Saturday, April 4, 2015

1 Night After Melatonin

1. Navigating mythical back alleys of Batavia between Rt 25 and River St south of Wilson on foot.

2. Lying down at the bottom of the CJS swimming pool on a freeswim day, just being still, and forgetting to breathe.

3. Being simultaneously subtle and vicious in a mob-like knife fighting "tournament" in the CJS athletics building. Wins were determined by taking or making the other give up their knives. Losers were out once they were kniveless.

I wasn't invited to the fight by not being passed a blade, but once the crowd had thinned a little, I battled and bullied my way in by attacking those with fewer knives while I had none.