Flashbacks.

Eddie's posts about how NOT to try and fit in back when he was growing up have been giving me flashbacks into my elementary school days...

The first flashback (not sure why I thought of this memory) was to my firstgrade teacher... Mrs. Ferguson. She was the prettiest teacher I had EVER seen... and I remember on my first day of school... I experienced my first "school boy" crush on Mrs. Ferguson and I felt all tingly in my right shoe and I figured that that is how you feel when you like someone... your toes get all tingly.

Then I got home and when I took off my shoe, I had a BEETLE in my shoe. I KNOW. Scared the crap out of me so I beat it as hard as I could with my shoe until it was dead. Talk about disillusioned.

Anyway, my next flashback was when I was in 5th grade... this follows the lines of Eddie's how not to fit in post:

When you are in the 5th grade, never eat a big lunch and then ride the merry-go-round throughout the entire recess. Then, during "story time" when the teacher is reading Old Yeller, or Where the Red Fern Grows or Pinballs... or what ever story she is reading, do not vomit all over the round table causing people to scatter and causing said vomit to seap into everyone's tote trays.

This will not help you fit in...

I am sure I was known as "vomit boy" for at least a few weeks.