The times they are a-changin’.
This post seems to be older than 17 years—a long time on the internet. It might be outdated.
This is new feature I’m going to try. It’s called “I Remember” and I’m basically lifting the concept directly from Andy Detskas, which I found via 2020 Hindsight. I’m adapting it to my needs. As you will find out, my past is kind of weird. I am disabling comments as this is more of a passive thing then an interactive thing. Enjoy!
I remember in 3rd grade, I didn’t want to go class that day. So I stayed out in the hall with my mom, with my Tintin book. I think it may have been Red Rackham’s Treasure. My mom had to leave at some point. She had a meeting or something. I remember crying and the principal from our school coming out. Her name was Zoe. I remember she knew something about Tintin and said she had some tracing paper and I could trace stuff out of the book. I never did trace anything. But I remembered she liked Tintin.
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