?