For some reason I have this weird stuff stuck in my head. Like a Haiku I wrote in the 3rd grade.
Oh Stars in the dusk
How so beautiful at Night
As the Flowers Rest
Why do I remember that? I also remember my middle school combination to my locker. 36-24-26. Actuallly, that wasn't the combo, I guess I got that mixed up with something I read in a magazine or something.
But it is weird that I remember some useless stuff from my childhood, stuff that doesn't matter, but I guess is what makes for the fabric of our lives.
Another weird memory from my early childhood was my fear of Chicken Hawks. And by chicken hawks I don't mean George Bush, I mean Hawks that eat Chickens, like the ones in the Foghorn Leghorn cartoons. I remember being outside my grandmother's house and hearing birds caw and being terribly afraid that a 50 foot chicken hawk would come and eat me.
I believe I was a terribly disturbed child.
