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IF: juggle

Friday, September 21, 2007



Juggling really isn't a talent. It's often featured as some amazing feat, but it's often the result of boredom. I learned how to juggle at baseball practice. Before and after practice there was time and plenty of baseballs. I can still juggle today. I'm quite good too! I try not to show off though, it's one of those "talents" that I can be made fun of for. I'm not the only one out there though so it's okay.
posted by Jim Howard, 2:44 PM | link | 4 comments |

Thank you

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

Bloggerman, thank you for the comment. I miss your class and whatnot.
posted by Jim Howard, 11:03 AM | link | 0 comments |

IF: wedding

Monday, September 17, 2007

They spend hours there together. They're photographed and cherished for one day only. They spend the rest of their days in a small box inside another box in the heat of the attic or dark corner of a basement. At least they're together...forever, or until they melt. They'd still be together I guess.
posted by Jim Howard, 11:42 AM | link | 3 comments |

IF: momentum

Friday, September 07, 2007

It probably wasn't the safest thing to do, but it sure was fun. We'd pull the wagon up the neighbor's long blacktop driveway then tuck inside the old metal wagon. Slowly we'd start to gain speed as we sped along the gentle slope. Stopping was tough! We'd put out our feet and drag our sneakers until we finally slowed to a stop.

I tried this ride a few months ago with my daughter. It ended with her falling out. She's fine, don't worry; ready to do it again. The kid in me will try again, but the Daddy will be a little more careful next time.
posted by Jim Howard, 3:47 PM | link | 10 comments |