rottenwolf

Have you ever seen a man fall? Trip over his feet and land face first on the pavement? The image conjured up is certainly entertaining. But thinking about it is like seeing someone die on screen. It doesn’t seem real, so as long as no one is hurt, everything is great fun. One can only grasp a mere fraction of the considerable amount of pain involved in landing face first on a slab of stone. And then again, maybe you wouldn’t get hurt at all. Maybe you would land with a surprised “oof” then laugh, thankful that you missed that pile of dog shit barely six inches away. If you’re lucky, a kind stranger would help you to y

As most recall their childhood, they remember friends they got into all sorts of trouble with. Along with that, the secret hangouts resurface, as well as the best candy stores, the highest hills down which you could drive your bike really, really fast, and all the other essential components of childhood.  A few questions usually pop in one’s mind, as one reminisces, Hey, I wonder what happened to them?, followed by Why did we stop talking? If you’re lucky, you don’t remember and then just move on. In some cases, however, you do remember, and that memory coils itself in some far-off crevice of your mind along with the other regr

       One reason why Kevin could tolerate the early schedule was because the first class of the day was Health. It did not require much thinking. The basic idea was getting the good stuff in your body and keeping the bad stuff out. Then everyone could enjoy the misery that is life for a little bit longer. On the plus side, by the end of the class, you were awake enough to function relatively normal for the rest of the day.        But today was different.        The department decided to enrich their students' lives with what they called "useful" information and to prepare them for the "next step." So, instead of learning about vitamins