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I remember those crappy metal rollerskates that had way-too-narrow wheels, clipped onto the bottom of you shoes, and occasionally threw off sparks.
I remember starting a massive altercation on the playground that the principal had to settle, and sneaking away without getting caught.
I remember when climbing a tree wasn't much more work than walking.
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And you believe Bush and the liberals and divorced parents and gays and blacks and the Christian right and fossil fuels and Xbox are all to blame, meanwhile you yourselves create an ad where your kid hits you in the head with a baseball and you don't understand the message that the problem is you.
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