What is the most fun thing you’ve ever done?
That’s a hard one to answer isn’t it?
Here are some of the things that come to my mind…
Riding my bike through puddles.
Pushing John Carter Scott into the pool, fully clothed.
Hiking up to Look Out Point.
Eating TWO hotdogs at Bob’s.
Going to Colorado when I was 15.
Wandering around (anywhere, really).
That night in Philly, pitch black, in the deserted gardens, listening to the guys jump out and scare the daylights out of each other.
The boardwalk, when I was eight. Actually, the whole package .. going to Wildwood to see all the cousins.
Getting to go to the Beatles concert when I was 16 (but I didn’t know it at the time).
Riding Buttons at dawn in the fall with Cindy and Dad.
Shopping with Mom.
But, the very most fun? The very most? Greece. Trying to find Merlin’s well. Paris was quite an adventure… oh, yes. Vivaldi at Saint-Chapelle. Listening to Robert Bly was terrific… Dad making up stories was great… Pestering my little sisters was a treat… Oh, and Christmas and Halloween…
Staying in bed and lazing about. I love that, too…
and… skiing in powder.
Bitch Rag 