i was on the subway the other day when i began to recall random events from my past. early childhood till present. i would think of one even then quickly try and think of the next signifigant event in no order at all. i figure one day i wont remember everything so i out to write them down. in truth each event would make a great blentry (blog entry) in itself, but for now i am focused on capturing the events to help spark other areas of memory.

first day of kindergarten. nervous and shy. slowly walking over to the legos and meeting my first friend, bonding over a common interest of legos::pushing the pedal for the sink in to clean my hands of finger painting, the sink had a wierd faucet, it came out like a sprinkler::lying awake during naptime, it was never dark enough for sleep::when we on a family road trip and we stopped at a gas station to get directions and i nabbed a pack of chiclets. as soon as i realized what i had done i just started crying::when mrs. thomas played michael jackson in gym class on a record player::watching the old version of the three little pigs, or playing with downstairs david aka david foley at mamanjoons an babajoons::when i used to wear jnco jeans::when i used to flip out when i got a ‘bad’ haircut::when they brought in the big storage box with snakes to science class in middle school and i ran out of the room crying, they hadnt even taken the snakes out yet, i was just crying at the thought::the low point of my highschool career, the heist. glad it happened though, i learned a valuable lesson. great piece of advice, before u do something as urself ‘is this something id be proud to tell my mother about’. seems simple enough but honestly its a great piece of advice::worrying about bee stings at highridge on the baseball field during a game of tennis baseball, right before a crab apple war:: when someone tried to ‘run’ mine and my brothers buss pass:: riding my skateboard in circles in the basement over and over making super tight turns::taking electic karate with larry idonesi, or before that talking tae kwan doe in that place upstairs near the chasidic bike sellers where our family got outfitted with 4 ralieghs:: when out bikes got stollen::ordering sclives of $1 chezz slices from antonios::about a million other things but these random events should get the juices flowing…