It was probably late winter or a January thaw when Austin, some other friends, and I visited "Greenland". This was a part of the fields that was marshy and we could never really explore. I can't recall why we called it Greenland. Since it was winter, we thought we could explore it by walking on the ice.

Someone threw something out into the middle of the ice and I walked out to get it carefully. Unfortunately, the ice was too thin and I fell through. The good thing was that the water was only about waist deep so I was able to come running and screaming out. I ran all the way home and my mom helped me take off my pants and warm up. I think we put my legs in warm water and had some hot cocoa or something. I'm not sure if we ever visited Greenland after that.

One time I was biking past Kim and Lorne Deacon's house.  Lorne was in front of the house and he waved "Hi".  I waved back at him and then fell off my bike.

I got some good scrapes and a hefty chunk of embarrasement.

I remember that there was always this table full of latino gangsters in the cafeteria. For some reason, my friend Todd didn't get along with one of them. His name was Franko and we called him "Franko De Muerto" which is something like "Franko of death".

His name evolved. It became "Franko De Muerto Espierto" which totally doesn't make sense but it rhymed. I think it means Franko of Death Hope. Then it became "Franko De Muerto De Espierto Vash" or something. I think we thought that it meant "Franko of Death of Hope Cow".

Anyway, I remember that there was once a confrontation. I don't know if we threw food or what but they approached Todd and our preppy table and then followed Todd out into the commons area and surrounded him. Nothing happened though - maybe the bell rang - I can't remember clearly.

Derek Bannasch and I used to do student announcements over the PA in the morning.  We were very eccentric and dramatic with our announcements.  We aspired to achieve the fame of last year's announcing team of Jim Territo and Brandon Williams.

Once, at the closing of the announcements, they signed off by saying "These announcements have been brought to you by Rudy's Meat Market: nobody beats our meat".  Unfortunately for them, they were no longer allowed to give the announcements.

So one morning we closed our announcements by saying "These announcements have been brought to you by Rudy's Meat Market" and that was it.  When I turned around I saw that one of the staff was frowning and they scolded us.

Just to prove that I am the dorkiest user on the site, I have scanned official documents to back up my story ;)

I remember we were out on the playground by the monkey bars and my friend Ben Weiner and I were fighting for some reason.  Ben ended the fight by kicking me in the groin.  That is the only time I have been kicked in the groin and I still remember what it feels like.  I think a man only needs to have it happen once in his lifetime and he will never forget what it feels like.  I don't think that any of the playground monitors got involved or anything.  I just had to be a man and deal with it.