reminiscing on childhood memories.

oh, childhood, the innocent, perfect, fun filled life that we all grow out of to become grumpy, old tired adults. my childhood was a real hootful of yowzas, and if i could relive it, even for one day, im sure i'd relive one of the days when i was a wee little gaffer, no older than five. i remember how awesome it was to go to school at that age, i actually enjoyed it, at least i didnt have to hang out with my babysitter who didnt speak english very well (she was actually a nice person and i saw her recently on a trip to toronto, she remembered me!)
and i got to hang out with my best friend clancy, who my dad thought was imaginary.
i would probably start off the day with a deliious breakfast of dinosoar egg oatmeal (because this is way before i got sick of any type of oatmeal) then go to school, and thrill everybody with my knowledge of the future; cellular devices with magical cameras, internet without a cord, televisios as thin as a small book, oh the list goes on of my knowledge of 2010 in 1998. then i suppose after school i would walk home and act like im sixteen, just to scare my mom and older sister, and i would tell people all about the crazy world of 11 years from now, just to mess with people's heads when the stuff actually happens.  also i would go to a church and shut down their idea of judgement day in the year 2000. then, shortly after, retire to my home and hang out with friends until bedtime at 9:00 i think that would be one hell of a fun day to be 5