My First Fight
Second grade. His name was Marvin. He was in first grade but he was my age. He either failed or was held back or started late. And no, I don't remember who won.Actually, Marvin wasn't my first fight. I've got studio-made...
Alone In A Movie Theater
You know what's great about a weekday matinee movie? Not only is it cheaper but every once in a while, you can get the whole place to yourself.It's not much different from being at home. Except for the gum stuck to the chair. And the overpriced food. And the...
America The Slob
It disgusts me. The litter I see on the side of the road. Potato chip bags, aluminum cans, candy wrappers. You name it, Americans throw it out their car windows instead of simply dropping it into a trash can.Not only is it infuriating to me, it's...