As requested by my friend and fellow author, KJ Waters.
I’ve had one ambulance ride and they didn’t even turn on the lights or sirens.
I can remember pulling a chair up to the kitchen counter to help Mom cook.
If there’s nasty weather (tornado watch/warning) in the evening’s forecast, I’ll go to bed with a nice pair of clothes handy. In case the house gets destroyed and I end up on TV at two am, at least I’ll look good.
I’ve gone 55 miles an hour on a bicycle, on a flat road.
Although I took up cycling in the late ‘80s, I never cared for Lance Armstrong.
As a Boy Scout, I learned how to cook cat’s tails, acorns and elderberries.
I applied for the Executive Chef’s position at the White House right after Bill Clinton got in office.
I often consider running for office on a county or city level.
As a kid, I threw up in the White House, while on a guided tour.
My wife often jokes about a pill that would lower my testosterone.
I learned how to waltz when I was a senior in high school.
At a Brian Setzer concert I got up and danced with an elderly woman (a resident of the retirement community I worked for) when Setzer’s orchestra launched into Jump, Jive and Wail. Security had to ask us three times to sit down; “You kids get back in your seats!”
My wife still gives me goose bumps.