by ryanc | Dec 13, 2004 | Childhood
In 1983, when i was five, the most money anyone could have or spend on anything was a hunnerd dollars. In fact, it was SO much money that one rarely called it “a hunnerd dollars.” It was most often pronounced, incredulously, “a hunnerd...
by ryanc | Dec 10, 2004 | Childhood, Twistedhip
There’s also boy slang that doesn’t see a whole lot of use past age eight, and i thought i might include it here in case any girls were interested; it’s a seedy peek into the life of males you may not be privy to. If you were ever in residence in...
by ryanc | Dec 2, 2004 | Childhood, Fatherhood, Toys, Twistedhip
When they coined the term “deadbeat dad,” they were talking about my father. The information i have about him is pieced together from whatever scant information my mother would mete out, and the very few visits i had with him. A world traveller, my father...
by ryanc | Nov 24, 2004 | Childhood, Memories, Toys
Today is my birthday. T’ain’t, but i wish it were … i get so darn riled about the prospect of getting presents and feeling special that i do my best to make every day, from about the three-week-early mark, my birthday. That means spending money,...
