There are certain things that you never forget. Like the time the kid peed on the tree in third grade, and then moved to Israel. Or in Ms.Larson’s second grade class, when the girl threw up on the alphabet carpet when the class was learning about Jupiter. Stuff like that. This past summer, I ran into a kid that I went to high school with. I happened to sneeze and he excitedly made a remark that “my sneeze hasn’t changed”! I suppose my sneeze is odd, but it was interesting to see how that was what I was remembered for. Not exactly an epic legacy, but better than the girl that threw up when we learned about Jupiter.

side note: the kid that peed on the tree in third grade [and then moved to Israel] poked me on facebook today, thus inspiring this entry.