Alright I haven't written something in almost a year. Sorry. I'm sure I disappointed all three of you who ever read these. Let me fill you in on what's going on with me. About one year ago I started working at my college paper as a classifieds ad representative. The lowest of the low. I am now the General Manager for some strange bizarre twist.
Also I'm working with the YMCA as an admin. asst. in a capital campaign. They let me coach basketball (I don't know why since I never played it really) K-2 grade. One day i was making the little bastards run drills and this one boy in kindergarten who can hardly pick up a ball runs up to me with his blond hair, blue eyes, little lisp who I believe embodies Americana more than old glory. Seriously this kid made you think mom and apple pie were red commie spies. So this kid looks up at me barely holding the ball in both his arms and in the cutest tone says "Coach...can I get some water?"...
I was stunned...
Also I'm working with the YMCA as an admin. asst. in a capital campaign. They let me coach basketball (I don't know why since I never played it really) K-2 grade. One day i was making the little bastards run drills and this one boy in kindergarten who can hardly pick up a ball runs up to me with his blond hair, blue eyes, little lisp who I believe embodies Americana more than old glory. Seriously this kid made you think mom and apple pie were red commie spies. So this kid looks up at me barely holding the ball in both his arms and in the cutest tone says "Coach...can I get some water?"...
I was stunned...