Tuesday, November 11, 2008


It has been brought to my attention that I erred in my last post. Apparently, I did in fact attend a wedding when I was a child - when I was 3 or 4 in fact. While the organ was playing I was heard to ask loudly "When does the film start?". I have no recollection of this wedding, though I can't think why I forgot it since it's not like I haven't heard the above story on about 329 occasions.


Gadjo Dilo said...

Andy, don't worry, I've also tried to erase from my memory the stories people tell about me when I was a child!

Anonymous said...

At least that's a cute story! LOL! Try the one my family used to tell about me. When I was 3 or 4 we were at my grandparent's house on a festive occasion...many relatives around. The story goes I came out of the bathroom buck nekkid and proclaimed "Ha ha...you can't see me" because I had my own hands over my eyes and thought that since I couldn't see them, they couldn't see me!
Other parents had the embarrassing pictures of their kids naked on rugs, my mother trotted out this story!!