Comments on: Six Degrees of Crazytown

By: Christina

Christina — Tue, 13 Feb 2007 23:40:42 +0000

TOMBA! TOMBA! TOMBA! His clips were all over my bedroom walls baby!

By: Fairy Godmother

Fairy Godmother — Tue, 13 Feb 2007 20:05:38 +0000

Yes I remember the battery story too. Never a dull moment with you and your brother and sister. And yes you were obsessed with Christian Laettner. I remember that clearly. I also remember buying you a Michael Jackson glove. Just one glove.

By: richard $tabone

richard $tabone — Tue, 13 Feb 2007 18:04:23 +0000

the calculator battery story is the best. like the guy intentionally tried to make it in your mouth. hilarious!

By: kristabella

kristabella — Tue, 13 Feb 2007 16:30:42 +0000

I would like to point out that I hated milk as a kid and never drank it. I blame that for the broken bones. Now I could drink a 1/2 gallon in one sitting. Me likey milk.

So I’m pretty sure I’ll break a hip as an old lady. I should get that Life Alert thing now. Never hurts to plan ahead.

I may also have been freakishly obsessed with Christian Laettner. Which, is really, really sad. But boy, was he a cutie. And that boy could shoot!

I hate Dook.

By: Scarlet

Scarlet — Tue, 13 Feb 2007 15:05:13 +0000

I have never broken a bone (*knock on wood*), but I do get the obsessives over sports people. I used to play my high school tennis matches wearing a heart locket with Pete Sampras’ picture in it. Oh yeah, I did.

By: Mahnee

Mahnee — Tue, 13 Feb 2007 14:08:37 +0000

TOMBA! TOMBA! TOMBA! I’m sure the red binder you made of clippings about him is somewhere…. Wow, did that make me laugh. Battery story, always good. Your brother had a “manly” leg when he broke YOUR leg? That cracked me up. I just love reading your blog in the AM…forget the Trib online!