All loyal Yankee fans should be concerned that my two uncles have infiltrated Brian Cashman’s office and are, I can only assume, inserting themselves into the opening day line-up. “Now batting for the Yankees in the clean-up spot, TOMMY TUUUURNBULL!!!”
It’s probably not all bad though. I’m fairly certain Uncle Tom has a small strike zone.
During my daily browsing of the Awful Library Books site (if you haven’t checked it out yet, you need to), I came across this gem, a book about children with disabilities (which is great, teaching kids about the differences we all have, but apparently the only handicap a child could have in the 1980s was being in a wheelchair – I’ve seen the special Saved by the Bell, I know what’s up).
Anyway, I noticed that the cover bore a striking resemblance to a book my mom used to read to me when I was little – I’m assuming the same illustrations that every “Golden Learn About Living Book” has. I took to Googling, and of course, right on Amazon you can find a copy of Why Can’t You Stay Home with Me, possibly the most traumatizing book ever in print. Let’s walk this through.
I’m not saying I’m like, super famous, but this is the third time the Town of Highlands newspaper has included me in their “10 Years Ago” section. Again, I reiterate, there’s like 100 people in the Town of Highlands. And at 17, I was pretty active, mostly because I was trying to get into really good colleges. So there’s that. It just seems that every time I’m home for the weekend I see my name in ink. The paparazzi can’t be too far.
Let’s hope that 10 years from now I’ll be getting as much, if not more press. Also, Sherry Meche won the quiz game! They really need to bring that back. I could seriously use a $50 gift certificate to the Park Restaurant.
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