I’ve got something on the lighter side this time, folks. Just for a change.

Last night, my brother and I were on the phone and he asked if I remembered someone from high school. I was unsure, so I went in search of my yearbook. Sadly, my yearbooks have been… misplaced. Happily, I came across my journal from 1997-1999, so my journal from when I was ( Read more... )

Have I ever told you the story of the Jewish Buddhist? I swear I have written about this before, but I couldn't find it here. I have a post with that name (in a hidden reference to... myself?) but it isn't about my actual Jewish Buddhist, and it doesn't actually make sense unless I've told the story of my little Jewish Buddhist.

Many moons ago, back ( Read more... )

Remember riding the bus? Remember how it could be traumatic or terrifying, especially when you were really little? So do I. But my school only let the nicest of the drivers pick up the kindergartners.

I remember in kindergarten, all of the kindergartners rode bus 11, Buddy's bus. Buddy was awesome. He always smiled, and he had a big, thick ( Read more... )